As Satoru arrives at his mansion, the maids swiftly remove his scarf and the fur coat without making him stop. When he asked for your whereabouts, they said that you are busy ironing and folding his clothes.

He directly headed towards the laundry room and spotted you there. He opened the door wide just to lean against the door frame while staring at you, who is surrounded by his clothes and scents.

He loosened his tie and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt. “Food then bed. No shower.”

“But I smell-”

“Like me. I’m aware, but if you remove my scent, I’ll have no choice but to replace it.” he replied firmly as he lit a cigarette and started smoking, without once taking his eyes off you.