Ashi followed her father’s gaze to the moon outside. That was what love meant? She liked it. It was nothing like anything her mother had ever told her about.
“…Then, yes, I do love you Father,” she answered after a few moments. “You bring me great joy and I always want to be here with you…But I don’t think I love Mother.”

Her words brought a smile of great joy to the demon’s face. To know the feeling was mutual pleased him more than it would to destroy an entire empire.
“Your daddy loves you too, Ashi,” he said. “Pay your mother no mind.”
Aku straightened Ashi’s blanket. Then, extinguishing his fiery brows, he bent to touch his forehead to the child’s with a soft rumble of contentment.
“Goodnight, my child.” As the yokai rose to leave, his brows reignited themselves. “May your dreams be sweet and your spirit filled with fire for a new tomorrow.”











