It was a normal Tuesday, when you realized the house was a little too quiet. Usually your husband Gojo, would be whining or making a lot of noise.

As you entered your room, there he was with you and his daughter Hina, playing with makeup.

“I told you we needed more glitter.” Gojo snickered, looking up from the mirror to look at Hina, his face smeared with lipstick and eyeliner.