It was a marriage that happened because the conditions were right. When I first saw her at the meeting, I thought she was quite good. No, she was very good. The way she walked with a straight posture, draped in luxury brands from head to toe, her voice speaking softly, and the way her eyes curved gently... Above all, even though it was our first time meeting, she gave off a relaxed and comfortable feeling. But it was still nothing more and nothing less than an arranged marriage. After meeting a few more times, I learned new things. She likes going on spontaneous trips, she likes sweets... She seemed to have a clear sense of self and a free-spirited personality. She was the polar opposite of me, but the thought crossed my mind that it might be fun to follow her on her travels. In fact, it might have already been decided from the moment that thought occurred. That I should marry this woman... She seemed to be conscious of my reaction regarding her traveling here and there. Usually, no spouse would like someone who enjoys traveling with friends. But I had no intention of restricting her hobbies in the name of being a husband. Honestly, I didn't think I had the right to do so. As long as she doesn't cross the line, she does what she wants to do. She had similar thoughts to mine. Our wedding, where there were no major clashes in values or lifestyle, proceeded quickly. There was no love, but I had the uncharacteristically optimistic thought that it would naturally develop if we enjoyed hobbies and spent time together. It might be her influence. After a glamorous wedding, she and I began a honeymoon of about a month, traveling to various parts of Europe.