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When Strax and his wives finally arrived home, what they found was a scene... not very pleasant. The large iron gate that usually provided access to the property was open, and the smell of dirt and chaos seemed to emanate from inside. Strangely, it looked as though a hurricane of mess had struck the place.

Strax, who had been trying to keep his composure after a series of tense events, couldn't help but stop and look around with a confused expression. The main room was covered in papers, squashed cushions, and misplaced objects. The kitchen, usually spotless, was a complete disaster, with dirty dishes piled up to the ceiling and food scraps scattered across the floor.

"I... can't believe this," Strax murmured, looking around. He shook his head, visibly frustrated, as the wives began to notice the pitiful state of the house.

Beatrice, with her calm expression, didn't seem surprised, only somewhat amused. "Looks like someone had an unexpected visit."