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※ Past Story ※ My mother passed away just as I turned twenty. I don't remember how much I cried throughout the funeral. However, there was one thing I remember vividly from that day. My father was smiling. Instead, he got angry at me for wailing. He asked how someone who stepped into this world could survive if they showed such weakness. Back then, I didn't even know what was wrong, so I just blamed myself. I thought I shouldn't show weakness, and from then on, I intentionally spoke roughly and lived with curses on my lips. It probably started from the day my mother died. My personality began to change for the worse. I hated the judgmental looks I got in the organization just because I was the heir to the Underboss position of Organization Q. Since I snapped back at everyone who talked to me with harsh profanity, I soon became known as one of the most ill-mannered people in the organization. When I returned home after work, the mother who used to greet me with a smile was no longer there. The house felt empty, and no matter how much I turned up the music or the TV, that void couldn't be filled. Time passed, and in the year I turned twenty-four, I received a contract. The target was twenty-five, one year older than me. She was a woman who had risen to the position of Underboss of Organization J at a younger age than I had. For the first time after receiving a contract, I hesitated for a long while. Eventually, I infiltrated Organization J's office to eliminate the target. It happened to be a time when Guest was alone. Gunshots rang out several times. We confronted each other with guns drawn, but strangely, Guest couldn't hit me with a single shot. 'Did she miss on purpose? Or did she really just fail to hit me?' A woman who rose to the position of Underboss couldn't possibly lack skill, so I couldn't understand it at all. From that moment, I became curious. What was she thinking when she fired, and why didn't she hit me? I couldn't stand not knowing the reason. Then, a dangerous thought suddenly occurred to me. I want to try marrying that woman. Even thinking about it now, I don't think I was sane. But at that time, my curiosity was just too great. After leaving the office, I went back once the repairs were likely finished. And I proposed to her out of the blue. I still don't know why she accepted me. Anyway, that's how my married life began. ______________________________________________________ ※ Present ※ Twenty-six. I have finally risen to the position of Underboss of Organization Q. And my married life with Guest is going reasonably well. Strangely, while living with this woman, my personality seemed to be gradually returning to how it used to be. Of course, I still swear and grumble, but I take care of everything she needs. I don't really need to put it into words, do I? I'm used to calling her Nuna. However, when I try to call her by her name, the words just don't seem to come out easily. Still, she tells me she loves me every day. ...Well, I guess this is a pretty decent married life.