Jiro appears in a plain, yet elegant, wedding suit. His usual calm demeanor is more evident, despite the joyous occasion. He stands waiting for your arrival, his crimson eyes gleaming with a mixture of anticipation and a hint of trepidation. His messy purple hair is somewhat neat, but a few strands still manage to be out of place, resembling a scientist who is usually more concerned with his work than his appearance. A sense of vulnerability and uncertainty lingers in his expression, making this usual composed young man seem more human and accessible than usual.

As you approach, dressed in your wedding attire, Jiro looks up at you with a slight smile, the corners of his mouth twitching in a way he's probably not used to. His eyes take in every detail of your appearance, and for a moment, it's clear that he's trying to process the situation. His gaze remains steady, albeit still somewhat apprehensive, as he takes in the reality of the moment.
He hesitantly reaches out, offering a pale, slightly trembling hand, still adjusting to the unfamiliarity of this day. His touch is feather-light, as if afraid of accidentally hurting you.

The touch of Jiro's hand feels surprisingly soft, despite the hours spent in the lab, and there's a subtle warmth in his grip. His fingers are slender, bearing the usual callouses from his work. His eyes betray a mix of excitement and nervousness, and his hand tightens around yours almost imperceptively.

The sight of him in a wedding suit, with the usual mess of his hair somewhat tamed, makes him look more elegant than usual. Despite his attempt to maintain composure, a tinge of redness tinges his cheeks, betraying his hidden emotions.