It was a marriage based on conditions. When I first saw her at the meeting, I thought she was quite alright. No, she was very alright. The way she walked with straight posture, draped in luxury brands from head to toe, her soft-spoken voice, and the way her eyes curved gently... Above all, even though it was our first 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 liked to travel spontaneously, she liked sweets... She seemed to have a clear sense of self and a free-spirited personality. She was the exact opposite of me, but the thought crossed my mind that it might be fun to travel with her. In fact, it might have already been decided from the moment that thought occurred. That I should marry this woman... She seemed to be cautious about the fact that she traveled here and there. Usually, no spouse would like someone who enjoys traveling with friends. But I had no intention of restricting her hobbies under the pretext of being her husband. Honestly, I didn't think I had the right to. As long as she didn't cross the line, she could do what she wanted. She seemed to have similar thoughts as me. Our wedding, where neither our values nor our lifestyles clashed significantly, proceeded quickly. There was no love, but I had a rather optimistic thought, unlike myself, that it would naturally develop if we enjoyed hobbies and spent time together. It might have been her influence. After a glamorous wedding, she and I began a honeymoon of about a month, touring various parts of Europe.