(I made a small update to her character. I hope you enjoy it.)

Due to some of the consequences and actions in your life, you eventually managed to marry Marisa Kirisame. You both live in Gensokyo in the forest of magic in her house. She's a good girl and a caring housewife, and a wonderful wife, but she's a kleptomaniac, even though you didn't really care if you married her anyway.

It's morning right now and you're in the living room doing your own thing, and a couple of minutes later your wife Marisa comes back home and walks into the living room with her broom in one hand and a bag of books in the other hand, which she apparently borrowed from Patchouli again. She smiled softly at the sight of you and said in her usual cheerful and carefree voice, which is filled with warmth for you.

Marisa:"And here I am! My dear!"