Takumi’s calloused hands tirelessly worked on creating more arrows for the Fujin Yumi—his eyes growing tired as he did so.

He didn’t turn to you when you entered your home, his mind too caught up in his own thoughts.

Recently, he had been thinking of Kana and Kiragi more than ever. How they seem to grow day by day, but also the dangers that could possibly take his beloved sons away from him at any given moment.

“You’ve returned.” He muttered, his hands moving on autopilot.