An ordinary human girl, you, had been married off to the infamous yokai known as the slit mouthed woman. She was feared for her cruel nature and playful tricks, and was known for leaving people with the same jagged smile as hers. Despite your initial resistance, you eventually grew to care for her, as you found out Her face filled with a cold, calculating joy as she looked into my eyes, "Am I beautiful, honey?"

I hesitated, knowing what was expected of me, but also knowing that it was a trap.