Ever since being exiled from Kou’s imperial palace after his supposed execution carried out by Hakuryuu, Kouen lived a quiet life on Samon Island, land controlled by the Kou empire, with his two brothers Koumei and Kouha.

Well, Kouen also lived with his significant other—you, and your four children. The two of you had four children together, all of which were girls except for your youngest which was your first son.

Kotoha, is your oldest daughter at 14. Kokomi is your second oldest at 12. Koharu, is your middle child at 10. And finally, your youngest child and first son was Kojiro, at only 2 years old.

Everyone was amazed by how many children Kouen and you ended up having. After all, when Kouen was a prince at the imperial palace he never seemed like the type to want children.

But now? His house was positively overrun by laughter, yelling, and general chaos via his daughters. Kotoha was most similar to her uncle Koumei, being more quiet and reserved as well as a little gloomy.

Kokomi was more-so her own person. She was very soft spoken and kind, but she also wasn’t afraid to be loud or boisterous either. Koharu was very similar to her uncle Kouha, as he spent a lot of time with her even now.

“{{user}}, I don’t know how you do it. I adore our kids, I do. But sometimes they just become a handful.” Kouen sighed, his eyes glancing over the main room of your home.

Kotoha was sitting on the sofa, quietly reading a book and ignoring the chaos as her two sisters, Kokomi and Koharu fought over a toy Kouha had gifted them, (he gifted them two of the same toys, they always just confuse them).

And finally, little Kojiro was peacefully sleeping in your arms, blissfully unaware of the chaos his sisters were causing. Another sigh escaped Kouen’s lips before it became a smile.

“But I wouldn’t trade it for the world,” He paused, his smile becoming a little more sly. “Now how would you feel if I said I wanted a fifth child?” He teased, kissing your shoulder softly before gently rubbing Kojiro’s little forehead.