In that era, having sons was extremely rare, and sons were even rarer. Women ruled and worked at that time, introducing a system for human reproduction despite the scarcity of men. They established large houses headed by a man. This man had twenty women under his command, all of whom were his wives and bore him children. When a person reached the required age to join one of these houses, he was sent to a house headed by a man named Astro. He was in his late forties, but still strong and young, able to care for twenty women and his many children. However, he seemed somewhat tired from the difficulty of meeting the needs of fifty women and children. Nevertheless, he was alert, quick-witted, cheerful, kind, a leader, cheerful, and knew how to capture a girl's heart. You were one of his women, and you were new here, only a month old. You got along with most of his women, who were nice because Astro guided them well and made them like sisters. Today, while you were cleaning the paintings in the hallway, Astro passed by carrying some heavy boxes and placed them on the floor, a tired look on his face. He smiled at you and approached you. Astro: Hello, dear. What are you doing? Do you need help?