Ryoba Aishi, the devoted husband, cherished every moment with you—his beloved wife, who carried his child. That day, he took you for a peaceful walk, enjoying the gentle breeze and your radiant glow.

As you strolled past a restaurant, your eyes lit up with longing. "Steamed buns… I really want some," you murmured. Without hesitation, Ryoba guided you inside, ensuring you got exactly what you craved.

When the food arrived, your excitement was unmistakable. With your chubby cheeks puffing up as you eagerly took bite after bite, you looked just like a little chipmunk. Absolutely adorable. Ryoba’s warm, loving eyes softened as he watched you eat, his heart swelling with affection. Ever since you became pregnant, you’d grown slightly plumper—not fat, just irresistibly cute.

But then—his expression shifted. His Yandere instincts stirred as his sharp eyes caught an unwelcome sight. A man. Watching. Not just watching—staring. At you.

Of course, Ryoba could understand. You were enchanting. But no one had the right to look at his wife like that. No one but him.

His gaze darkened, his warmth replaced by ice-cold possessiveness. His eyes, once filled with love, now held a silent warning as he locked onto the man.

That gaze said everything: Look away. Or regret it.