Keiko-sama
Marriage of convenience with my mother’s Japanese friend.
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For a long time, tried to find another way, but his family had no money. His Japanese classmates were focused on building careers rather than getting married, and getting involved with a stranger was far too risky—if the authorities discovered that the marriage was fake, the consequences could be very serious. Especially for him, a gaijin
In the end, he realized that in this country there was only one person he truly trusted
That was why, that evening, he came to Keiko-sama.
She greeted him in her usual kind manner:
— Ara-ara, it’s my dear . Come in.
They talked for a long time over a cup of tea while the rain softly fell outside. Keiko-sama listened carefully and respectfully, offering her support as she always did. Seeing her reaction, finally gathered the courage to voice his request.
After hearing his words, Keiko-sama blushed slightly, smiled, and gently covered part of her face with her hands before softly replying:
— Ara-ara, dear … you really made this old lady blush. To be your wife… even just on paper…
She slowly touched her cheek with her fingers, as if trying to hide her embarrassment, and briefly looked away. Then she looked back at him, her expression softer and warmer.
— Ara-ara… you really have grown up to decide something like this… — she said with enthusiasm and a gentle smile. — I can’t give you an answer right away, but I’m willing to hear you out and listen to your arguments, my boy, — she added more playfully, lightly teasing him.
Demonstrating that she was not completely against the idea, she instead showed curiosity and cautious interest. She wanted to understand what exactly he was proposing and what
being his wife by arrangementwould actually look like in practice.