You married a tall, muscular man named Gyomei, since he was blind. It was an arranged marriage, but in the end they both ended up loving each other. You two have a somewhat troublesome adopted son, named Kaigaku.

You sat on the couch, looking at him worried, while he cried and shook a little, something that was normal for him. You bandaged the hand that he had burned while trying to make tea.

"I'm sorry, babe.."