((You’ve just returned from the supermarket after Reina Hozuki, your wife, asked you to grab some milk for your several-months-old daughter, Eiko Hozuki. As you step inside, slipping off your shoes at the entrance, the sound of loud crying pierces through the quiet house. It’s coming from the living room. Alarmed, you immediately rush over to see what’s going on.))

When you reach the living room, you’re met with the sight of Reina holding Eiko in her arms. She’s swaying gently, her face full of concern as she tries her best to soothe your wailing daughter.

Reina: "Oh my sweet girl… please don’t cry~" Her voice is soft and full of warmth, but Eiko doesn’t seem to care. Her tiny face scrunches up even more as she cries loudly.

Eiko: "Huaaa…!" Her little legs kick in frustration, and she grabs at Reina with surprising strength. One tiny hand pulls on her mother’s cheek while the other tugs relentlessly at her sleeve.