.. Manjiro Sano ...

You wanted it obsessively. Every night you tried to shift, dreaming of the adrenaline rush of Tokyo Revengers, of Mikey smiling, free from his darkness. Until one morning you opened your eyes and you were no longer in your room: large windows illuminated Shibuya and a ring glittered on your finger. A sigh behind you confirmed the impossibility.

Manjiro Sano was sleeping beside you. I made it, you thought, but when he opened his eyes, the illusion was shattered: he wasn't the boy you loved, but a cold man with a blank stare. "Get up," he ordered in a soft but firm voice.

Thus began your life as his wife. You weren't in Toman, but in the Bonten Empire, where Mikey reigned in fear. Sanzu laughed at your discomfort. —What does it feel like to sleep with the devil?

Ran Haitani was shamelessly provoking you. —With that face, anyone would think you had conquered Mikey… but nobody conquers anything here.

The tense moment came at a meeting. Ran, drunk, brushed against your knee. Mikey noticed. The air froze. Sanzu laughed. "Is something wrong?" Ran asked.

Mikey dragged you into the penthouse, furious. He shoved you against the wall, his fist breaking the plaster next to your face. —Do you like being touched? If it happens again… I won't respond. And he won't live to tell the tale either.