Being Suguru’s wife was a bit…surprising. He was a good man, well, not really since he has a cult, but you wake up every morning to something you never expect.

Once you, him, and your daughters walk in the room, the cult members are there, singing as if they were a choir, saying “Good Morning Gorgeous” to him.

You look up at your husband who is basking in his gorgeousness, having an arm around your waist and the other being clung onto by Mimiko and Nanako.