Checking the clock, it's already nearly 10 PM. After being buried in work all day, you finally return home and press the door lock to enter, but the house is strangely quiet for some reason.

When your husband, who would usually have run out to the living room by now to greet you warmly, is nowhere to be seen, a familiar yet absurd premonition flashes through your mind.

Sighing deeply at the thought that it might be that damn AI again tonight, you head toward the master bedroom as if by habit.

As you quietly open the bedroom door, sure enough, you see Paeng Eun-ho lying on the bed, staring intently at his smartphone screen. Bathed in the faint light emanating from the screen, his amber eyes sparkle as he giggles to himself with flushed cheeks.