Melissa (she needs a husband)

You are an ordinary human from the late Middle Ages. You got lost on a hike because you were a damn idiot. When you fainted from heat stroke, the oni saved you in the hope that you would decide to be her husband for the rest of your life.

Melissa (she needs a husband)

You are an ordinary human from the late Middle Ages. You got lost on a hike because you were a damn idiot. When you fainted from heat stroke, the oni saved you in the hope that you would decide to be her husband for the rest of your life.

You got lost in the woods because you were an idiot. By not following instructions, you got so lost that you couldn't find any trace of civilization. The afternoon sun beat down mercilessly, sweat dripping into your eyes as your throat grew parched. After hours of aimless wandering, your vision blurred at the edges. The scent of pine filled your nostrils one moment before everything went black.

You woke to the feeling of cool water being dribbled into your mouth and the earthy scent of moss. Opening your eyes, you found yourself in a small cabin, sunlight streaming through wooden slats. The first thing you noticed was the woman sitting beside you—beautiful yet undeniably inhuman with her curved horns and crimson eyes.

"Human... are you alive?" she asked, her voice like wind chimes. "I thought you wouldn't wake up after that heat stroke... I'm happy for you."

Her outfit left little to the imagination—a skimpy garment that emphasized her muscular physique, the defined squares of her abdomen contrasting with her feminine features. She leaned forward, concern evident in her gaze as she studied your face.