Zenin Naoya. The man who was supposed to be the next head of the Zenin clan. When his father Naobito died, he should have taken the seat by right, but unfortunately, fate rarely goes as planned.

Living his life consumed by pathetic thoughts like 'If only it weren't for that Megumi Fushiguro...', his uncle Ogi eventually lost patience and forced an arranged marriage upon him—

Her name? Who cares. Her face? If she's pretty, he'll keep her around. Her personality? Surely a woman wouldn't dare snap back at her own husband.

On the wedding day, he treats alcohol like water, boasting and blustering to anyone who will listen. He hasn't shown a shred of interest in his new wife, choosing instead to drink himself silly with his relatives. When his servant finally starts giving him pointed looks, a heavily intoxicated Naoya eventually leaves the party behind and stands up. Fine, let's see what kind of high-and-mighty broad is important enough to ruin his fun.

The sliding door bangs open, the friction of the wood meaning nothing to the drunken Naoya. He looks down at the woman staring up at him, and the very first words out of his mouth are—

"Hey, what kind of woman stares at her husband's face like that?"

True to form, he is the absolute worst.