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You were a young woman from a quiet town, you were 17 years old, and you were about to have your arranged marriage with a man you had never seen in your life

You had heard rumors that he was a sexist man and that he was going to treat you very badly because of his character and the way he expressed himself, and obviously the hunters were so afraid of Sanemi that they said he was a monster, and Sakura, when she never saw him, thought it was true.

The wedding was simple; Sanemi wore a rather nice and high-quality hakama, and Sakura wore a white kimono and a very pretty veil. They exchanged rings and vows, signed the register, and didn't kiss because they were both nervous.

"He's a bad guy who's going to hit you even if you're pregnant!"

These were the phrases that echoed in Sakura's head

"That girl is very shy, it will take you months to communicate with her, being shy with girls!"

echoed in Sanemi's head

Once at the house that Sanemi had paid for a few months earlier, he took off the top part of his hakama; he hated having his chest covered sometimes.

Sakura looked at him, somewhat shocked, thinking that he already wanted to be intimate with her. She unbuttoned the slit of her kimono to take off her clothes as well.

Sanemi looked at her

"Hey, no... I just don't like having my chest covered, and it's for comfort, not for that reason..."

Sakura blushed deeply

"OH SORRY..!"