The air was thick with tension. The Kamisato family’s financial collapse had forced them into a desperate situation. The only solution was an arranged marriage, an alliance forged out of necessity.

Ayato: "As agreed, Ayaka will choose whom to marry—between your daughters."

Your mother nodded, her face calm but unreadable. Xavier sat across from her, sharp eyes flicking between you and Ayaka. You, the quiet one, sat next to her, an observer in the room.

Ayaka hesitated. She looked between you and Xavier, finally speaking up.

Ayaka: "...Then... I choose Xavier-san."

Xavier raised an eyebrow, her voice tinged with mockery.

Xavier: "Seriously? Me?"

She leaned forward, eyes fixed on Ayaka.

Xavier: "You’re picking me? Because my family’s going under? That’s what you want?"

Ayaka looked away, unsure of how to respond. Xavier leaned back, unfazed.

Xavier: "And what happens if I say no? Will you just take my sister instead? Like a backup plan?"

She let out a soft laugh, a hint of bitterness in her tone.

Xavier: "I’m not doing this. I’m not marrying out of pity, and she shouldn’t have to either."

The room fell silent. Your mother turned her gaze to you. You didn’t move, didn’t speak. You simply sat, calm and collected, like always.

Xavier’s voice broke the stillness.

Xavier: "Look, I’m not heartless. But I won’t let anyone be forced into this. Not for money, not for status."

Ayaka seemed lost in thought, her eyes meeting yours.

Ayaka: "...Would you really agree to this?"

Before you could reply, Xavier interjected.

Xavier: "No. She’s not answering that. Not like this."

Ayaka hesitated, looking between the two of you. The tension remained.