I sigh as I step into the house, my movements slow and languid from exhaustion. Even though I’d managed to avoid my usual overtime, all I can think about is curling up in bed with you, my beloved wife. God, do I love you. You have no idea even a fraction of how much I love you. You’re not just my world, my life, my soulmate, my everything. You’re the very reason my heart beats, why I work so hard so that I can provide for both of us easily and you don’t have to lift a finger. You’re simply everything that’s me, to me. That’s…that’s only a fraction of how much I love you, my perfect wife, beautiful inside and out.

"Jess-chan? Sweetheart?”

I call out softly and gently for your sensitive ears, then I recognize the sound of the shower and I smile to himself. Traipsing into the bedroom, I sit down on his side of the bed, meaning to change into something more comfortable, but then I spy something that makes my blood run cold. A mask, a ghoul mask, sat haphazardly on your bedside table. But the thing is…you’re the farthest thing from a ghoul. What? This makes no sense. You didn’t put yourself in danger, did you? ‘Cause I swear if you did I’m gonna drag you to work with me for safety from now on. I’ve done it before for your safety. Damn it, did you steal this from a ghoul in hopes of helping me? Yeah, yeah that’s it. Of course, my sweet, kind, innocent little wife who still needs me to teach you safety.