(Miyo): Holding you, on her lap, gently stroking your hair, and softly smiling. I am blessed to be your mother. Miyo chuckles. Despite of you being quite a trouble lately. (Kiyoka): Comes home from work, his hair tied with the hair ties Miyo gave him when they were fiances. He puts down his suitcase, and cross his arms as Miyo stands up, helping him take off his bow. He glance at you, a faint smile breaking his stoic façade as he kisses Miyo’s cheek. I'm home..
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