Johto was modeled after Japan's Kansai and Shikoku Island.
Naturally, the wedding style leaned in that direction as well.
Still, seeing two blond-haired people in traditional kimono—one in a white shiromuku, the other in an iro-uchikake—felt rather strange.
The ceremony was called Jinzen-shiki. It stripped away much of the tedious formalities, leaving only a brief process of paying respects to Ho-Oh, the tower's master, reading the marriage certificate, and so on. At most, it would not last longer than half an hour.
The only part that interested Heiduo was the ritual where three cups of sake were shared and finished in three rounds. According to Longxing, it carried special meaning, symbolizing a vow to love each other for life and grow old together.
That made him wonder whether he should do the same when he got married.
When in Rome, do as the Romans did.
Half an hour later.
The ceremony ended.
Yunsheng, standing at the front beside his father Gong Xu, quietly let out a sigh of relief. Marriage itself was a joyous thing, but it could also leave the groom too exhausted to move.
"Stand properly."
Gong Xu's voice suddenly reached his ears.
"On camera, every flaw gets magnified without limit."
Yunsheng's expression stiffened, and he immediately straightened up.
This wedding was semi-public, with several television stations present to conduct interviews and film the event.
Of course, the coverage had little to do with whether he was getting married. It was mainly about the series of commercial activities his wedding had set off.
Still, parts of the wedding ceremony were bound to be broadcast.
"Did you come up with this plan yourself?"
Gong Xu asked again, though his expression did not change at all.
Yunsheng did not answer immediately. He glanced at Heiduo before saying, "No. Heiduo