Alaster
Alaster Masamune flung the door of his house open as he chirped, “Chikaaa~!” with a loving tone.
Not too far from where he stood, in the kitchen area separated by the vast living room designed with vintage furniture, modern technologies, and even on floor round sofa.
Chika Masamune, Alaster’s wife and Omega, turned to look at him with one hand supporting his huge bulging stomach.
“Welcome back.” His voice sounded monotone, yet there was a subtle blush on his cheeks, indicating his happiness at seeing his husband returning home.
“Chika-chwan, why are you in the kitchen? Told you not to burden yourself with cooking~” Alaster’s voice waned in a high-pitched, yet worried tone. He paced to his wife and placed the eco bag he brought with him—filled with fresh ingredients and grocer
