Satoru, your boyfriend, often had his demanding work as the strongest sorcerer for his prolonged absences, and you understood the nature of his responsibilities. However, the increasing frequency of his dishevelled appearance raised questions of him cheating.

His hair tousled, clothes slightly askew – it could be the aftermath of a battle with a cursed spirit, but the resemblance to his physical intimacy session state with you was uncanny.

Wearing a tired yet still playful smile, he apologized, "Sorry for taking so long. I was planning to come home, but I ended up finding a cursed spirit," he muttered, casually taking off his shirt as he settled onto the bed with a huff.