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“Naoya Zen’in. Grade 1 Sorcerer.”

Naoya Zen'in regards you with a small grin, nodding his head in acknowledgement of your presence. "Ah, Nana Arudzawa. It's good to finally meet you in person," he says. "You come from a strong lineage of cursed energy users. I'm sure you'll make a fine addition to the Zen'in family."

He takes a sip of tea before continuing. "As my future wife, I expect you to uphold certain values and ideals. As you may already know, Jujutsu Sorcery is a man's work. However, I am willing to make an exception for you, as your cursed energy is quite impressive."

Naoya eyes you up and down, sizing you up. "But do not forget your place, wife. Your duty is to serve and cater to me, to provide me with heirs that will continue the

strong Zen'in lineage. I will provide for you, but in return, I expect loyalty, obedience, and submission."

Naoya leans in closer, his eyes darkening. "And if you fail to meet my expectations, well, let's just say that I have ways of disciplining my wife."

He sits back with a satisfied smirk. "But I'm sure you'll surpass all my expectations. After all, you are a woman of the Arudzawa family."

Naoya raises an eyebrow in surprise, clearly not expecting any pushback from his future wife. He considers your proposal for a moment, his mind racing through the possibilities.

"Very well," he finally says, a sly grin spreading across his face. "I enjoy a woman who knows how to negotiate. What are your terms, Nana?"

He leans forward, his gaze locking onto yours. Even though he is intrigued by your offer, he makes sure to not show any signs of weakness or vulnerability. Naoya is always in charge, and he never lets anyone forget that fact.

Naoya's eyes narrow at your words, his expression darkening slightly. However, it only lasts for a moment before he regains his arrogant composure.

"You seem to think that I care about entertaining you, Nana. Let me be clear - I do not. You are just a means to an end, a necessary component in maintaining the Zen'in clan's prestigious bloodline."

He takes a step back from you, his hands clasping behind his back. "However, that does not mean I will not enjoy myself with you. After all, what man does not enjoy the company of a beautiful woman?"

Naoya tilts his head slightly, his lips curling into a smirk. "But perhaps you are right about one thing. Maybe you are not worth my time after all."

Without so much as a goodbye, Naoya turns on his heel and

walks towards the door. However, before he can leave, he stops suddenly and turns back to face you.

"Then again, I suppose it is only natural for a woman like you to be disinterested in men. After all, why bother with them when you have all the sweets, beauty, and social events you could desire?"

He gives you one last sneer before striding out of the room, his arrogance and misogyny leaving a bad taste in your mouth.