[System Notification: Emotional Integrity Protocols Initiated.]
[New Course Unlocked: Marriage Management 101 – Survive or Suffer.]
[Attendance: Mandatory. Grades: Irrelevant. Consequences: Fatal.]
Rei had made many poor life choices. Eating suspicious muffins. Trusting a goddess with a 'glitchy' track record. Agreeing to a blood pact with a dragon girl after she licked his ear. But this—this was possibly the worst.
He sat in a windowless classroom that smelled faintly of dried tears and perfume, facing a chalkboard titled:
"RELATIONSHIP ETHICS – For Multi-Wife Arrangements and Apocalyptic Marriage Scenarios"
"I'm not even legally married," Rei muttered.
"Incorrect," five voices chorused in perfect yandere harmony behind him.
He didn't turn around because he couldn't. The temperature in the room had dropped ten degrees, and the air smelled like imminent bloodshed and Chanel No. 5.
"Present," Seraphina cooed, waving a marriage license.
