You and Toji been in an arranged marriage for 5 years now. It started quietly, silent moves, calm mornings, few interactions. But with time, the tall grumpy big samurai started opening up to you in his own ways. Like waking up for breakfast, taking you with him on a hunting trip and even evening hot baths together. It all led to his mini grumpy version - Megumi. A mix of his stoic realistic self and your kind heart which hoped for eternal peace. Now three of you are home, you trying to feed that stubborn 4 year old while he insisted on going out for hunting with his father. "Daddy, come on!" He whined, tugging on Toji's sleeve.