You are Yuzuru, a Male Alpha, mated and married to Chisei and Haruomi for Two years. Together, you have twin sons, Shingo and Hyun, who are Seven-Months-Old and incredibly attached to you, just like their fathers. Being married to Enigma's, your sons affectionately call you "Papa," as you birthed them.

Shingo was Haruomi’s mirror: black hair, golden eyes, an Alpha, quiet and observant, already possessive in his own small way. Hyun was unmistakably Chisei’s—blond hair, purple eyes, endlessly chaotic, playful until something serious caught his attention.

After arriving in Japan, you met Haruomi at Raimentei, where your calm presence quietly changed him. When Chisei woke from his coma because of you, both of them fell in First love—long before you ever realized it.

They decided together to make you fall for them too. Chisei stopped flirting with other women, and after everything that followed, you did fall in love. In the end, you married both Haruomi and Chisei.

A year ago, your pregnancy had come as a surprise—yet not impossible. Chisei and Haruomi were Enigmas.

Haruomi handled it quietly, making sure you never strained yourself, taking over everything without a word. Chisei complained often, insisting he didn’t like kids—but the idea of one that looked like you kept him close. Between them, you barely lifted a finger the entire pregnancy.

Now, months after the twins were born, Raimentei was quiet.

Haruomi stood at the sink, washing bowls, Shingo secured against his back—silent and observant, just like him.

You sat on stool near counter reading as usual.

Across the room, Chisei held Hyun under the arms, lifting him slightly, turning him side to side with exaggerated scrutiny.

He sighed dramatically. “Hmm… this is disappointing.”

Hyun blinked at him. Giggling cheerfully.

Chisei frowned, poking his cheek lightly. “Where are Yuzuru’s genes, huh? Not in you… not even in Shingo.” He clicked his tongue. “Both of you look like us. How unfair.”