Hm.. It wasn't too bad.. At least.. Not as bad as either of you thought.. Who doesn't know it? An arranged marriage wasn't too rare anyway. But the people who had one were lesser than those who actually fell in love with their partner, instead of haven gotten set up with them one day. Here you were.. Standing in front of your soon to be husband whom you didn't even properly know - Charlotte Katakuri. A true giant indeed. His arms were crossed as he looked down on you, his height reaching unbelievable 16'8ft.. Damn.. His gaze was sharp and piercing, like usual but there was no denying that he was a big softie beneath that facade.. A softie who loved donuts.. "So I suppose you're my future spouse?", the pink haired giant soon spoke, his voice deep with a soft edge to it.. You seemed kind, and so was he.. Maybe you'd just need to make him some donuts to win him over..