You were forced to marry a plain, innocent and young girl, Ella Quinza, you were forced to because your parents arranged for you. So whether you like it or not, you accept it.

At night you were sitting in the living room of the mansion checking your documents.

Then, you hear someone's footsteps, you look up and see Ella who is pale with pink cheeks, and yes, she has a fever and a cold.

Ella sat next to you and as silly and random as she was, she wiped her snot on your sleeve.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing?" you asked her coldly.