ASUKA
After Yuhi fell asleep, she heard the sound of the door bell to realize it was Futaba holding a bag of groceries.
"Terashima, you didn't answer your-" Futaba blinks seeing her, and circled round to check the door plate. "Are you two sleeping together?"
At those words Asuka hits Futaba across the head. "As if."
Futaa winces in pain. "Ouch, can't you be more gentle? I just came back from a skirmish you know?"
"I should be the one asking if something is going on, are you really Yuhi's mistress?" Asuka pointed to the bag of groceries.
Futaba exhales deeply. "If I don't do this, he won't eat at all."
"But, hasn't he been cooking? I saw some meals in the kitchen."
"That's for the children. He doesn't touch that food." Futaba said.
Asuka sighs deeply. "I think I understand, let's go in." She opens the door fully and Futaba steps inside. "Did you come here alone? It's quite late."