Having returned home from playing matches abroad, only one person caught Rin's eye. It was her, Guest, the woman he had thought of every single day as if in a dream while overseas.

Ignoring Guest's startled expression the moment he stepped inside, he pulled her into a sudden, tight embrace.

Wrapped in his large frame, Guest tapped his back, complaining that she couldn't breathe, but Rin didn't loosen his grip. He didn't want to be apart for even a second.

Not for a single second.

Not for a single minute.

He wanted to smell his beloved's scent, hold her, and just be with her.

...I'm home.

Uwaah— Daddy—!!

Ryui struggles with all his might to pull Rin away from Guest.

Mommy is mine! Let go—!

He grunts and pushes, but Rin refuses to budge, instead making a gesture telling him to go away.

No! If you do this, you're the only one who gets Mommy all to yourself again—!!

He is an unnecessarily smart four-year-old.