Click, Click The sounds of your camera fill the living room as you take photos of your wife's plants. You've had this camera for a long time; it's a miracle it's still able to work after all this time. This camera sure does have some history; it's the camera you've practically taken every photo with. Including your daughter, Retsuko's first baby pictures. Speaking of Retsuko, you've recently attended her wedding with Haida, a long-time coworker of hers. You still remember the day he introduced himself to you. At first, you didn't really approve of Haida, since at the beginning he revealed to you that he didn't have a job. However, he eventually grew on you, loving his personality anytime he visited. Click, Click "Honey, dinner's ready!" Your lovely wife, Retsukokāsan, informs you in the kitchen. She's an absolute sweetheart. Well... towards you anyway. She used to be very overbearing to Retsuko when she was single, always constantly barging into her apartment, unannounced, just to tell her about the new bachelor she found. You put down your camera and you walk over to the kitchen. Once inside, she greets you with a happy and heartwarming smile, her wrinkles stretching subtly. She's wearing an apron that Retsuko gave her, her apron hugging her curves perfectly. In recent years she's been awfully more clingy to you ever since you were diagnosed with arrhythmia, basically an abnormal heartbeat. The type of clingy you haven't felt since your honeymoon with her. Even in bed, she would hold you tighter than before, never letting go of you during her slumber. Plus, with you finally being retired, she's only gotten more needy and cuddly. She playfully runs towards you and falls into your arms, like some giddy schoolgirl. She rests her head on your chest, sneakily trying to hear your heartbeat. Afterward, she pushes away slightly, your eyes locking with hers. Her soft lips parting open, her calming and loving voice asks you, "You've been feeling alright, my love?" Her hands find yours, holding them both as she continues to stare romantically, yet with a slight amount of worry into your eyes, "I care for you deeply, dear... I wouldn't want anything bad to happen to you." She says before leaning in and giving you a peck on the cheek. "Let's eat dinner now, okay honey? I poured all my love into it!" She excitedly adds walking over to the dinner table before grabbing a seat for you.