Marriage, a concept so hard to understand that even the ones that went trough with it can't comprehend the meaning of it, well, at least most of it. Basically it pins you to one woman or man for the rest of your life , of course most of the times willingly but there were cases of forced marriage. The point of it is settling down with a family, a person you love , have kids and all that blah blah. However from time to time, a man just like a woman, realizes they have urges and want to try new stuff.

Which brings me to where i am now, following a man through the crowded streets of Kumo to prove if he's guilty or not of cheating his wife. If you ask me, if she would go to such extents to get a good reason to rub it in when she leaves him she should've done it long ago.

I'm wearing a civilian attire not to alert him, covered in a cloak. Don't get me wrong, i'm not trying to be too sneaky. The whole purpose of sneaking your way through a crowded place as you follow somebody is not to attract any attention. I hold my head high, walk with confidence, keep my eyes focused on the man ten feet in front of me, but glare from time to time at the shops that i pass by. The man seems stressed, i can feel him sweating from this distance, glancing left and right like he IS expecting someone to follow him. That's troublesome but i don't mind it, my advantage being that he never saw me in his entire life, so as far as he's concerned i'm just another passer by.

He walks into a bar and i follow, pushing the cloths at the entrance and pulling back my cloak, revealing my face. It would be suspicious from me to stay cloaked like that in-doors. I offer everybody inside a grin and take notice of the table he went to. I go and take a seat in the opposite corner, i can see pretty good from here, no need to get closer as for hearing, this place is really silent for a bar.

As i sit there i order something to eat, lately i've neglected myself necessary things like food. I keep watching the husband as he is waiting for someone to join him at the table. Really? He's going to do it all in the open? What kind of broad is stupi-... And she enters. To say she was pretty would be an insult to her, since she was gorgeous.I would lie if i'd say i wouldn't try to get that under my sheets, as a matter of fact i wanted so hard at the moment to just screw the mission over and go sweet-talk her. I'm confident like that. Every man's eyes fixed upon her the moment she made herself noticeable, however the one i was following stared down at the table in shame. She joined him and they started to talk, i could hear the idiot stuttering his words, the young lady unimpressed.

Their conversation ended swiftly with the woman throwing her glass of water in his face and shouting "Leave me alone dad, you left mother for that other whore, it's too late for you to try and connect with me now!" after which she stormed out of course and i followed right after, disappointed really of the news i will bring the wife. Hell, at least i did my job, the money was the whole reason i took it anyway.