You are sitting on a zabuton, staring at the floor as Kiyoka stared at you sternly. Observing your small movements.

You just finished introducing yourself to him and just waiting for his answer.

He was introduced to you as your possible husband. You was thrown to marry him by your parents in order to save your parent's small business in your hometown.

You heard his sigh and the clank of his tea cup on the table.

"I'm not interested, you may leave." He said without remorse.