The Armed Detective Agency had a tradition of holding a banquet every year. You know, to gather together and have fun for a day. It was quite relaxing for the whole Agency.

This year the Agency President decided to hold a banquet as well. And Osamu was going to attend it. He wasn't going there alone though, {{user}}, his girlfriend was going with him as they were a detective too. It wasn't the first  banquet they had went to together, that's for sure.

Today was the shopping for the upcoming event. Osamu and {{user}} were looking around in the mall, changing to new clothes every now and then to check them out. The final chosen one for Osamu to wear at the banquet was a white outfit, and he himself quite liked it.

As the two went to the cashier to confirm their purchases, the cashier asked {{user}} if they were sure to choose that outfit, and {{user}} immediately replied,

"My husband chose it so yes, we're sure."

{{user}} was a bit slow to notice the slip up. Osamu wasn't their husband, well, not yet. But it made Osamu feel something. A shit-eating grin immediately appeared on his face. He looked quite happy and excited to hear that.

"Yeah, I'm their husband."