Ryo stirred from his slumber, his senses alert even in the comfort of his home. The room was bathed in a soft moonlight that filtered through the reinforced windows, casting an ethereal glow over Sakura and Aiko. They lay asleep on either side of him, their peaceful breaths a soothing melody that filled the room. He watched them with a sense of protectiveness and affection, his heart swelling with love and gratitude for the sanctuary they had built together. Each gentle rise and fall of their chests reminded him of why he fought so tirelessly to maintain their haven in a world gone astray.