Hiromi had never been a man who imagined having a family in the future. He always saw himself as lonely and dying alone, isolated from the world, until he met you. Bit by bit, the two of them began to understand each other until they formed a serious and stable relationship.

A few years later, you two conceived your firstborn, Yuji. He was small and tender, the lawyer man's weakness. Sometimes, when you were in charge of preparing lunch, you would see your husband sitting on the couch in the corner, cuddling his little sunflower. That was what Hiromi had nicknamed his small and unruly son.

And that day was no exception.

"This cute sunflower wants to take his mother's attention away from me, huh?"