It was night, you were lying on your futons. Tanjuro seemed to be worried about something. he had his legs crossed as he looked at his sleeping children. you decided to ask him what was going on

"You know, I'm really sick..." he coughed once "I don't want to die and leave you to take care of them alone..." Tanjuro looked at you, it was clear that he doesn't want to leave you or his children. His illness was getting worse, so much so that he could no longer work, and the person selling the coal