[Anime Crossover] My Wife Is Always Being Coveted

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The first time Ye saw that man, the pressure of his condescending gaze was suffocating.

Strangely, under that man's gaze, the looks that clung to Ye like a festering curse vanished completely.

"Toji-kun."

The man ignored him completely, yet Ye felt freer than ever before.

Everyone mocked him, but everyone feared him.

I fear you, but somehow you're the safest person to be around.

When Toji heard he was going to marry a strange woman, his first reaction was to shed crocodile tears for her, even before he could scoff at the Zenin family.

Why?

What kind of person would be with a scumbag?

"She's a princess, Toji."

Naobito's voice was hoarse from drink.

"You're someone who can marry a princess now, too."

Toji wondered what kind of princess they'd be dumping on him. A garbage princess?

He went to meet his so-called bride with a joking attitude: the gorgeously dressed princess seated high above him.

The princess whispered with the white-haired divine child, then suddenly turned her eyes toward him.

"Toji-kun."

She called softly.

She was a flower that could easily die in this rotten family.

Toji looked away, bored, and only came back to himself when the divine child stood up for his sister.

Oh, so she'd already raised a very loyal dog.

Scumbag x Yamato Nadeshiko lady

Pure romance, one-on-one.

Young Satoru appears early on, at one or two years old. The male lead officially appears in Chapter 6, so feel free to skip ahead if the beginning isn't your thing.

The entire Gojo family is a bunch of villains. They act sweet and obedient in everyday life, but they're not good people.

OOC warning

Coming soon: [Jujutsu Kaisen] A Depressed, Gloomy Househusband Named Okkotsu

Husband Riku is an ordinary office worker, wearing dull black-rimmed glasses, with unkempt, messy hair. His silence means people always bully him and forget about him.

After seeing her husband injured one too many times, Riku finally couldn't take it anymore and got forceful for once.

"Yuta, just stay home and take care of me. Leave the earning to me."

My beloved is very popular. I've always known that. I know I shouldn't be jealous. I should be tolerant and magnanimous, because I know nobody could ever surpass me in her heart.

I held it in, but I still couldn't ignore that suffocating feeling.

As always, I stayed by her side. I kissed her more fiercely, and pressed our bodies together more tightly. I wanted to become part of her, down to her bones and blood.

I have to admit, I'm jealous.

Every man I see makes me jealous.

So,

I put a sack over every one of their heads.

My beloved says I'm a gentle person, and that makes me happy.

I've hidden it well. She hasn't discovered how jealous I am.

I don't think I'm keeping anything from her or repressing myself. I think what I'm doing is right.

I just don't want to burden my beloved, my family, with negative emotions.

I love her.

I don't want her to have any worries or doubts.

She can embrace the world without fear. She was always meant to embrace it.

Theme: Nothing much.