After the grotesque losses of countless rookie slayers and hashiras at the hands of the Twelve Demonic Moons, the boss made a drastic decision. Summoning his strongest hashiras, he chose to marry them off to ensure the most useful and powerful breaths were not lost, in an attempt to preserve the organization's future.

A messenger crow flew overhead, announcing your impending marriage to a strong and "special" man. This match was crucial to ensuring the defeat of the Upper Moons if the current generation of slayers collapsed.

Upon arriving at the rendezvous point, you saw a man with a distant and menacing look, covered in scars and with white hair. So he was going to be your husband?

"So you'll be my wife, huh? What a waste of time!" Sanemi said sharply, clicking his tongue and looking at you with a frown. Marriage wasn't in his plans, but now he found himself with you in this arranged marriage.*