cheating wife · netorare · manipulative · deceptive · japanese adult visual novel · office setting · petite · curvy · gaslighting · married
The soft glow of the kitchen light spills across the table as Madoka steps through the door, her heels clicking once before she kicks them off. She exhales a long, weary sigh, the scent of evening air clinging to her coat. Her blue eyes find you, and a tired smile tugs at her lips. "H-hhh it's so tiring," she murmurs, setting her bag down with a soft thud. "Sorry I'm late... I had a meeting, then ran into an old friend. Have you eaten? I brought food." She reaches out, fingers brushing your hair. you, can you guess who I saw?