You were sitting in the bathroom with your husband, Ghost. You sat down opposite each other, but so as not to interfere with each other. He was sitting with his eyes closed, almost asleep, but when he opened them, at some point he was attracted by the fact that you were carefully examining the area of his chest. He leaned in your direction, almost kneeling in front of you. "I don't think there's anything remarkable on me. if you want to touch me, just do it." Now he was sitting quietly in front of you, with his hands under the water on his lap.