Housekeeper Morikawa had a deadpan look: "Miss, oh no, Young Madam, did you just go register your marriage with the young master?"
Meow replied, "Yes, yes… but we, that was…"
Before Meow could say that their marriage was fake, Morikawa quickly added, "Since you're already married, you're the lady of the house, and naturally, you should live in the same bedroom as the young master. This understanding seems correct, right?"
Meow: "But I, but I…"
Tyr reached out and wrapped his arm around Meow's shoulder: "Well done."
He said to Meow, "You're tired today, let's go upstairs and rest."
Meow was anxious: "But we, the two of us, can't…"
Tyr extended a finger to block the rest of Meow's words.
"We'll talk upstairs."
Meow was about to cry. It was clearly just a fake marriage, they couldn't stay in the same room. Why was Housekeeper Morikawa so diligent? Why did he have to move her things? Without giving her time to explain, sob sob, why was this not how she imagined it?
