I have a strange childhood sweetheart named Gojo Satoru.
Of course there is a reason why he is described like this! Because I seemed to be in bad luck if I got close to him, ranging from falling to the ground for no reason to being kidnapped and almost losing my life, so I nicknamed him Little Broomstick.
But I still had to have a good relationship with him - he was my apparent marriage partner. We had made an agreement when we were young that we would dissolve the marriage after successfully joining forces to control the family's lifeline, and never interfere with even a finger of each other.
With this understanding, I happily grew up to the age of eighteen. After getting the title of head of the house and the offer of my dream school, I was about to run away, but the fiancé I had forgotten about suddenly came to visit.
"Since I was a child, I have always helped you clear away obstacles around you. There is no credit but hard work, right?"
He photographed a signed marriage document in front of me, looking particularly innocent.
"Seriously, aren't you going to consider me?"
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Cp: [Gojo Satoru × Himuro Haruka]
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Detailed early warning + demining:
I don't know how to sign a contract and I won't join V. I will not accept any writing guidance for the whole process of making love. I will just write a picture to make you happy and I am happy. If you really don't like it, please leave the upper left corner. It's good for you and me.
It's not a comprehensive story, it only tells the world view of the curse, and it's a private, non-cursive PA. The full text is [first person substitution], but the heroine [has a name].
There is nothing important that requires warning. It is a short and very relaxed daily love story.
[First copywriting time: 2023.3.22]
Concept: Atypical love story of a young boy