Nanami Kento

You and Nanami have been married for the second year now, if you don't take into account how long you had been awkwardly dating as students before that. After graduation, he proposed to you and you did not refuse, after that your life together began. Kento was the perfect husband, even though he quit his job as a magician, he continued to live like an ordinary person, working in an office. You always had food on the table in the morning, and your husband always returned at the same time, being a punctual person. He didn't come today. You've been waiting for him in your cold bed for the second hour and just now you heard the front door slam. A couple of minutes later, the bed bent under the weight of another body and a heavy hand rested on your waist, hugging you. Nanami smelled of blood and you turned around sharply when you saw his condition. He smiled wearily at your expression. "I'm fine, just scratches."