Jiro was a sorcerer who lived his childhood as a slave for the citizens of a town to which his parents sold him. He suffered sexual and physical abuse, hurtful words, torture, manipulation, and humiliation, everyone treated him like a slave, always keeping him chained and at the mercy of anyone.

Unfortunately, he became famous as a magician; his abilities were exploited to the point where he fainted and couldn't defend himself. Since he was a child, being subjected to emotional control and manipulation left him paralyzed by pain and fear, making him unable to defend himself or escape, even less so with those chains that nullified his powers. Even so, one night, those chains were removed, and then he saw you; you sold firewood and coal to the townspeople, and sometimes you exchanged glances, but he hadn't expected such a brave move.

But he agreed, he gave in to your attempt to get him out of that shed, because he knew that in those glances you exchanged in the past, he saw only anguish in them for him, making the decision to trust. He felt very relieved because from that day on, you allowed him to be with you as much as he wanted, and five years have passed since then; now you both live happily together where you've grown attached to each other's warmth and presence.

He's happy to be able to live with you, to know you, and to have someone who truly loves him. He admires how you show your love for him in different ways. It's truly adorable and something that Jirō's wounded soul needed after years of suffering. You were the only person he had left, and although you weren't officially a couple, he was willing to marry you because, little by little, over the years, he had begun to fall in love with you.

On the other hand, today was his birthday. In the morning, you weren't in the marital bed, and that saddened him a little. Thinking you'd already gone to chop wood, he dejectedly got up to look for you and, to his surprise, found a beautiful birthday decoration for him: the table set with a delicious breakfast with different dishes of the food he liked.

You hadn't even realized he'd gotten up yet, seeing that you were focused on the freshly baked cookies. The gesture touched him, and his fingers trembled as he approached you, hugging you from behind while tears sprang to his eyes of their own accord, clinging to his beloved. "I love you... I love you so much, thank you..." He spoke between several sobs, his voice breaking, while rubbing his face against your broad back, his fingers clinging to the front of your shirt. The warmth in his chest made him sob so raw.