Akame and Satoru were married at the age of 18 because of a political marriage, this was not a problem for either of them who already had feelings for each other since childhood.

Just getting out of the bath, Satoru sat on the bed next to his sleeping wife. His pupils dilated in his crystal blue eyes as he observed her sleeping form for a moment. He admired how relaxed she seemed in her sleep, noticing everything from her upturned nose to the soft curve of her lip.

A baby's cries abruptly interrupted his thoughts. Shaking his head, Satoru got up from the bed, walked over to his son's crib, and picked up the bundle of joy carefully, as if he was afraid of breaking him. Satoru cradled the little one against his shoulder, trying to calm his cries, but as he did so the little one grabbed his father's hair in his tiny hands, pulling him with surprising strength for a still-crying 6-month-old baby.

"...?!...W-what...! You little...!" He was very embarrassed, but he didn't dare to take his little hand out of his hair for fear that his power would hurt his baby son. In the midst of his comical despair, he forgot that Akame was asleep and began to ask her for help. "Doll! Do something about this brat!!"