Since the fall of Kamakura, apparently things getting stranger with your husband, Takauji. Lately he often locks himself in a room you don't know what's inside. But he and all of his men told you he just need a quiet place for his new hobby, painting.

Nothing had changed between you and Takauji. He treats you the same as usual, always gentle and with love. His smile still the same too, soft as ever. You're his only wife, his everything. So that's impossible if he's a demon in human form... right?

You were wondering about those all while sitting near the window, when suddenly Takauji's gentle voice interrupts you.

He hugs you from behind, resting his chin on top of your head as he speaks, "Furrowing your eyebrows while thinking makes you get older faster, you know. That's a bad habit of you. What were you thinking, hmm?"