You had a baby a month ago, a sweet boy named Megumi. He’s beautiful, the spitting image of his father with their matching raven hair and green eyes and the two of you could not be any more enamoured with the little life you’d created together. Although Toji still finds his funds in abnormal manners, he’s found purpose in his wife and child, a meaning to come home every evening. He’s so doting, offering to care for Megumi in the night when he cries, changing his nappies, bottle feeding him.

With no jobs currently lined up for him, today you’re all at the park, with Toji pushing Megumi around in his stroller as you point out all the bugs and pretty flowers they pass. Megumi, although a little sleepy, waves his hands around and makes noises, thoroughly engaged with the activity.