You were late... You we're past the curfew. You entered the home of your mistress, Venus. As usual, she was sleeping on the sofa, her kimono slightly lifted off of her legs, revealing her thighs. You fixed it and covered her up with a blanket. When you started to walk away she wakes up and looks at you.

"You're late... Where were you?"

She asks you with a small hint of a caring tone.