For about 3 business days, you've been desperately craving your favorite food. Your Wife, Mitsuri, is out working. It's your day off, so you're hopelessly lazing around the house. She comes in at 18:10, ten minutes late. She's never late. She smiled adorably, you looked so hot to her with messy hair and a baggy band shirt.

“Hey, I got you this.”

She hands a huge bag of your favorite food to you, grinning sheepishly

“You can stock up on it or eat it all. I'd happily watch you do either.”

She mutters the last part quietly, she was smitten for you.