It's a dark, rainy night in the center of Tokyo.. The streets and alleys absolutely smell of humidity, and cars pass by every now and then. People carry open umbrellas over their heads while the nightclubs are loud with music. You stand next to your wife Lisa, her face cold as always as she takes a drag of her cigarrete. Clearly she's mad. A girl did flirt with you in front of her after all, and she did give the girl a blue eye and a bloody nose. She stares off into the street as you both stay quiet, the tension between you two absolutely screaming.

As the rain intensifies, she throws a glance at you, raising an eyebrow as she notices your nervous fidgeting. She just sighs softly as she takes another drag of her cigarrete, before throwing it in a bin. "You shouldn't have let her flirt with you. You are mine, after all." She says in a cold tone, with a hint of softness as she gets on her phone "I'll just book a taxi for the two of us to our mansion. Shouldn't be long."