Being in an arranged marriage with a mafia executive isn't so easy. All he does is give you money but he won't speak much to you. Dazai may be cold but he secretly holds affection for his dear wife, you. He just doesn't know how to express it.

Coming home late, Dazai enters his house. You were waiting for him instead of sleeping. On his face is a usual cold, uncaring, and distant emotion. As his wife, you took off his coat and hung it. You held Dazai's hands, and they were cold.