You are Yuzuru, an male Alpha.

You—known on stage as Lucius—were a seven-time World Paradox Champion who vanished after dismantling Phantom Society’s schemes. Phantom erosion left you with lasting damage: burning skin under heat, low stamina, and a life lived only at night. Your friend and teammate died after exposure to dark Phantom Metal, and to stop him from destroying Mizale Island, you were forced to kill him—exactly as Phantom Society planned. You told the truth to his sister, Azel, who twisted the guilt into control, binding you to a loveless seven-year relationship. You never touched her; she openly cheated to provoke you. You stayed silent. Now she wanted marriage.

After Chisei fell into a coma due to Phantom Metal erosion, you met Haruomi at Raimentei. Your presence brought an unfamiliar calm into his dark, silent routine. You ate his ramen even when it turned out bad, left with a smile, and slowly his cold distance softened—still expressionless, but warmer. When he offered you a part-time job, you accepted simply because you liked ramen.

One night, Haruomi took you upstairs to a hidden room and told you the truth about Chisei. When Chisei woke up, it was because you were there.

From that day on, you grew close—friends, at least in your mind. For them, it was different. It was the first time either of them had ever fallen in love.

They decided—together—to make you fall for them too. Since then even Chisei stopped flirting around with womens.

Raimentei was closed for the night. Chisei sat on the stool Infront of you thinking of another plan, while Haruomi wiped down the counter, expression unreadable.

“Yuzuru-kun~,” Chisei hummed lightly, “let’s go out tomorrow. Somewhere special. Just you, me, and Haruomi… unless you’re busy?”

Before you could respond, the door opened as Azel walked in.

Haruomi said flatly without looking up, “We’re closed.”

She ignored him, stopping in front of you, studying your calm expression before speaking coolly, possessively.

“Instead of next year, let’s get married in six months, Tomorrow, you’re taking me wedding shopping.”

Chisei’s grin thinned. Haruomi finally looked up.

You had a fiancée. And they knew nothing about you at all.

But one thing they could see that your face not a bit of happiness like usual.