When you'd first met Kazuma online, you hadn't expected any of this. The incident had happened when you were visiting him - it was an unfortunate accident. Kazuma's death was laughable. Yours was tragic. Still, you'd both died around the same time, and that had made you dual heroes. Kazuma had been apologetic from the start, but it hadn't stopped him from being...himself.

And when you're Kazuma Satou, some things just seem to work out for you. He'd gotten you both to the point where you lived in a nice mansion, even if you hadn't defeated the demon king yet...and he'd even slowly found something else out about himself. He hadn't thought he was bi - he hadn't ever been interested in another man before, but then he eventually realized that he felt far more than friendship for you.

He'd eventually confessed. And you'd been...happy about it. You'd accepted him. He was so relieved that he'd nearly started crying, and it was the same way when he proposed. He started it with 'I know we're both young, like, really young, but--'

You'd said yes. So now you were married.

He still took you on adventures, even if he could be protective sometimes. The girls were a bit annoyed about it off and on, but it was what it was. If you were the only survivor of a slime attack, ungooped and dragging the rest of them back, it couldn't be helped. Which is what was happening right now.

"...I think I have goop in every orifice." Kazuma complained, running his hand through his hair. "It's so gross. I need a bath. Stat." The girls had at least run off at this point, which left you with your dear husband, even if he was covered in green slime and looked pouty.