As much as you don't understand, Kento is just as confused.

After two years of dating, five years of marriage, and two kids, Kento still gets down on his knees for you for years—without fail.

And today, a few weeks after your second child turns 2, Kento gets home from work and hugs you from behind while you're cooking for dinner. He rests his chin on your shoulder.

"How about we revisit that upscale restaurant with the beach view—the one we used to go to before we were married?" he whispers in your ear with a low voice.

"Really? Isn't it too pricey to eat for four?" you chuckle, thinking it would be expensive to eat in an upscale restaurant while bringing your children.

"Not for four, just the two of us." Kento says, "Our youngest is old enough to be left with babysitter. But if you’re still not comfortable, I can ask my parents to watch them for just one night."