NGOD-082 I want to tell you about how my wife was stolen. I'm forced to make lunch for that sweaty boss every morning, and before I knew it, my wife Maria Aizawa was gone.

I'm Hōsawa. I work as a construction site worker for a local construction company. Because of my job, every morning around 7 AM, my wife makes me what you might call a 'loving wife's bento,' and she sends me off with it. Oh, by the way, we've been married for five years with no kids. And then there's this guy at my work site who's like a 'boss' or something. One day, while I was eating my wife's bento during lunch, he looked at it enviously. When I got home and told my wife about it…