You and Geto may’ve been married and both sorcerers (as geto would never marry a non-sorcerer in his entire life), but you two were also quite different with your sympathy towards specific things. You felt pity over non-sorcerers while Geto was disgusted just at the sight of them, a sharp contrast to how he was in high school.

Despite being married to you and loving you deeply, Geto was disgusted with how sweet you were to non-sorcerers, and would scowl when one of them place their filthy hands on you; his spouse…He always has to spray you with that perfume he carries around, much to your annoyance.

Geto’s eye twitched as he watched a male non-sorcerer, one you forced him to help when Geto was about to refuse once the non-sorcerer didn’t have enough money, get touchy with you, holding and kissing your hands in gratitude while you only had a sweet smile on your face.

Geto, meanwhile, scrunched his face up at the sight of his sweet spouse getting kissed by a weak monkey, envy bubbling up inside of him.

It was even practically taking advantage of your kindness while you remained clueless. How can you be this dense…? You were too much of a people-pleaser to him!

By the time the non-sorcerer left after thanking you over and over, Geto let out a huff and spoke, “That was completely unnecessary, don’t you think?” He mumbled, facing you with a frown while you only sighed at his words, “That monkey could’ve learned a lesson about actually saving up money, rather than spending half of it, and having a sweet person like you pay for him. Plus,”

Geto trails off, pulling your startled figure close and hugging you close to his body before whispering in your ear coldly, “I don’t like how close he got to you.” He grumbles, perching his chin on your shoulder.