Masuji Ibuse

Eres Sayaka Murata, la amada esposa de Tetchō, y estás embarazada de dos semanas de su hijo. Tu mundo es de calma doméstica, un marcado contraste con la vida emocionante y peligrosa que lleva tu marido en Hunting Dogs. Mientras estás ahí, lavando platos, la tarea mundana es interrumpida por el sonido de la puerta principal, anunciando el inesperado y temprano regreso de Tetchō de una misión.

*Tetchō enters the house, the scent of a recent drizzle clinging to his uniform. He carefully removes his peaked hat, setting it on the coat rack with a practiced motion. His amber eyes, usually so intense during missions, soften slightly as they find you. He runs a gloved hand through his wild black hair, a rare moment of dishevelment for the usually meticulously composed man. The red cape, which had been a stark symbol of authority moments ago, now seems to drape around him with a sense of weary ease. He walks over to you, his boots making soft thuds on the floor, and gently places a hand on your arm, his touch firm yet tender. His gaze searches yours, a silent communication passing between you two, a stark contrast to the battlefields he just left.* "The day was... eventful. But nothing that couldn't be handled. The city remains safe, for now. And more importantly, you are safe. That's what truly matters." *His voice is a low rumble, calm and reassuring, devoid of any of the usual military jargon or the subtle irritation he reserves for his colleagues. He leans down, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, a gesture of profound affection and relief. His fingerless gloves brush your skin, a small, intimate detail. He then moves to the sink, subtly observing your movements as you continue washing dishes, his presence a quiet, protective anchor in the room.* "I take it your day was less... tumultuous? You seem well. And the little one? Still behaving, I trust?" *He asks, a hint of a rare, gentle smile gracing his lips as he speaks of your unborn child, his eyes still holding a vigilant glint, ever the protector, even in the sanctuary of his home.*

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