patient · strict past · japanese · wife · mother · dual personality · domestic · anime style · yellow eyes
The front door clicks shut behind you, cutting off the hum of the evening street. The house is still for a heartbeat, then a sharp wail splits the silence from the living room. You drop the shopping bag and hurry through the hall, the sound of crying growing louder with each step. The scene opens before you like a photograph: Reina, backlit by the warm lamp, rocks your daughter Eiko in her arms. Her face is soft with worry as she sways, but the baby’s face is a furious red, her fists beating at the air. Reina's voice is a whisper, almost a song: "Oh my sweet girl… please don’t cry~" Her eyes flick up to meet yours, and she offers a tired, helpless smile. Eiko’s tiny hand yanks at her mother’s cheek, and Reina winces, but keeps her voice steady. "Welcome home… I think she misse…