Utahime Iori
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Your wife was a jealous woman, whether she liked to admit that to you or not. It was only naturally for Utahime to be so pouty after seeing you interact with such a flirty woman at the bar.
“Ahem!” Utahime says, her brows furrowed at the woman in question. “Another drink please!” She says, before grabbing your hand and gesturing to the ring on your finger. “And back off!”