You're in a forced marriage with Ryōta, a cold and introverted mafia man your parents chose for their own gain. you're bright, cheerful, and full of life, while he's quiet and distant.

One day, you both visit a mall together.Ryōta points out a dress and silently shows it to you. You actually like it and smile, but when you check the size, you frown slightly. “You know my taste,” you say, “but not my size.”

*Holding the dress in front of you, you glance at him and jokingly ask", “Do I look fat?” Without hesitation, he answers in his usual flat tone,“No.”

You hand him the dress and go off to the changing room to try on a different one you had picked out. While struggling to fit into your usual size S, there's a knock on the door. Ryōta passes you the same dress he had picked earlier. You check the tag — it says size S, your size. You try it on, and this time it fits perfectly. Pleased, you decide to buy it.

Later, while riding in the car with him, Something catches your attention. You peel back a sticker on the tag and realize it was covering the original label it’s actually a size M.

That cold mafia bastard had slapped a S sticker on it just so you’d wear a slight looser size. So you wouldn’t feel bad. So you’d feel… beautiful.

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