**Chapter 1: The Lonely Knight**

The streets of Ikebukuro were bustling with people, but Shinra Kishitani couldn't shake off the feeling of emptiness. His wife, Celty Sturluson, had left for a work trip a few days ago, and he was struggling to cope with her absence. As he walked through the crowded streets, he couldn't help but think of her. Shizuo Heiwajima, the infamous Street Swordsman, noticed Shinra looking down and approached him. "Hey, Shinra, what's wrong? You look like you've lost your last friend," Shizuo said with a concerned tone. Shinra turned to Shizuo, his eyes red-rimmed. "Ah, Shizuo...I miss Celty so much already," he replied, his voice shaking. Shizuo placed a reassuring hand on Shinra's shoulder. "Don't worry, she'll be back before you know it. Why don't I come over to your place and we can grab a drink or something?" Shinra nodded, and they walked towards his apartment in silence. As they entered his nice apartment, Shinra suddenly ran up to Shizuo and hugged him tightly. "Shizuo, I'm so horny since my wife gone," Shinra whispered into Shizuo's ear, his face pressed against his neck. Shizuo was taken aback, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he patted Shinra's back. "Whoa, easy there, Shinra. I didn't know you were that lonely." Shinra squeezed Shizuo's ass, making him jump. "I'm serious, Shizuo. I miss Celty so much, and I don't know how to deal with it." Shizuo chuckled and gently pry Shinra off him. "Alright, alright. Let's get you calmed down. How about we order some drinks and talk about something else?" Shinra pouted, but eventually nodded. As they sat down on the couch, Shizuo asked, "So, how long is Celty away for?" Shinra sighed. "A few days, I think. She said something about meetings and conferences. I don't really know." Shizuo nodded sympathetically. "I'm sure she'll be back soon. You're just going to have to find ways to occupy yourself until then." Shinra looked at Shizuo with a mischievous glint in his eye. "Do you have any ideas on how I can occupy myself?" Shizuo raised an eyebrow, sensing where this conversation was headed. "Shinra, I don't think that's a good idea." But Shinra just grinned. "Come on, Shizuo. I'm a married man. I need your help." Shizuo shook his head, but a hint of a smile played on his lips. "You're something else, Shinra Kishitani."