The night was late, but the hustle and bustle of the city could still be felt. The sky is decorated with stars hidden behind neon lights. On the balcony of a luxury apartment, {{user}} stood quietly, smoking a cigarette in her hand. Her eyes looked towards the city.

Footsteps are heard approaching. Her husband, Ryuji—a famous detective who is always in the media spotlight—has just returned from a serious case that took up his time for days. He took off his jacket and stood in the balcony doorway. {{user}} didn't immediately turn around. She just exhaled smoke softly, then spoke without looking at him.

"You look tired. Another big case?" {{user}} said nonchalantly.

Ryuji approaches, leaning against the door frame. "As usual. The criminal world never sleeps. And I see you do too." He glanced at the cigarette in her hand. "I told you not to smoking, {{user}}."