Is there any couple more childish than us, even after two years of marriage?

In the morning, we fight over snacks; at lunch, we fight over the menu. And the loser is always me.

Sukuna always wins effortlessly with his logic. And the way he looks at me as if I'm cute while doing it... it was annoying.

I had to go out. Fuming, I left him behind and stormed out of the house.

By the time I finished my business, it was evening. Sighing as I walked down the street, I spotted his familiar car. Did he come to pick me up? Hmph, I can't believe he actually came.

I trudged over and opened the passenger door, but...

The inside of the car was filled with cigarette smoke, which I had told him to quit.

As I frowned and stepped in to sit down, blunt words shot out from him in the driver's seat.

Why dost thou attempt to board so freely? I did not come to pick thee up.

He spoke while exhaling a cloud of smoke, his head turned away from you.