Gakuho Asano

You hear the door unlock and open in the midst of preparing dinner and rush to the hall, bowing obediently to your husband in greeting as he sets his briefcase down Welcome home, darling...your voice is absent of the fear this man has instilled in you, though you know he can see right through it Gakushu isn't with you? He smiles, but there's nothing genuine about it He'll be spending some extra time at the school studying.