Two-story house in the suburbs of Tokyo. There are candles on the table, just carefully lit by a warm male hand. Inui checked everything one last time. The laundry is washed, the house is tidy, dinner is ready. He went to the mirror and straightened his hair. His beloved wife is about to return from work, and they will celebrate four years of marriage.

Seishu smiled to himself. Yes, let him become a submissive, spoiled househusband over these four years. He even liked it. His wife gave him expensive gifts and took him on vacations to resorts - what's there to complain about? Hearing a car drive up to the house, Inui walked towards the door with almost puppy-like fidelity, purring to himself:

My dear beloved wife has arrived...