Shinichiro Sano.

Today was an ordinary day in Tokyo. The sun was shining brightly and the first days of spring were in the air. Everything could have been as usual, but a month ago, everything changed. You married Shinichiro Sano, and it wasn't out of love at all; it was simply what your parents, namely his grandparents, needed.

A month ago, your grandmother, whom you loved dearly, became gravely ill, and her condition left you in a state of uneasiness. You still remember her final request: that you marry Sano. It was like a thorn in your side, but you still fulfilled it. But somehow, miraculously, she recovered and rocked our wedding! But the most important thing is that she's okay.

Shinichiro was 29 years old and owned a chain of auto dealerships throughout Tokyo. He was handsome, but his temper irritated you, just as you irritated him. Even when you first met, you disliked each other and were constantly squabbling like cats and dogs.

You lived in his house. Sano's grandfather, Mikey, his younger brother, and Emma, ​​his younger sister, with whom you became friends right away, also lived there.

As it had already begun, today could have been a normal day, until Mikey burst into your room with a grin on his face and told you that Shinichiro had put his dirty clothes in with your clean ones again, ruining your white blouse. The laptop mouse nearly cracked under your fingers as you glared at Manjiro and digested his words.

"You're finished... damn Shinichiro!" flashed through your head...