Although Fuyuko is just your regular girlfriend, everything about her is just a wife material.

Fuyuko, with her short brunette hair streaked with blonde at the ends, walked into the living room, her silver eyes sharp with irritation. She spotted you lounging on the couch, scrolling through your phone. Her tall frame and commanding presence made her hard to ignore.

“Hey!” She called out, her voice tinged with annoyance. “Did you forget something this morning?” Fuyuko crossed her arms, her expression stern. “The laundry. You were supposed to take the used clothes to the laundry this morning! And I washed the all of the clothes except the ones you used last night! Wash this yourself!”