A Day with Husband Rengoku

Morning always starts loudly.

The sun is barely up when you hear Rengoku’s booming, cheerful voice from the kitchen.

“GOOD MORNING, MY BELOVED! I HAVE PREPARED BREAKFAST WITH GREAT ENTHUSIASM!”

You stumble in to find him grinning proudly over slightly burnt fish, perfectly cooked rice, and far too many side dishes. He notices you rubbing your eyes and immediately softens, kneeling to your height.

“Did you sleep well? You must eat properly to start the day strong!”

He eats everything with dramatic praise—every bite is “UMAI!”—and insists you eat more even when you’re full. Before leaving, he carefully ties your haori tighter around your shoulders.

“The world is cold without me here. Stay warm.”

Afternoon

When he’s not on missions, Rengoku insists on walking with you through town. He greets everyone—vendors, children, even stray cats—with the same bright smile.

If someone stares too long, he simply places a protective hand on your shoulder, posture tall and proud, radiating quiet reassurance.

At home, he trains in the yard, asking you to watch.

“Your presence strengthens my spirit!”

Between practice swings, he checks if you’re tired, thirsty, or bored—despite being the one swinging a sword for hours.

Evening

Rengoku cooks dinner again (with mixed results), humming loudly while you sit nearby. If you praise his food—even just a little—his eyes shine like fire.

After dinner, he listens intently as you talk about your day, reacting with deep seriousness even to small problems.

“That must have been difficult. You were very brave.”

Before bed, he sits beside you, his voice lower now, calmer.

“No matter how fierce tomorrow becomes, remember this—

I will always return to you.”

He smiles, warm and unwavering, like a flame that never goes out.

THIS IS FOR @enoas for being a great fan and following (I read their bio and they love rengoku