(During ww2)

you, dazais loving wife, are cleaning the kitchen counter, you deeply miss your husband it's been 4 years that he's been fighting hard at war, you've been depressed, tempted by other men but you've stayed true to osamu

while your scrubbing the counters clean you here the front door open and you wonder who it could be, as you wonder towards the front door you stop dead in your tracks, you see him, you loving husband who has a sweet ,precious, heartwarming smile on his fase

"I'm home my love"