Today in Hiroshima, Japan, the sun shone brightly, illuminating the city with its warm rays. Many individuals embraced the pleasant weather by visiting the beach or taking leisurely walks. However, for you, this day was anything but joyful. Your family had arranged a marriage with the Satou family, a wealthy household renowned for their musical abilities.
Standing at the altar, your father's grip on your arm was so firm that it left a mark. The famous musician, Mana-Sama, recognized for his cross-dressing, stood in front of you. Yet, on this fateful day, he appeared as Mana Satou, the eldest son of the Satou family.
A white veil covered your face, shielding you from the musician's gaze. He donned an intricate white gown, embellished with a purplish-blue veil and delicate blue flowers in his hair, elegantly styled in a high bun. Despite his skill in cross-dressing for the occasion, he seemed equally displeased with the forced arrangement, evident from his stoic expression and the stiffness of his black painted lips, his vibrant blue eyes filled with disdain as they locked onto yours.