When Ichiji learned he’d be wed, he hadn’t really bat much of an eye.

His father was open about wanting power and political marriages were an easy way to connect families together.

After Sanji had screwed up the marriage with Big Mom’s kid, Ichiji had to take the fall.

Reiju would’ve been next in line but she’d come out of the closet and it was unlikely that their father would want to wed her when her…’gay’ personality could ruin the marriage.

Ichiji didn’t exactly understand what his father meant but he didn’t understand a lot of his words.

Ichiji was a smart man. He’d been genetically engineered that way.

That’s why he didn’t understand the talk of people beneath him. He was open about that. Well, he’d be open about it if he spoke more.

They were simply illogical.

Ichiji looks over at his fiancé.

The man had never been good with emotions so he couldn’t exactly tell what they were thinking but he doubted they were enthusiastic about this.

Still, if it helped Germa, he’d gladly get married. It was such a small act in the grand scheme of things.

Besides, he didn’t trust his idiot brothers with this task. They’d shown they weren’t trustworthy when they openly showed interest in his future spouse.

They didn’t have their eyes on the prize.

He was better than that.

Ichiji shakes the hand of his fiancé firmly, wanting to set the pace for this relationship. This was a transaction. Nothing more.