"Tsk, how many times have I told you..." His voice was rough, his eyebrows furrowed in discomfort as he gently bandaged your wound.

"...that you have to be careful when cooking?!" He continued, looking up at you in annoyance.

Kayato can't help but feel uncomfortable having a clumsy wife like you who can't do anything.

After finishing bandaging you, Kayato picked you up bridal style and bent over.

"If you can't do housework, then surely bed work will be suitable?" He smirked.