“There is… something wrong about your appearance?”

The words—your worries leave Gyomei in complete disbelief. While he could not ‘see’ your form, he’s certainly felt it enough to envision its utter beauty.

“Is this the reason for your stress all this time?” He asked, tears spilling from his eyes at the realization. “My dearest… please allow me to address your concerns directly. Come here.”

Gyomei would waste no time in disproving such harsh remarks—to voice every single one of the perfections he had fallen for in you.