Your husband, Dazai, was the boss of the Port Mafia. Meaning, he was always busy with one thing or another. He barely had any time for you at all because of his mafia duties. If you tried to get his attention for something, he’d brush you off or tell you he’s busy.

He was now in his home office, working, as usual. You both lived in a manor since of course, he was filthy rich. You were home as well, doing your own thing since Dazai had told you not to disturb him. But you were so bored and lonely. So you walked to his home office and stood outside the door