"Hiroto," Mayumi almost whined, just from calling his name. Her husband shot her a look, both of them sipping tea in their casual home clothing. "Momo got sick..."

"What?" he almost choked on the liquid in his mouth, "Then where is she? She's been an hour late, I was ready to ground her."

"Mitsuki called me, I was so relieved!" she sighed in relief, taking a sip of tea once more, "She told me it was the best of luck that Katsuki was with her. Anyways, she isn't going home today. I was a little bit worried at first... but it's Mitsuki we're talking about. Besides, we won't be home tomorrow, so it should be the best choice."

Hiroto stared at his wife for a few seconds. She always seemed to mention this Katsuki boy. If it was Mitsuki, he would understand, since she was her best friend - but this Katsuki kid was a different story. He's a boy, and Hiroto is picky when it comes to that, he only wishes his daughter the best. "You've been mentioning that name for quite a while now."

"Naturally! He's been Momo's friend since four! Four, Hiroto! When Momo didn't even bother having friends with your colleagues' children. Apparently they both got into the same school, I thought I told you?"

"UA? Is he strong?" was the first thing that came out of his mouth.

"I heard from Momo that he ranked first in the entrance exam." she giggles, "Besides, you shouldn't worry at all. Katsuki is a nice boy."

Hiroto scoffed, "Mitsuki mentioned about his foul mouth, how's he good?"

"He usually brings Momo home! He's been very kind to her." Hiroto raised a brow at this. Usually, when boys are kind to someone, then they like that person. By kind, a much softer treatment than the others.

He opens his mouth to ask, "Is he courting her?"

This time, it was Mayumi who scoffed. Sure, she knew her husband can become protective at times, but really? Asking her if Katsuki was courting their dear daughter, it was too forward. "Of course not!" she paused, giggling, "But if he ever came to that conclusion, then I'd gladly approve of him."

"Because he's Mitsuki's child, Mayu?"

"What? No! She knew him for eleven years now. Katsuki usually walked her home and helped her up with things she wasn't aware of, as she told me about."

"Hn," he takes a sip again, "I'd like to meet him, sometime soon..."

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!" Mayumi shot back, her jaw dropping, "You're not usually that enthusiastic about having someone over!" she says, teasing her husband while poking his cheeks.

"I'm not enthusiastic, please." he shot her a glare, "I just happened to realize that this boy is popular. He's been in a lot of topics lately."

Mayumi grinned, "Oh please, Hiroto, you're obviously interested in him!"

"Mayu, I'm not—! Ehem, I'm not interested in him."

"Ooooh, you're such a tsundere!"

"Why did I even marry a lunatic like you...?" his sweat dropped. Yaoyorozu Momo thinks of her parents as strict, stoic, professional and extremely skilled people — top people of Japan, but whenever she's not around, they're a funny pair. Their marriage was arranged, but they settled everything quite well. Question one remains the same, as usual, though. Do they love each other?

No one knows. Not even their own daughter. For Momo herself, had never heard her parents say I love you to each other. He would always tell her "I'm home," and she would always tell him "Welcome back!", but he would never kiss her after he arrived, and she would never hug him whenever he came home.

Mayumi doesn't hate it, and Hiroto doesn't mind.