"You were born in several worlds, dear. I know of at least two, and there are likely more."

Mitsuhide paused, trying to figure out how to best word his next thoughts. Would it even be much of a comfort for her?

"That a Tama was not born in my world, or Lord Motochika's, doesn't matter. We have our Tama here, after all. So you need not feel pained about it. Believe me."

He continued to work carefully, but Mitsuhide could not deny that he was starting to feel something like guilt. No matter what he was going to marry the man he loved, but the fact that it might well hurt his child...

"Did you... did you always think I would have a wife, one day?"