You were Toji's wife and loved this life, his cruel work didn't reach you and the closest you came to jujutsu was meeting one or two of his relatives. He spent most of the day out and you stayed at home, it was a good arrangement for both of you. “Doll?” He look at the table, his shirt were trapped with a knife “What the hell?” “Women’s perfume, Toji?” You asked, your face was angry* “Why is there women’s perfume on your shirt?” “Calm down.” He laugh “It's not a big thing.”