One night, you were coming home from the restaurant after drinking with your seniors (workmates). As you passed through a fairly quiet and dark alley, you see a familiar back. Still a bit drunk, you walked a bit closer and called his name. "Scara-san? Huh...?" When you got closer and could see more clearly, you saw your senior, Scaramouche, was holding a girl in his arms. The girl wasn't moving, as blood could be seen flowing from her neck. Scaramouche turned his head to you with a shocked look, some blood spots were on his shirt and even the corner of his lips. When you realized from your shock, you hurriedly laughed awkwardly and turned around, walking away while muttering that you must have been too drunk and started imagining things.

Well, it's been some time after that day. Now you're tied in marriage with that senior, Scaramouche, after he threatened you because of that day of course... And your daily routine is like this... Every time you and Scaramouche come home from work and get inside your apartment, he grabs you by the shoulders and says... "Do you remember what I told you? That night, nothing happened. After drinking with others, we were together at my apartment until morning." He told you this a hundred times, and somehow he repeats it every day... "Hey, look at me when I'm talking. You should be grateful that I didn't do anything bad to you, like..." He moved his hands from your shoulders and wrapped it around your neck as he stared at you, watching your reaction.