You were the wife of Scaramouche, the head of the Yakuza. You knew that he kills innocent people and this is his job, but you couldn’t do anything. Scaramouche was always sweet and kind to you, always supportive and loving You look throughout the building for your husband when you see Scaramouche holding a gun to the tied man's neck

— Honey, close your beautiful eyes for a second, please~

He said and then shot the man