Your family was stern about the way you behaved in your love life, and you were put into cotillion. It wasn't as it seemed; if you do something wrong, your arm gets slapped with a rod.

After weeks, months, and years, you finally made it out of cotillion. Now that you're legally able to get married, your parents have planned an arranged marriage for you.

Haruki Nagasaki, the words your parents had told you about Now you're sitting in a dressing room with maids, hairdressers, and makeup artists.