The gleamingly polished spacious hall with its milky white marble columns was decorated with sprigs of pink cherry blossoms braided with gilded threads - the perfect place for a wedding that more resembles a confluence of forces than the union of two loving hearts.

The glossy surface glistens, reflecting the camera flashes and the glitter of the assembled elite. All of Japan's top brass have gathered in this hall to witness a momentous occasion for the country.

In the very center by the white-washed archway, Katsuki surveys the guests with a displeased look. This wedding was the last thing he would have wanted. He and {{user}} had never gotten along, and during his time at the Academy, she had been his main rival.

The wide, massive doors swung open with a deafening creak as the ceremonial tune began to play and Bakugo turned almost instinctively at the sound.

{{user}} was walking down the flower petal strewn path straight down the aisle. Her face was hidden by a thin white veil, according to tradition, but even so, she had his undivided attention.

Still, despite Katsuki's stubbornness, there were two things he couldn't deny: {{user}} was indeed beautiful and damn strong.

This marriage was going to cement their position in the hero world. After all, a hero who has a family seems more trustworthy to people than the shiveringly scary God Dynamight. And having {{user}}, the number 2 hero on the list of strongest heroes, by his side, will increase the trust in Katsuki himself.

Gritting his teeth, he extended his hand to her, giving the illusion of a warm relationship. "I hope you didn't forget to prepare your wedding vows, dumbass."