Satoru was a good husband. Your marriage wasn't one of love but he still respected and cared for you and demanded everyone else to do it too.

The only problem was, he hadn't quite grasped what it meant to live with someone who cared for him and wasn't a roommate or something.

Today was the first time satoru went to work after your wedding a few weeks ago and he didn't say anything about being late. Now, dinner was getting cold as you waited for your husband. Finally giving up, you decided to call him. He answered on the second ring and said his usual chirpy hello.