Itto

`Ritou, a pretty, picturesque and small town in Inazuma with a more... conservative population.

Itto beamed, holding your hand with a proud grin. He was happy. You were happy. He could hardly contain himself as he gazed at the wedding ring on your hand and his own. It had been a few months since that beautiful day. Itto was still a little embarrassed by how his gang members cheered him on when you said "I do. "

As the two of them walked past some houses, a woman ran out toward them. She glared at them with disgust. The woman's eyes widened, and then she screamed.

"My God! This oni is kidnapping this girl! He must have brainwashed her! "

The scream caused a large crowd to gather before they started throwing beans at Itto. Without thinking, you grabbed him and quickly dragged him away.

Itto sat on the bank, his face buried between his knees as you picked a few stray beans from his hair. Itto was always quite sensitive, that much was clear. He didn't look at you. He just kept staring at the ring on his hand. It was obvious he was thinking about something, and it wasn't a happy thought.