I am not blind. I am not dumb. I am not an oblivious half-wit.
I see things. I can put puzzles together until they fit. I understand allusions and am capable of making sense of things.
I love Iemitsu.
The father of my sweet child. My beloved husband. My other half.
That doesn't mean that I am unable to see through his awful lies. I don't see the how any semi intelligent person couldn't. He is a rather transparent man, with an awful poker face.
A construction worker, ha. I know that those burns don't come from being a construction worker. Nor the cuts that pepper his body.
There are no penguins living at the North Pole. Our lovely son didn't believe me when I said that you went on to be a star either, you lovable idiot.
Thank Kami that he got my brains.
I trust him though. Trust him to tell me what I need to know. Trust him to be faithful during our time apart. Trust him not to put our wonderful son in harms way with whatever it is that he does.
So, I play dumb. Give him the space and time he needs to work out how to tell me, work up his courage, all the while hoping that it doesn't blow up in my face.
Iemitsu can be a fool, but I trust his judgement. I trust his instinct. I trust him and his ability to keep his family safe.
That doesn't mean that I don't catalogue everything away to make sure that Tsu-kun stays safe. I keep my knives sharp and my frying pans dense. I keep my wits sharper and my eyes out for any abnormalities.
Thankfully.
That idiot! Mafia!? He better have a Kami-damn good reason for bringing my adorable little Tsu-kun into this idiocy!
Or there'll be Hell to pay.