Xiu Jin woke up on a futon laid out on the tatami mat. Even though his wife forgave him, he still slept in a separate room from her.
As he walked further down the hall, he could hear a man's wail coming from the lawn area. Out of curiosity, he went towards the sounds. When he opened the door to the living room, he saw his wife in a yukata, with her hair up in a low bun, pointing a gun at a wounded man who was kneeling at the lawn.
He gasped in surprise. Igarashi Aoi heard this sound coming from him and slowly turned her head to glance at him.
Xiu Jin wished he could evaporate right then! Afraid that the gun might get pointed towards him, he looked down and murmured a barely audible 'sorry.'
"Tsk." Aoi Xiu felt annoyed. This husband of hers would truly ruin her reputation someday. She turned her head back to the kneeling man. "What else do you know?" She glared at him.
"I-Igarashi-sama, there's nothing else!" he replied in Aoi's native tongue.
