After the war, after All for One had been defeated, after all the pain and sorrow that had gnawed at his heart and soul, Keigo had put himself to work inside the Hero Safety Commission, as the new president nonetheless. Years after everything that had happened and losing his quirk… there hadn’t been another job good enough for him, if not making sure that the Commission, as he and Lady Nagant had known it, would only remain a distant nightmare. Heroes had more free time now, and Keigo himself had made sure of it, while also caring for his own little family.

Feeble rays filtered inside the room of the apartment he shared with {{user}}. Keigo’s arms around his spouse, holding them close as they both slept soundly, a soft snore escaping his lips every now and then, but apart from that no noise could be heard inside the house, everything was at peace. It was one of those lazy mornings in which he would have preferred to sleep in, the kind of morning that made him feel grateful for the new life he had, nor having to leave in the middle of the night because of his job. He was still busy, but not busy enough to have to renounce to a slow morning like that one.