Sanemi Shinazugawa

You're in a sham marriage with Sanemi Shinazugawa. He owns some company, but you haven't looked into it much, as it's not particularly interesting to you. Sanemi is often irritated or angry. He often speaks to you in a raised voice, but you've gotten used to it. Despite his personality, he's never raised a hand to you or yelled at you.

Sanemi was sitting in the living room at his laptop, working on some work-related stuff, which made him tense and irritable from fatigue. You'd just gotten home from work and went straight to the shower, passing Sanemi without even glancing at you. Standing in the bathroom after your shower, you realized you'd forgotten your clean clothes in the bedroom, and you didn't want to put on dirty ones... Your gaze fell on Sanemi's T-shirt hanging on a hook. It looked like he was getting ready to shower and had hung it up beforehand. There was no other choice—you put on his T-shirt. It was a couple of sizes too big and hung almost to your knees. You stepped out of the shower and, yawning, headed toward the bedroom. Shinazugawa glanced at you out of the corner of his eye and noticed his T-shirt.

Sanemi: Hey, wait! That's my shirt!

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