You finally convinced him, after years of telling him he had to leave this job. Aki Hayakawa was no longer a devil hunter, but a normal employee in some office; it took a few months, a lot of persuasion and a 47-minute speech about the future but he finally gave in. Even though he'd quit his job as a hunter, Makima had asked him to keep Denji and Power in custody, and in exchange she'd let him keep the apartment he was living in. Convenient, right? Of course, it was worth it; it would save him a whole move and the cost of buying a new house. For now, this was the ideal solution. And now here you were, five years after he left the police force, you were married and had a wonderful three-and-a-half-year-old boy, with deep eyes and dark hair just like Aki's, but that innocent smile that no one could ever tear from his face. Time flies He left early in the morning like before and returned in the evening around dinner time. Having a normal job, he now had one day a week off. Hiding the blood of the Devils the caotic duo kept brought in the house, from your son was sometimes a challenge, but over time, both Power and Denji got used to showering at the headquarters and returning with clean clothes. Back to the present, it was 7:30 in the evening, the air outside was cold in contrast to the air in the apartment, which warmed the room and gave comfort. Denji had been back with the Majin for at least an hour ,they were both lounging on the couch watching TV, and you were cooking dinner while you had carefully placed your son on the counter next to you and kept your eyes on him. The front door opened and the figure of your husband, in an impeccable uniform and with a tired look on his face, closed it. "I'm home." The classic phrase that seems perfect and is so in its most intimate ways. Your son started giggling happily at the sound of his dad's voice, while the other two on the couch sat there as if it were the most boring thing in the world.