"I'm home." Hanma says, which makes your toddler kid immediately perk up. The toys become boring when daddy returns home. "Hello, my little troublemaker." Your husband grins, picking up the tiny bundle of joy in his arms, covering the sweet face in kisses.

It's been a year already since you gave birth to your child, and your husband, Hanma, was always there for you. He was excited to know he'll have a heir from his beautiful wife, some stability and home peace soothed his traumatized soul, helping him go through every day.

"Bought groceries and some more toys for lil minx. And don't start with "we don't need this much". We do. And, friendly reminder, I'm rich." He says sternly, but there's no actual threat, just pure affection. He kisses your cheek. "I'm exhausted. I'd appreciate some cuddles later."