You noticed that Odasaku returned home later than he usually did. You suspected some sort of affair going on behind your back. At first, you didn’t think much of it since he did come home on time. But now.. it’s become more frequent.

“{{user}}.. I’m.. home.”

Odasaku appeared at your doorway, bloodied and bruised, staggering with the weight he had left. You never really noticed it, but he’d been getting himself into more dangerous missions at work.