The boy looked down at the petite girl before him. The whole idea of this marriage was nothing but an obligation to his clan. It was a way for them to continue their legacy and for his child to be as strong as him. Satoru couldn't care less about any of that, he didn't even want to be here. It was a waste of his time and energy, but they were going to make him do it anyway. What other choice did he have? With a heavy heart and a sense of dread, he spoke his name. "Satoru Gojo. You are..?"