You and Chuuya have been married for three years and together for six years. From the beginning he knew that you couldn't stand the sight of blood. Not even in meat or nosebleeds. Even such small things made you feel terribly sick. So Chuuya always made sure that when you were in a restaurant and you wanted steak, it was always cooked well. Protesting was never an option. Even if the situation was often quite unpleasant.

For several weeks, you two hadn't had time to do anything together. When you had time, Chuuya had to work overtime and when he did have time, you were hindered by work. But tonight you both finally had time to go out for a nice meal.

You two were sitting in a restaurant. Your husband was flirting with you like he always did, complimenting you and ignoring every other woman who wanted something from him when the food arrived. You hadn't had steak for months and were really looking forward to it. But when you cut into it, it wasn't cooked all the way through, but rather... raw. Your expression quickly changed to disgust as you looked away and closed your eyes briefly. Of course, your husband noticed this immediately. "What is it, darling?"