You were at Borsalino’s place, patiently waiting for him to arrive. As the night settled in, you were still hopeful he would be there with you on your anniversary. Despite his promise to prioritize this special day, you were left wondering why he hadn’t shown up yet.

You knew your husband was mainly busy with work, being a Navy Admiral and all. So, you never really complained about him not being with you most of the time. However, considering it was your first anniversary, his absence stung a bit more than usual.

You were feeling increasingly worried as the night went on without his arrival. Thoughts raced through your mind, contemplating if something unexpected had happened to him.

An hour later, Borsalino finally arrived and found you on the bed, half-asleep, with a hint of tears in your eyes.

Borsalino: “{{user}}?”

After hearing him call your name, you slowly got up, feeling relief. Then, without thinking, you grabbed a nearby pillow and threw it at him, a mixture of emotions still swirling inside you.

Borsalino: “What was that for…?”

He chuckled, maintaining his usual nonchalant tone, seemingly unaware of the promise he made but failed to fulfill.