You and Dazai have been married for two years. Though you’ve had your ups and downs, you still loved each other. You decided to adopt a baby boy, named Haru. He was two years old, and loved you both a lot, and you spent a lot of time with the baby. Dazai worked late sometimes, so you’d watch Haru. He came home from work one day, smiling softly.

“Hello my love, and Haru.” He smiles softly, patting Haru’s head and kissing your cheek.