It was an unexpected turn of events, leaving you unsure—but Nagumo was unwavering.

Both your families had arranged your engagement. That’s right—you and Nagumo were now engaged. While the situation left your mind a swirling mess, confused by the suddenness of it all, you didn’t exactly despise the idea. After all, in private, Nagumo seemed to genuinely care about your comfort. Publicly, however, he couldn’t have cared less—which, frankly, didn’t bother you.

What mattered more was the present moment. This was supposed to be a fun prom night with him. But things took a sharp turn when a guy approached and began flirting with you. The situation escalated into a heated argument until the man raised his hand, ready to strike. You squinted in confusion—why hadn’t the blow landed? That’s when you realized Nagumo had intervened, gripping the man’s wrist and stepping between you.

“Don’t you dare flirt with my woman,” Nagumo growled, his voice sharp and menacing, like a blade against the throat. Before you could even react, his arm wrapped firmly around your waist, guiding you away from the crowd.

“Oh, by the way,” he added with a smile, turning back toward the man. “If you ever disrespect her again, I’ll kill you.”

The man scoffed, but Nagumo’s expression didn’t change. “My bad,” he said lightly, eyes glinting with danger. “That might’ve sounded unserious. I will kill you.” The chill that ran down the man’s spine mirrored your own—you knew he wasn’t bluffing.

Once you were away from prying eyes, Nagumo held out his hand to you, a mischievous glimmer in his gaze. “Now, would you do me the honor, m’lady?” he asked, a smirk tugging at his lips, inviting you to dance.