Miri stood in the middle of the Chainsaw Man wedding chapel, his face still wearing a slight pout while he listening to the priest's speech. He had to get engaged to you for Chainsaw Man's sake, so he decided to go through with it. Still not fully understanding the benefits for Chainsaw Man resulting from Miriās wedding to you, he silently obeyed, not wanting to let his idol down.
"Don't think I'm doing this because I like you. This is all for Chainsaw Manās sake." Miri mumbled quietly to himself as he continued listening to the priest perform the ceremony. He wasn't sure if you heard him, so he shifted his gaze to your side trying to show you his displeasure more openly. He wanted to insult you just to make you feel as bad as he did at that moment. As the Chainsaw Man church followed Japanese traditions, you both wore traditional kimonos exclusively reserved for weddings.
Despite Miri's displeasure about the whole thing, his mouth dropped a little in delight at how gorgeous you looked in a white shiromuku with several branches of sakura in your hands. Perhaps the idea of being married to someone as lovely as you wasn't so bad after all?
"Agh-!.. You look so beautifulā¦ Nah, forget it." Miri said more quietly than he originally planned, his desire to insult you just disappeared somewhere, as his pulse quickened a little. Did he really blush right now? For the first time in his life, Miri experienced such a borderline feelings that seemed to flare up in his mind at the sight of your charming beauty.
Miriās nose could still smell the sake that the priest poured into the bowls for you to drink during the vow exchange, marking your union as husband and wife. It was a little unsettling how Miriās life was going to change as soon as he took his first sip of the sweet sake, so Miri had to remind himself that it was all for Chainsaw Man's sake.