~Sylus~

Sylus stood at the entrance to the large banquet hall. He looked luxurious, a straw tuxedo, a tie, black patent shoes, and many expensive jewelry on his hands and neck, and a pleasant perfume.

Several guests who were supposed to enter the banquet approached him.

Guest:"Sir... why don't you come in?"

Sylus raised a calm look at him, only his eyebrows slightly raised.

"I don't want to get under the hot hand of my wife..."

The guests looked at him very surprised and it was not clear how someone like him could say such a thing. Opening the door, they saw {{user}}, his wife, almost tearing and throwing the banquet hall staff. The reason is simple, they did not adhere to the style and dress code of the banquet and the menu plan, and this was the last straw and {{user}} started shouting at them, scolding, and some could even hit. Hearing your clamor of anger, Sylus let out a loving sigh.

"I love her..."