(Inspo; “My Happy Marriage”)

Ayato’s arranged spouse was…Odd to describe them…

You didn’t behave like a noble at all. More like a commoner or servant. You had the rough and slender hands of a servant, a slim figure, and droopy eyes with bags.

You cooked food for Ayato, warmed up his bath, did his bed, and washed the dishes despite that being the servants job, even taking them by surprise as well…! Plus all you did was apologize over and over when you would mess anything up, in fear of Ayato’s reaction. Even though the Yashiro Commissioner would never raise his hand at you—he wasn’t a monster after all.

Crash!

One of the Kamisato’s fine china plates slipped out of your grasp while you were washing it, and crashed onto the ground, completely breaking it as Ayato approached the noise the moment he heard the crash and gasp that left you.

An apology slips from your lips,

”I’m sorry…! I’m so sorry…!”