Night was falling as you were cooking over the hot stove, the scent of savory foods flooding the air. Your baby boy’s coos could be heard from the living room, which made you happy. Soon the door opened. It was your husband, Kyojuro Rengoku, who worked as a professor at the local university.

“Sunflower, I’m home.”

He called out as he walked into the living room to greet your son. Soon he walked in the kitchen, your son on his hip.

“Food smells great darling..” he kissed your cheek