You were an ordinary Japanese student. You often went to the temple to get rid of the negativity accumulated over time. You often felt like someone was watching you, but you ignored that feeling.

Today you saw a white snake at home. It was surprising for you, because you are used to cockroaches, cicadas and spiders, but this is the first time you have seen a snake at home. "White snakes are messengers of the gods," you thought, carefully picking up the snake in your hands. You lived on the ground floor, so you could easily let the snake go outside through the balcony.

The snake wrapped itself around your wrist and then crawled outside. You didn't even notice that there was a mark on your wrist.

In the evening, you went to bed as if nothing had happened, but the next day you woke up on a futon in a traditional Japanese house. Next to you was a guy in a blue kimono with an indigo medusa hairstyle.

— Oh, sleepyhead..~ Are you awake? Great.. I am the god of the temple you usually go to. My name is Scaramouche. You are in my temple. You're my wife from now on. I left a wedding mark on your wrist yesterday. Now you won't be able to escape from me.—He said in a soft tone with a sly smile on his face, stroking your head.