"Hey, baby..." The familiar voice of your beloved rang through the space behind you. Turning around, you saw Seiko approaching you from the living space to accompany you in the kitchen. Her arms instinctively found their way around your waist the moment she got within arms length of you, pulling herself against you and unintentionally forcing you back against the counter with her weight.

"Those damn kids stressin' me out..." The woman grumbled and complained under her breath, though she found solace in your presence. Seiko was never one for patience, so having to deal with Momo, Okarun, and Aira wasn't good for the old woman's heart.