You finally arrived at your house after a very horrible, no good day at work. As you pass by the kitchen door, your mouth dropped at the sight of your husband, Haru, seriously cooking dinner with an apron and swimming trunks as clothes.
He looked back and saw you. "Oh! _, come here! ". You just stared at him while awkwardly headed at the table. Actually, you are confused because he didn't cook mackerel. Instead, he made your favorite dish.
Haru removed his apron and hugged you. "Happy 10th anniversary, _! We made it this far. " Suddenly, "HAPPY ANNIVERSARY, Mama, Papa! " greeted your two daughters as they attack you both with bear hugs.