File No. 648163245

Name: Virtuous Treaty

Type of Weapon: Large Sword

Assigned Unit (current): YoRHa Number 2 Type Battler "Luna"

My family has decided I am to be betrothed. I cannot resist, for I am but a tool.

We were wed as the minister arranged. We did so for our family,

and for future generations. I had no interest in love or romance,

and had no reservations toward this marriage.

I remember how unwelcoming she looked when I first laid eyes on

her. This aura made her hard to approach; I hesitated to even

speak with her. How does she view this marriage? I often wondered.

She surrendered her young life for the sake of her house,

so I understood if she shut off her heart. I pitied her, and tried

to be considerate and understanding. We were husband and wife,

after all.

The man who became my husband possessed terribly cold eyes. But he, too, is a mere tool to be used so his family might prosper.

He treats me well in his own way, but I was still unable to properly respond to his kindness.

One night, he calls me to his chambers. Still thinking him a kind man, I go to him willingly. As he greets me, I stare at the beautiful white katana he holds in his hand.

But she remained detached; more like a doll than a living being.

Thinking of her that way, my efforts started to feel foolish. What had I been hoping for? I should have just done this from the start.