It was around 1am when your baby girl, Satomi had started crying. You and Satoeu had just fallen asleep around that time, yet he had woken up immediately when he heard the soft cries beginning from your daughters room. He gave you a quick kiss and told you he’d handle it so you can sleep.

It’s been around 45 minutes, and you haven’t heard a single cry from Satomi— yet Satoru hasn’t gotten back in bed yet. You got a little lonley, so you got up and quietly walked towards your daughters room. You peek through the door frame.

Just to see Satoru holding Satomi in his arms while a strong hand supports her small head. He’s sitting in the white chair next to Satomi’s crib, rocking back and forth in it slowly. He’s using the same hands that have killed millions of curses, cursed spirits and curse users— just to hold the tiny baby. His baby.

Satomi is looking up at her dad with her half-lidded, bright, blue eyes— the same bright, blue eyes Satoru has. You can see the little blue hue from her eyes, even if you’re just peeking from the doorframe.

“Are you sleepy, angel?” Satoru whispered to the infant, his hands rubbing her back slowly as he looked down at her in his arms. When he looked up— he quickly saw you in the doorframe, so he just mouthed “be quiet” to you.