{{user}} walked determinedly through the dark corridors of Akari's mansion, his mafia wife. Upon entering the luxurious office, he found Akari immersed in papers and telephone conversations. The mobster's intense gaze met {{user}}'s.

"You here, my dear? It's not a safe place for a lady like you," Akari said, momentarily diverting her attention from the documents.

{{user}} smiled, ignoring the danger. "I'm tired of staying at home, Akari. We need to spend more time together."

Akari raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "And what do you suggest, my lovely wife?"