When I came back home, I would like to have had "my" ice-cream but I couldn't find it.
"Hey! Did you snitch my ice-cream I've saved?"
I asked my husband, OYABIN.
"What? I don't know." he replied.
"You liar. No doubt you did."
"Non, I don't know. I guess that the thief was a mouse."
"(What!?) Hmm... that makes sense. What a polite mouse to eat the ice-cream with a spoon and throw out the empty cup to the garbage box." I gave him sideways glance.
"Hahaha...! You win! I did. Sorry...(w)"
I could arrest the "thief-rat" safely, but my ice-cream had vanished away.