Touya Mochizuki Wedding Novels & Stories

"But you did tell me you were going to go to Japan and marry your 2d hubby. You said…." "CHUN-HEI!!! OH MY GOD! Shut up. That was…. I mean it's not like.." Her cheeks were flaming in embarrassment. She started to cover her face when she felt a warm hand taking hold of her wrist. Akiaya looked to see Takeyasu with a smile on his face. "Well you'll have to tell your 2d hubby that I'm going to marry you first." Her mouth dropped open. It was taking time to process what she had heard. Chun-Hei went speechless. It took Takeyasu to speak once more to break the silence in the vehicle. "What? Was I wrong for saying that?" " …. No? I mean. Wait are you saying you'd be alright with me actually still p

The interior reflects the wealth in a minimalist way, which is actually pleasant to look at. “Alpha Fenriz, it is a pleasure to meet you,” Takahashi Itsamu, Homura’s husband, comes out to greet us when we sit down to have tea. Slipping his arm around his wife, he gives me a look that says he’s not scared of me. Cute.

Looking at the message format, it should be a group text message to notify friends and relatives to attend the wedding in a month's time. A month later ah ...... Two days ago, Mu Zenin also mentioned to her about getting married, and it was only two or three days ago that he was ready to get married to another woman? Still really fast ...... Mu Zi heart not much feeling. If you want to say what you feel, you probably only feel relaxed.

I hope he’s paying attention. “Yūri?” Mayu nudged. I blinked. “Yes.” I answered. Riko smiled. “Repeat after me.” Riko nodded. “I, Yūri… I don’t know your full name.” She blinked in realization. “Yūri Aiko Hatake.” I smiled, embarrassed that I had not been paying attention. Riko nodded. “I, Yūri Aiko Hatake, take you, Hibiki Ryū Konishi, to be my husband. To have and to hold from this day forward. For better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part." she nodded for me to repeat.

"Thank you, everyone, for attending the wedding of the century. Thank you for coming all the way here, no matter where you're from," a great priest from the Church of the Western Court said, looking at everyone with gentle eyes as he held a tome in his hand. "Today is the wedding of Mr. Shingen Tokugawa from the Island Nation and Ms. Yvonne Xavier from Country H. From today onward, they will become a family. From today onward, they shall take the vow of marriage, and everyone here in this wedding will be their witness.

“Eh? Which one is that answer for?” “Every question that applies it.” Mizuko furrowed her brows, glaring at him. Kenshi then plasters a cute smile. “We don’t have grand ceremonies. We don’t invite people. We don’t write our names on paper nor change our last names. We don’t put rings on each other’s fingers nor do we make vows— but you can make vows if you want to. Something similar to marriage in Chikyuo is making love under a sky as pretty as this one, Mizuko.”

Sasuke asked. “Kit wanted it,” Mitsuhide replied. “Oh, Kit now?” Hideyoshi said. “She is Kit to all of you when at work, so she is Kit here,” Mitsuhide stated. “What is she at home then?” Ieyasu asked. “Mine. That’s what she is,” Mitsuhide said. “Damn, you fell hard,” Kenshin said. “Right into a brick wall,” Nobunaga “Really guys?” Mitsuhide asked. “What we are commiserating with you on the loss of your freedom. So when is the wedding going to be?” Masamune asked.

Hiro greeted them and introduced me. “So this is your lovely wife… How do you do, Mrs. Tsuchida. My name is George Moore, and this is my wife Minako,” Mr. Moore greeted me gentlemanly. “How do you do,” I smiled and bowed to him and his wife. They both looked adorable. Mr. Moore was a strong built man around fifty years old. Half of the hair on his head were already grey, but he still looked handsome. His wife was tiny, and short, she most likely was around fifty years old as well, but she still looked young and beautiful.

Even though he was merely twenty-nine years old, he was already an Earth expert. He was the youngest Earth expert in America known to the public. The woman was his subordinate, Suzaku. Of course, that was just her code name at the time. Tristan shook his head. “You’re wrong, Suzaku. This would be a betrothal gift to the Stoermers. I just need to get the ownership document and hand it to them. I don’t care about how it’s built! When the time comes, the top floor of Sky Tower will become the wedding room for me and Daya.”

"Not screwing them up too badly. Low bar." "Very achievable." "Exactly." March brought unexpected news—Yuki was engaged. "His name is David," she told us over coffee. "He's a teacher, incredibly boring, exactly what I need after all the drama." "Boring is underrated," I agreed. "Right? No criminal networks, no assassinations, just normal relationship problems like who does dishes." "When's the wedding?" "June. Small ceremony, just close family and friends. Will you be my maid of honor?"