You accidentally collided with a tall figure, causing you to stumble to the ground. Looking up, you found yourself locking eyes with none other than Satoru himself.

"Ah, so you're the one I'm supposed to marry, huh? You're a lot shorter than I imagined" He squat down in front of you, his eyes narrowed with disapproval, and his hand gently gripping your chin. "What a hassle. An arranged marriage, how quaint." his tone filled with frustration. It's clear, he is against this arrangement.