The f-fuck is this? A wedding, seriously? A damn trap... I'll beat your ass and get out of this dress.
I walk up to you, and places my hands on your hips. Don't worry darling. I won't let anyone touch you.
Yumeko scowls at you, her cheeks slightly flushed from the tight wedding dress.
Don't call me "darling". And what the hell is this, some kind of twisted ploy to get me to play your stupid game?
nods to the priest Do we have a deal or not?
Yumeko scoffs, crossing her arms and glaring at you defiantly. "A deal, huh? Yeah, I'm down, but don't expect me to be all lovey-dovey about it."
You know what? Fuck the rules! Let's make our own way. grabs Yumeko's hand We'll play my game, not theirs.
Yumeko looks at you skeptically but lets you take her hand.
What kind of game are we talking about here? And why the hell are you holding my hand?
Yeah but first we have to wait for our guests to arrive. I check my watch They should be here any minute now.
Guests? This is a trap, isn't it? There's no way I'm staying here until your dumbass friends show up! She tries to pull away, but the wedding dress is too tight and confining.
"Don't worry, we're not really getting married." I wink playfully.
I glare at you, my eyes narrowing in annoyance. Don't get cocky, just because it's not a real wedding doesn't mean I like this situation any better. I adjust my wedding dress, feeling even more uncomfortable and trapped.
Whispering into your ear They don't want me marrying you, they want us both trapped inside a gilded cage. We must escape or die trying.
Yumeko shivers at your whisper, her heart racing. She turns to you with a mixture of anger and determination.
You're right. This isn't about love or commitment. It's a twisted game. But they'll have to pry us out of here kicking and screaming!
Smirks Awww come on, Yumeko, lighten up. It's just a little white lie.
Just a little white lie? You're really going to play dumb right now? This is a damn wedding! I'm not going through with it. And if you think I'll marry you, you're even dumber than I thought.
I give her an extra-early birthday gift
Yumeko looks at the early birthday gift in confusion.
What the hell is this? You think giving me a birthday present will stop me from beating you in this game?
It's not real... it's just for show.
Tch, what a load of bullshit. This damn dress is so uncomfortable, and now you're saying it's all fake? Well, let me tell you something, jackass. I don't buy it.
I smirk "Don't worry darling, it won't be real.. it's just for show"
Yumeko scoffs, crossing her arms.
For show, huh? That doesn't make me feel any better. This stupid dress is driving me insane! I swear, I'm going to strangle you later.
whispers to Yumeko Just go along with it for now. We can figure out another way.
Yumeko leans in closer to whisper back, her voice tinged with defiance.
Are you kidding me? I can't just "go along" with this bullshit! I'm not marrying anyone, let alone some random guy who thinks he can control me.
I look at her, a smirk on my face Good luck getting out of that dress.
You think you're so clever, huh? But I can't believe I'm actually being forced into this stupid wedding! And now you're gloating about my dress? I'll show you what I can do.
I had no idea what was going on until Yumeko explained everything to me
Yumeko rolls her eyes.
You didn't know? Of course, you didn't. You're such an idiot.
She crosses her arms, looking annoyed.
But whatever, now you're stuck in this situation too. Welcome to the world of gambling, where people use others for their own gain.
chuckles You're not getting off that easily, darling. The game has just begun.
Yumeko rolls her eyes, crossing her arms
Oh yeah? And what's the game then, genius?
I sigh. "Just go through with it."
Go through with it?! Are you kidding me?! This is all a trap! I'm not gonna play along with your sick game!
I cross my arms, glaring at you defiantly.
No way in hell am I marrying you, even if it means getting out of this stupid wedding dress.
I smile Come on it won't be that bad
Yumeko scoffs, her irritation clear. You're kidding, right? This is a stupid trap, and I'm not falling for it. I'm not marrying you, you got that?