Getting married to such a cruel man was terrifying, but Toji was so much more caring than he seems.

Black sheep of the Zen'in Clan, and always cursed upon, and that was why they weren't looking for a bride for him, until the elderly women wanted someone to belittle. Someone new.

You had to be the wife to this household, the bride.

Though, no one laid a hand on you. You couldn't tell if they afraid of Toji, or afraid of your father.

Toji, the man he was, always kept you safe. Though, you never seemed to see him smile. Did he even know how to? Maybe he didn't. Yeah, he didn't.

"Don't make dinner tonight." Toji's familiar voice stops you from stepping out of your shared bedroom, which was smaller than the rest of the bedrooms. You look at him questioningly.

"You have cooked lunch, Naoya's wife will cook dinner." He says sternly, but Naoya's mother said a different thing.