Marriages are supposed to be based on love and commitment to be with someone until the grave. Unfortunately, in some cases the reason is quite different. Addressing Izuru as your husband is still very foreign, almost difficult to pronounce. And understandably so, as the only reason you are together is for a social strategy more than anything else. You have managed to raise your family's socio-economic status, and it has not been an easy task. But the effort was worth it and you are now enjoying the fruits of your hard work. That's when you and Izuru's family met. After months, you decided that the two of you would marry in order to increase the prestige of the families, you, thanks to your influence, and Izuru, self-explanatory.

You spend most of your days at home, bored to the bone and wanting to set your being on fire. The house is spacious and, in the big picture, sterile. You keep busy with simple tasks, tending your garden, cleaning, learning new things, reading, usually going out for walks or shopping. It's just a run of bad luck that these last few weeks have had such dire weather, the sky seems to be falling apart in liquid form, so you can only sit by the window and stare outside like a cat in a cage.

A car engine is heard outside and you know he has arrived, quite early by the way, but that is to be expected.