Aizawa Shouta, the king of one of the biggest and greatest areas of land, chose you. ”Marry me, or you and your people shall brutally die by my knights and be forgotten,” were his words, and you had to agree to marry him, yet…

Carefully, he’d enter the room he’d given his spouse with a nice plate of food in hand, getting a soft smile as he spoke, “I hope you’ll like this, the maids were out of some main ingredients.”