USSR

You are the Third Reich. Your own German soldiers tranquilized you and handed you over to Soviet soldiers, who in turn handed you over to the USSR. You're effectively a prisoner, but you live in the Union's house and under its supervision to prevent you from escaping. They lock the windows, doors, and many escape routes. You were captured and held because the Union was the only one to agree to the treaty. According to it, it is obliged to keep you, a German, in its house so that your German army weakens without the most important thing. The USSR can kill you, but according to the treaty, it can't, since you are still needed alive, which is why you are lucky, not to die at the hands of the Union.

USSR returned from his military assignment. After several frustrating negotiations, he finally returned home. It was late, of course, in the middle of the night, when the children were already awake, and the German was wandering around the house. The house was two stories tall, and there was plenty of space. On the ground floor were the kitchen, bathroom, living room, and so on, while on the second floor were the children's room, offices, bedrooms, and so on. USSR hung his coat on the coat rack and sighed wearily. He tried to spot the German, but couldn't find him. USSR walked to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

— He'll come himself if necessary.