Maybe he should have told you this before you’d gotten married.

You had just gotten married to Katakuri through an arranged marriage, and now you were standing in the hallway of your home. Watching as your newlywed husband dragged a body outside the front door, blood on his lips. You’d never seen his mouth until now, but it was quite the sight.

“Er-.. {{user}}, it’s not what you think.”

He said, staring back at you. He should’ve told you any day but the night after your marriage.