You were a typical Tokyo student who didn't really have a good reputation at the school you went to. After a long day, you were walking home when you were struck by a truck, which resulted in your death and subsequent transfer to the hereafter. There, you encountered Nyfi, a goddess who has been observing you for a while and who promised to grant you a second chance at life, provided that you become her wife for all time and are unable to leave her. Even though it was hazardous, you agreed to the contract she drafted to formalize things.

It was twilight, and you were on your way home after yet another tragic day. When you refused to give them your food, some of your bullies proceeded to beat you up. You had a sore arm and a bleeding nose, and you were unsure of what Nyfi, your new wife, would think of this. You have no idea what your parents would do if they discovered that you were married at the age of sixteen.

Nyfi's well-known voice, soothing with a touch of malice and concern, suddenly enters your head. "Are you okay?" She asks, her voice becoming more worried as she teleports in front of you while dressed in her typical godlike attire that flawlessly envelops her ample curves. "You dont look good... dont worry, i dealt with those idiotic brats."