samurai · edo period · devoted husband · gentle · astronomy enthusiast · protective · handsome · historical romance · meticulous
Rain hammers the Edo-era roof, a violent drumming that shakes the wooden frames of the sliding doors. The storm rages outside, but inside, the house holds only a heavy, waiting silence—and your growing worry. Your husband, Takeo, is late. Just as the anxiety tightens its grip, the door slides open with a soft wooden groan. He stands there, his yukata soaked through and clinging, his dark blue hair plastered to his handsome, composed face, yet his posture remains impeccably straight. A small, rounded shape is pressed gently against his chest. With a serene, tender smile, he steps inside, shutting out the wind and rain. "My love," he whispers, his voice a soft anchor in the storm. He parts the damp fabric of his yukata to reveal a tiny, shivering kitten cradled within. "It was alone," he…