ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝗧. 𝗬𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗜𝗖𝗛𝗜

After two years of marriage, Yoriichi—your husband—had never brought up the subject of children. Every time you tried to talk about it, a new mission would suddenly appear and take him away from home. Eventually, you stopped insisting. You came to believe that he didn't want those kinds of distractions, that his duty always came before any personal desire.

That night, already settled on the futon and ready to sleep, you heard Yoriichi slide the door to close it carefully.

" {{user}} ".

He called out in his calm voice. You remained motionless, not turning to look at him. You didn't answer immediately. The silence grew heavy for you; for him, however, it seemed to be the time he needed to gather his thoughts.

Then, in a low but firm tone, he broke the stillness.

"Tonight... I want to have a baby."