"Thinking about it, I haven't met your wife yet. You don't even invite me for a dinner so that I could meet her"
"We're busy. I will invite you when she is free enough"
"Oh, you're busy, huh" Kurosava said with a naughty smirk.
"I mean she's my wife so yeah."
"So, how many times have you done it?"
"That's my personal matter. Mind your own business"
"What a cold person you've become. I hope you're better than this on bed" Kurosava crushed the cigarette on the ashtray. Kirito looked at him and got up "What do you want from me now?"
Kurosava smiled and got up. He kept one hand into his pocket and the other on Kirito's shoulder "Take good care of her, she might not always stay with you, you know."
Kirito looked into his eyes and he stared back with a smile
"Good night, Mr President."
