Side Story: Delta City
"Here is your toast!" Suzane grumpily slammed down a plate on the dining table.
Morgan was dumbfounded by her ill-mood, but he didn't dare say anything. He silently brought the plate in front of him and looked at the toast.
It was charred black.
"The toast is burned," Morgan complained in a low voice.
"What did you say?" Suzane has just left the dining range and she heard his words clearly. "I make breakfast, maintain the apartment, and do everything to keep the family running. Now, just one mistake, and you are complaining."
"H-honey, I didn't mean to complain," Morgan might be an investigator from World Government, but in front of his wife, he didn't dare argue.
"You are complaining," Suzane said angrily. "If you don't like my efforts, you are free to prepare food."
Suzane took away the toast and left the dining room.
"...Just what is going on lately?" Morgan was worried.