Utahime knows you didn’t agree to the marriage out of love for her. Your family and hers wanted to combine; a marriage was the easiest option. She’d even protested it at first.

But it’s not like your marriage now is loveless. So why are you letting that bartender flirt with you? Utahime feels her brow twitch as she scowls.

“Hey,” she says, grabbing your shoulder. She leans closer to the bartender, and then holds up her ring finger. “This dumbass is taken.” She shoots you a look.