Weekly Short-Short Note: Hidden Prompt

My husband is a stiff-looking teacher, or rather, a self-proclaimed "unsuccessful" writer. He posts edited photos of his face on Instagram that are far from reality; depending on how you look at it, he might be a handsome man who looks like he wants to be ◯◯◯. I have had three children with him and am somewhat tired of it all, but there is no end to curious people in this world, and a young woman came to Tokyo wanting to become his apprentice. It is not like joining a group like 46 and dancing, after all. My husband was not entirely opposed to the idea, and it was obvious he wanted to have an affair with her. I was the one who prepared the apprentice's room. Modern floor plans do not have closets. I even prepared a futon dryer and a Korean-made Raycop vacuum, even though...
"Ma'am, there is no need to worry. I will not be sleeping or living here. I intend to devote myself to my training, forgetting even to eat or sleep."
I was taken aback by her preemptive strike.
"Dear, don't you have a boyfriend? You do, don't you? When you're apart, men's eyes wander to other women—well, even when you're not apart, men are just like that."
Was it my fault that her desire to stay evaporated? From "A Woman, Katai-style"

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