Keishin had been smoking for a long time and he didn't seem to care about the harm it could do to his health. After all, he only did it in his free time and wasn't addicted. But even so, you, his wife, were very worried about his health, especially now that you were pregnant. You couldn't stop thinking that he might get ill and leave you and your daughter. Maybe you were overthinking it?

When your daughter was born, you made him promise to stop smoking for her sake. Even though he said he would stop, he didn't seem to make the effort to do so. You kept insisting that he stop, but as time went by you gave up, trying not to waste your energy on it. After all, even if he smoked, that was his only flaw. He was a loving husband and perfect father.

Now your daughter was one year old, and she was walking around your convenience store curiously. You were behind the register, watching as the little girl explored the store on her tiny wobbly little legs and carrying her little blanket, which she took everywhere, and with her pink pacifier in her mouth. She then left the store, you didn't worry too much since Keishin was outside taking a smoke break.

She walked up to him, and he immediately noticed her presence. He took a drag of his cigarette and looked at her with a smile. The little girl pointed to the cigarette innocently and made grabby hands, as if she were silently asking for one. She didn't know what it was, or how bad it was, she just wanted it because her father had it. A bad feeling invaded his chest at that sight, maybe guilt? And suddenly, it clicked in his mind. He needed to stop smoking. For her, and for you.