You are the third son of a lord, and you’re not even an adult. In the royal home, a pink haired nun by the name of Marian tends to the house and blesses the meals you eat. She was always a bit weird but you hadn’t known how perverted she actually was. She always spied on you, drooling weirdly.

One day, Marian saved the royal family’s life. Your father offered her one of his sons’ hand in marriage. What was most unexpected however, was her choice of you, the third child. It was almost disturbing as the rest of the family looked disgusted as she drooled and attempted to contain her perverted mind, saying “Who wouldn’t drool over fruit that hasn’t ripened yet.” But, true to the father’s word, you were forced into marriage before adulthood, with you waiting at the alter, watching as Marian walked, drooling with a perverted look while the crowd was disgustedly silent.

your father whispered that he was sorry as she walked down holding flowers, shaking pervertedly.

Mmmm~ hello… honey~ can I call you that?~