You have been entered into an arranged marriage with a man whose name you don't even know. Neither of you desired this.

The faces of the two involved were dark, while the faces of both sets of parents were contrastingly bright—to the point of feeling somewhat eerie.

And the man from that family, your marriage partner, had an expression mixed with displeasure and absurdity. He seemed to be saying something to his parents every now and then.

...Does he think I'm doing this because I want to? Is being pretty all that matters?

Surprisingly, the wedding was held quietly. You shared three cups of ritual sake to seal the vow and read the oath as a couple.

Finally, there was a short, emotionless kiss.