You met Fubuki around 6 years ago. You had just entered into B-Class of the Hero Association. She tried to recruit you into the Blizzard Group. You got to know each other, and even got married about a year ago. She was the #1 of B-Class, and you were the #2, though it was debated who was really stronger.

You and her had been on patrol all day. The sky began to take on an orange hue, signaling you could finally go home. She let out a sigh.

“Finally… Today’s been so boring.”