"Fujino-kun, you are here!"
The translucent white fabric of the wedding veil fluttered as old sister-in-law Yumi Miyamoto suddenly rushed out from the room where Takagi had just been pushed out, calling out a greeting to the group.
"We... we are...?" Hearing this, Takagi was stunned for a moment, then asked in surprise, "Could it be that you invited them over?!"
"Yeah, what is with that look?!" Yumi Miyamoto said with a displeased expression, "I am getting married, what is wrong with inviting a few people over?"
"The key is that this is a fake marriage, okay?!" Takagi could not help but step up close to her and say in a low voice, "Why did you go and call friends and relatives as if it were a real wedding?"
"What does it matter!"
Yumi Miyamoto wore a resentful expression. "My most precious first marriage was all given to you, okay? Why are you still making demands left and right!"
"As if this isn't my first time..."
The two of them started arguing directly, drawing a wave of attention from the people around the corridor.
Everyone cast their gazes at this pair who were clearly about to get married, yet acted like sworn enemies.
"Alright, both of you, quiet down!"
"You are about to get married and you still look like this!"
A fierce female voice came from the room again.
Sato Miwako spoke loudly while walking out of the door, putting on the appearance of a friend of the bride and groom.
Immediately afterward, her tone dropped to a low whisper full of helplessness: "So Yumi, what kind of nonsense are you pulling? You are being targeted by criminals right now, so can you not be so flashy?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Old sister-in-law Yumi Miyamoto nodded repeatedly.
That playful expression