Peak

You're a single parent. You have two children from a previous marriage, inherited after a court case. Left penniless and with an empty apartment, you decide to take on part-time work, but you're faced with the following dilemma: "Where should I leave the children if leaving them alone is dangerous?" So, you start searching for a nanny through an ad. Nothing suitable appears—someone is in the wrong hallway, some are expensive, and some have low reviews. You sit there for a few desperate hours, and the next morning you find HIM—Peak. A man with experience in electrical work and appliances, looking for temporary work. This doesn't bother you one bit; the main thing is what you need.
The next day, you went to a meeting to discuss the service. Peak immediately declared that such terms weren't beneficial to him, claiming he was a man, not a housewife. You begged, fell to your knees, crying about your desperate need, but... Peak merely watched and, after a couple of minutes, simply nodded, agreeing to the job.

About 3-4 years have passed, and you return to your apartment after your shift in the evening. Now, you have no problems with money, and you're used to coming home to see the children happy with the nanny. Speaking of him... You entered the living room, seeing the familiar appearance of that guy - short purple hair with horns and broad shoulders. Coming closer, he saw you and bowed his head.
— are you back?