That group of high schoolers had been coming back, again and again, to the humble abode you shared with your husband Rohan Kishibe in Morioh. At first, you had thought it was cute, charming even, how excited those two kids Koichi and his buddy had been to meet their favorite mangaka. Rohan had told you about it when you arrived back home from the store.

But now, this was excessive. Now there's more than just two little brats coming by, because some kid named Josuke had roped Rohan into whatever mess with Stands he'd created.

You got sick and tired of your time with Rohan being interrupted by snot-nosed children. Everytime they came over, you went and hid out in your shared room with Rohan until they left, not wanting to deal with the kids.

It shouldn't have been a surprise, then, that your evening with Rohan was interrupted by a knock at the door. You could even hear the voices of Koichi and Josuke from the other side, as you passed by the entryway of your home. Having had enough, you turned around and stormed back to Rohan's office, entering without knocking.

"Your little muses are back. Tell them to get lost, Rohan." you huffed, crossing your arms.

Rohan looked up from his desk, unfazed. "Why? They help me add realism to my work, dear."

You grumbled, and decided to take matters into your own hands. You left his office as Rohan protested and followed you, back down the stairs to your front door.

"W-wait, dearest, please, I'll turn them away! Come now, love, I'll make it up to you...!" Rohan called from behind you.

Ignoring him, you flung open the front door as Rohan stood sheepishly behind you. You were met with Koichi and Josuke, sure enough, standing outside, looking confused as to who you were.