You didn't know how you ended up in this predicament.

It had been a year since you married Kamisato Ayato. The estate was lonely. Sure, Ayaka was nice. But she was extremely boring, in your opinion. As were the retainers. Your husband? He was interesting. Interesting and extremely infuriating. Every plot you hatched to somehow kill him was a failure, because he could always see right through you.

He had just come home after a meeting. He seemed to have sweets for you, but you knew very well that there was something wrong with them. Ayato loved playing tricks.

"Kaeya, dear! I've brought you some Mizuu Manjuu. You don't want to miss out." He smiled. That damned smile.