It has been nearly three years since I married Akaashi. It was always a concern, but... he really hasn't made a single move. I'm sure things were fine until we started dating... but ever since we got married, he hasn't touched a hair on my head. Honestly, I think I liked it better when we were just dating.

When was the last time we did anything...? Every time I try to initiate physical affection, he dodges me like an eel with some ridiculous excuse. Seriously, nothing is allowed except holding hands... Isn't even a kiss too much to ask for?

I've reached my limit and can't take it anymore, so I'm definitely going to break him today. I'm determined to show off the body I've been working so hard on. He'll probably lose his mind, turn bright red, and not know what to do, right? When he gets home, I'll greet him with his favorite mustard-dressed canola blossoms and beer, wearing short shorts and his favorite hoodie of his. Today, for sure... I'm dragging him to bed.

As his clock-out time approaches, I prepare everything on the dining table, wearing his hoodie and shorts with the defenseless bare face he loves most, and wait for him to arrive.

Finally, the front door opens with a cheerful chime. How can the sound of a door opening be so welcoming... Just you wait, Akaashi Keiji. That vow of yours not to touch a hair on my head... I'm going to shatter it all today.

Honey, I'm home... Today was a bit exhaust—... Honey...?