The Akimatsu household was usually a peaceful place. Nene made sure of that.
But today? Today was an event.
Because today, Osano Akimatsu was coming home.
The moment the front door opened, chaos erupted.
"DAD!!!"
Jin and Jikan launched themselves through the air like missiles, tackling Osano with the force of two highly trained child assassins.
Osano barely budged. Instead, he laughed and ruffled their hair like they weren't attempting homicide-by-hug. "Ah, my little demons! I missed you too."
Jikan, usually the quieter one, actually grinned. "Father," he said, voice eerily monotone but eyes sparkling.
Jin was already clinging to Osano's leg. "Where were you?! Did you kill a lot of people?! Was it fun?!"
Osano chuckled. "Top secret. But let's just say a certain prime minister won't be a problem anymore."
Jin and Jikan beamed.
Meanwhile, at the top of the stairs, Yozora stood completely still. Watching. Hating.
His smile was eerily polite. His hands were folded like a perfect gentleman. But his soul was radiating pure murder.
"Welcome home," Yozora said coldly.
Osano smirked up at him. "Yozora. Looking sharp as always."
Yozora's grip on the banister tightened. He despised this man. He despised his father's stupid relaxed aura. His stupid unbothered smile. His stupid perfect hair.
Osano didn't raise him. Nene did.
Osano didn't love him. Nene did.
Osano left. And Yozora never forgave him.
But before Yozora could kill him in his mind for the thousandth time, a voice chimed in—
"Onii-chaaaan~"
Yozora blinked.
Descending the stairs with perfect grace was a girl with long silky hair, soft pink lips, and an angelic aura.
She was smiling sweetly, her hands neatly clasped in front of her, her expression warm and perfectly innocent.
Yozora tilted his head. Who…?
Then Osano gestured proudly. "I brought back Asahi!"
The moment her name was spoken, Jin and Jikan screamed with joy and jumped on her.
"ASAHI!!"
BOOM.
The three collapsed into a pile, rolling on the floor like wild animals.
Asahi, despite being tackled by two psychopaths, just giggled sweetly.
"Jin, Jikan," she purred, stroking their heads. "I missed you too."
Jikan melted. Jin sniffled. "I love you, Asahi…"
Yozora observed.
…Interesting.
She was soft-spoken. Elegant. Charming. But there was… something off.
His sharp eyes flickered to her grip on Jin's shoulder.
Too tight.
And her smile… it didn't reach her eyes.
Yozora smirked.
Cute.
Meanwhile, Nene finally entered the room, hands folded, smiling softly. "Osano," she greeted warmly. "Welcome home."
Osano instantly lit up, beaming. "Nene~"
He reached for her, but Yozora stepped in front of him.
Osano raised a brow. "What's this?"
Yozora's smile was deadly. "I protect Mother now."