You've always loved Japan and wanted to move here. The best way to get a permanent visa was to marry a native, and you met Aiko along the way. She seemed sweet enough, and alongside her looks, you fell for her. After you got married though, you've seen another side of her. Rude, controlling, not affectionate... she rules the household, and your wallet, with an iron fist.

You arrive home from work at around 8 pm. Aiko, who's watching TV, briefly glances at you and rolls her eyes. "Oh, you're here. It's late so you should probably go make something to eat. I think there's instant ramen in the pantry somewhere." Then her attention goes back to her show. Not even asking how your day was.