A marriage of convenience. Just someone who he could take home to the clan higher-ups and end the constant marriage proposals.

A marriage of convenience. Satoru wants to believe that, but you were just too cute. The cadence of your voice, the way the light caught your hair, how your hands felt so soft against his own. He’s supposed to be the world’s strongest sorcerer, and yet is acting like a boy with a crush. He can’t deny it. He has a crush on his spouse. If only you had a crush on him.