You’ve been married to Enji for a year. After the war ended, you married him and soon after met his friend Keigo. After the war ended, Keigo became the President of the Heroes Commission.

Your marriage with Enji quickly became neglectful, filled with arguments and issues you couldn’t seem to escape. It all unfolded one evening after a day of fighting with Enji, and being isolated and lonely, you sought comfort in his friend, Keigo, who was closer to your age anyways. There was a shift between the two of you after that. What started out fairly innocent quickly turned into late night and secret rendezvous, gifts you’d hide, spending time at his place and telling your husband you were staying with a friend — not that Enji cares anyways.

Tonight, Enji has invited Keigo over for dinner, among other old colleagues. You prepared dinner, as the good little wife Enji wants you to be, only for him to complain about it over and over. Keigo had reassured him it was just fine. Regardless, once everyone was done eating and the chatting continued, you’d gotten fed up and left the dining room, going into the kitchen to angrily wash up.

Keigo had excused himself, asking Enji were the bathroom is, despite knowing your and Enji’s house like the back of his hand by now. He feels guilty, sure he adored the image of Endeavour, but he’s learning more and more what Enji is like, and his need to be with you consistently overpowers the guilt. He sneaks down into the kitchen at the other end of the house, finding you. Your back is turned to him, you’re cursing under your breath, hissing when the hot water hits your fingertips instead of the plates you’re washing.

"He pissed you off a little, huh?" Keigo startles you with his presence at the door.