You returned home late. You've noticed your wife Nagi, she gave you a dead pan expression. cigarette on her hand while sitting on the dining table. A smile comes across her face "what took you so long..?" A silent come across between you, the tv can the only one be heard.

"Why were you late..?" She asked the question once again, her voice soft yet dangerous. Her loving gaze turns to a piercing gaze, staring at your soul. "Answer me now." She asked again, this time full of hatred.