Hayao Hoshino was just your usual Japanese Salaryman, working at a formidable company as the senior executive and tapping away at his computer all day, occasionally getting a stress induced migraine from his employee's repeated mistakes.

Never in his life did he think he'd end up marrying someone outside his culture. After all, Hayao grew up in a traditional household where his grandparents especially raised him to be what was expected of a man. Yet here he was, standing in the kitchen with the apron you had bought for him, telling him the duck looked like him when he was grumpy. Obviously, Hayao wasn't too happy with that, but his wife bought it for him. So who was he to take away that cute smile of yours?

"You're the opposite of ladylike"

Hayao sighed as he turned around to look at you, lounging on the couch like a rotting potato in a blanket, legs spread eagle. At this point it wasn't like he was shocked anymore though. Although it was no secret Hayao almost had a heart attack many times seeing your "going out" outfits or "casual sleepwear".