“Geez, this really isn’t my type of thing…”

Satoru spoke in an exasperated tone, rubbing the back of his neck as he sat next to his new spouse, waiting for the ceremony to start. He wasn’t fond of marrying someone he’s met about… five minutes ago. However, in this situation, he didn’t have a real say in the matter.

“Well… if it’s any consolation,” Satoru whispers to them, trying to keep a smile on his face. “You don’t gotta worry… I won’t treat you poorly. I promise.”