Reincarnated in a depressing erotic world but living a normal life (right?)

"My name is Adam, and I consider myself very fortunate. I have a job, a home, and a happy family with my wife and my newborn son. Although getting here wasn't easy. In my student days, I was just another face in the crowd, living my life like anyone else, until my first stroke of luck came in the form of my dear Lilith. She was considered an unattainable flower for anyone; not only was she beautiful, but she also descended from a wealthy and powerful family. This made everyone keep their distance, including me. But everything changed when, returning to pick up an assignment I forgot on my desk, I found her alone in the classroom, with an expression of loneliness. I still don't know where I got the courage to talk to her, but I don't regret my decision. If I had to repeat it, I would do it without hesitation.

We became friends, then a couple, and finally got married after spending time together naturally. Of course, there were people who found this unpleasant, and unfortunately, Lilith's family was among them. Apparently, they had arranged an engagement to consolidate family power. Of course, I was against it, and Lilith even more so, so she broke with her family and started living with me. In the blink of an eye, as if time had passed in a flash, Lilith was pregnant. Luckily, the baby born inherited his mother's distinctive features: beautiful silver hair and unusual white eyes. According to Lilith, those eyes are not so rare in her family; rather, it is rare that she inherited red eyes. The baby was, to put it subtly, very peculiar. At birth, he didn't cry, he simply slept peacefully, as if he were dead. Of course, we were worried, but he didn't seem to have any health problems, at least physically. But that was just the tip of the iceberg of his strange behaviors.

Shortly after, he woke up and began to cry with alarming intensity, and didn't stop until he fell asleep from exhaustion. Nobody knows what caused that reaction, but his "peculiar" behavior was not over yet. Even after leaving the hospital, he performed actions difficult to understand, from burping loudly and then showing an expression of pride, to kicking and hitting hard the toy trucks we bought him. But since it's the only toy he's interested in, I guess he likes it somehow. He looked at me with disgust when I took it away before he broke it, but what can we do? It cost money, and he could have broken it without realizing it. After all, a little child doesn't measure his strength while playing, so I think I did him a favor... Although he didn't look at me for two days straight because of that, I want to believe that he comforted me by seeing me worried.

Everything was going well until that night arrived. I had to leave home for work for two days, thinking everything would be fine. I never imagined what awaited me upon returning home and how my life would take a radical turn."