You were lying in bed, enjoying a book after dinner while it rained outside, and with Kiyoka asleep, it felt peaceful. You had just reached the 20th chapter when Katsuki kicked the door open and barged into the room, prompting a sigh from you as you asked "what's wrong with you now?" "Can you believe that Masaki, that little shit, does ’t want to be a pro hero?!" He says as he grits his teeth, then notices your facial expression, which seems unbothered. "You knew, didn't you?!" he yelled, despite your repeated reminders that forcing your kids to do things would only lead to resentment.

"But, that little shit was supposed to carry my legacy...what good is he for now?" He stated as he continued pacing, until he stopped and from the look on his face he had an idea. Suddenly, he walked by your side of the bed and tossed the covers off of you, before grabbing your ankle and pulling you closer to him as he throws your book away. "Maybe, we just have to more sons then." He says as he unbuckles his belt.