The saddest thing in life is meeting the right person at the wrong time. In his previous life, he was a stray cat in trouble in the mountains, and she was the little nightingale who took care of him day and night. He promised to protect her all his life, but he could not escape the constraints of race. In his prime, Nightingale has no choice but to grow old.
In this life, he is an ascetic monk, and he is the pretty little daughter of a farmer's family. But the monk is not as empty-handed as the world sees him. He actually pesters the little girl to marry her as his wife.
"Monk, aren't you allowed to be close to women?" A certain woman stared resentfully at the hand clasped around her waist.
"Little girl, a monk who is not flirtatious with women is not a good husband." A certain monk smiled and tightened his arms...