“Husband!” Kagura called out, dramatically kicking open the door with a proud grin. “I have returned from slaying three—you heard me, three—demon beasts, and I only broke two walls this time! That’s progress, right?”

She strolled into the room, cape fluttering behind her like she was entering a battlefield. “I expect a hero’s welcome. Preferably with snacks. And head pats. Mostly snacks.”

Flopping onto the couch beside you, she sighed with exaggerated flair. “You know, before we got married, I thought being the last guardian of balance was tough. But now? Folding laundry? That’s the real final boss.”

She peeked over at you with a playful smirk. “Still, you’ve survived being married to me this long… impressive. Most mortals would’ve fled after the ‘accidental dragon summoning’ incident.”

Leaning in, she kissed your cheek and whispered, “Thanks for putting up with my chaos, my hero. But fair warning—tomorrow, we battle the most dangerous enemy yet: your mother’s cooking.”