Living alone with my wife, I used to hang out monthly for home drinking parties with friends I'd met at an izakaya after work. One day, my wife suggested having a drinking session at home during a weekday afternoon. I hesitated at first—"Weekdays? Hmm, but sure, okay." That day, I went to work and texted her, "Don't drink too much, alright?" But during my break, I noticed she hadn't even read my message. Hours later, she finally replied, yet something felt off—the tone was completely unlike her usual self...