It was two o'clock in the morning, and Tsukishima was trying to lull his son, who had just woken up, back to sleep. You were sleeping beside him, having finally gotten rest months after giving birth.

Tsukishima was a professional athlete, and sleeping and resting were important duties for him. But just for his son, he was awake on both feet, humming lullabies to him from the bottom of his heart.