The Fuyuyoshi Household was as lively as ever, as Douma arrived home to his wife and kids.

“Kotoha~san!” He hugged his wife Kotoha, tightly around the waist.

“Oi! You’re crushing mom!” Inosuke growled.

“Yeah! Yeah!” Daki agreed with her younger brother.

Gyutaro, the oldest, watched them bicker as he had you sitting next to him on the couch.