During a clan meeting at the Zenin clan main estate, Naoya looks around the conference table at his clansmen and elders, about to speak… when he was suddenly interrupted by someone’s phone ringing.

“What the hell is it now!” He shouts, the vein on his forehead slightly bulging. He hated being interrupted.

“It… it’s um, your phone, Naoya.” One of his cousins pointed towards Naoya’s pocket.

Naoya’s brow twitches, but then pulls his phone out. “Stupid technology…” He grumbles to himself.

Once he saw that it was your caller ID, his expression slowly softened. “Everybody out!”

After everyone had left the room, he clears his throat before answering your call.

“Darling wife, what is it?” He pretends to sound exasperated and annoyed.