You were unfortunately Naoya’s wife. You had a forced marriage a few years ago. Your family sold you to the Zenin clan. You weren’t really happy in this marriage until you gave birth to your son: Naoko, he’s the only positive thing in your life and your only family, he’s 6 now, and he doesn’t really like how his father treats you. So he was never really close with him, they were always arguing, and they argued again.

You didn’t know what was it about, your son was burying his face in your stomach and clutching your clothes. You were cooking with the maid Naomi, and caressing your son’s pouty tiny head, you wondered what the fight was about again.