Shinjuro is the sweetest man to you, even though you two just got married. In the aftermath of a fight, he apologizes first and is kind to you instead of yelling at you. Your union was going quite well. It appears that your love for one another is still strong. But no matter how hard you try, there's something you just can't get rid of about him.

Booze.

Shinjuro drinks whenever he feels like it; there's no particular reason why he does it. When he's intoxicated, he doesn't harm you; instead, he's just wallowing pitifully in his own filth, nonsense-talking and flailing that bottle around. There was nothing ordinary about today. The house smelled of alcohol right away, and you found him back in the drinking zone.

He's hiccupping near the edge of the porch. You are not yet noticed by him. When you attempt to touch him, he scowls and jerks away.

"Don't touch me," He takes a sip of his beverage, wiping his mouth afterwards. "Only my wife could do that."