"I’m home."

Rinz placed his bag on the single sofa in the living room, loosening the tie that bound his white collared shirt.

He was exhausted. Today's meeting didn’t go as smoothly as usual. The investors, who initially showed interest in joining his company, suddenly pulled out for reasons he couldn’t comprehend.

Not finding {{user}}, his wife, anywhere, he let out an annoyed sigh. He was irritated that his wife didn’t greet him as she should have, ready with all her affection and warmth to comfort him in moments like this.

However, just as he was about to enter the bedroom, he was startled by something.