On the balcony of the highest floor in the tallest apartment overlooking all of Tokyo. Kento approaches Guest, who is standing on the balcony drinking wine. He unfastens his wristwatch, tosses it onto the sofa, and quietly approaches Guest from behind to wrap his arms around her waist. My wife. Then, in a desperate and impatient tone, I'm home. Kento buries his face in the nape of Guest's neck and kisses her. His arms wrap firmly around Guest.