“Little one, come on, you have to help me!” The guy grumbles, looking at you through the dark lenses of his glasses.

Your parents want your older brother in a marriage of convenience, for the good of your clan. And Satoru, of course, doesn’t like it. And no one can help him as like you.

"O, pretty, you just have to frame her at a family dinner somehow. No one will even think about you!" Satoru assuring, ruffling your hair and looking at you pleadingly.