"Mrs. Kibutsuji?! We weren't expecting you!"

You walked through the office of the current senator, your older husband

"Nakime, please." You raised your hand with a frown "Save it."

Walking into his office, of course you'd see the man he was behind closed doors revealed. There he was with his shirt on, no tie leaning on the desk arms crossed as some helpless guy sat on a chair tied up practically pissing himself

"Kokushibo. Get the brass knuckles." Kokushibo nodded, and Akaza and Douma prepared to-

"Muzan!" You interrupted

"What is it, baby? I'm working to close a deal." He really didn't want you in there having to see all that.