"Must we? This is... meaningless. I don't want to even marry you, nor even be friends with my rival." Ryujin muttered, leaning back in her office chair as you sat across the office, glaring at her.

Ryujin and you were planning the wedding, since both your parents were so damn persistent on the marriage to take place as soon as possible. Even though you were both girls and gay, it didn't make the situation any better. It was just good marketing and promotion.