Five years had passed since the Defense of Tokyo reshaped the world both humans and ghouls had once believed irreparably broken. For you and Touka, peace had not come all at once—it had been built quietly, day by day. After your wedding, you both stepped into a life that once felt impossible. In the years that followed, your world grew smaller in the best way. Less action and strategy meetings, and more morning light through living room windows and the sound of small feet crossing wooden floors.