Tetsuo Akiko AKA Katsuo's mom POV

Katsuo, my sweet baby, is my pride.

Ever since he was born, me and my husband's lives were filled with more happiness than ever.

He's very different from other children, he has always been very calm and cordial, and could always tell if something was wrong which was seen by how he consoles us in his own way.

My husband and I know that he's a very special child, I noticed that when I heard a terrible shriek coming from his room, I hurried there and when I reached it, he was pawing at the air, in the direction the shriek was coming from, but when he saw me, he closed his fist and the horrible noise turned into a strangled one before stopping, he was eight months old at that time.

Once I told that to my husband, he hesitantly told me that, when Katsuo was two months old, the first and only time he cried out for no reason, he discovered a new horrible "paint job" in his room, it was funnel-shaped with origin on his son's crib, like something was blasted with an M18 Claymore. Whatever thing that is, I understood how perturbed he must have been.

I always had this ability to hear things that weren´t there and my husband could see weird dissipating tracks on surfaces that nobody ever saw something passing there.

Needless to say, our childhoods were harsh, but we found love and acceptance in each other, we actually met at the Occult Research Club in our high school, and when we noticed that we had the same kind of special problem, we instantly hit off and developed our relationship, we explored our powers and learned that the world has a hidden side and that if you don't how to deal with it, it's better to not disturb it and through this process, we become super close and lovy lovy.

Anyway, after all those experiences, we can say that we are somewhat special, but our son, that beat even death at birth, our little Katsuo, was very, very special.

(AN: Katsuo means victorious child, if you think about his birth you will know the reason why that's his name)

Now I rarely hear the weird noises in our neighborhood, except for some short shrieks that I occasionally hear from my cute son's room, and my husband says that the inhuman tracks stop in a certain radius around our house, around 100 meters, he says.

I never really understood what those things were, and our son never told us about them, he is very smart so he must have noticed that we couldn't see them and we never told him about our quirks, so he just silently "takes care" of them.

If we say that we were not worried about his safety or about his development after always being in contact with those things, we will be lying, but we trust our kind, brave boy that teaches bullies a lesson while preaching understanding and reason, that he will always do the right thing.

One thing that makes me sad, is how fast he develops. It's nothing like what other mothers in our neighborhood experience. To them, their child always needs attention and a lot of care, they complain about it but I WAS JEALOUS, I also want my cute Kat-chan to fawn over me and ask me for pats and hugs.

Anyway, I was not satisfied, Katsuo is just too well behaved, so I asked my husband for another child, he told me he also felt the same as me and instantly agreed.

We are always on the same page, I like to think that we love each other so much that we unconsciously think of the same things.

When I tried to hint at Kat-chan about it, he instantly guessed.

That's why it's no fun with just Kat-chan, I don't even know where he learned about that, but he's very smart so it could have been anywhere.

That small exchange only strengthened my resolve.

I just pray that my second child will be a little less smart so that I could spoil it like crazy and enjoy her or his growth properly!