My Forged Marriage (COMPLETE)

Prolog

“So this is Tokyo,”

With my luggage in hand I stepped off the train. There were skyscrapers and throngs of people all around. My first sight of the city was overwhelming. I had always thought that Kyushu was similarly an urban area, but it was nothing compared to Tokyo. Was I really going to be able to live here?

When I thought of the future I was to face, I got a little nervous. But circumstances made me come here, and I can’t turn back now.

“First, I have to call Uncle Kunihiko”

I took out the note I received from mom. Uncle Kunihiko was my relative. According to mom, he’s the president of a large company here in Tokyo. I had graduated from college but failed to find a job. Without any other connections or prospects, I came to Tokyo hoping that Uncle could help.

“The last time I saw him was during my cousin’s wedding, let’s see… it was about 10 years ago? I might not recognize him,”

He must have been so sophisticated because he was the president of one of those tech companies that was hot at the moment. Perhaps he wears an expensive suit, looking professional… as I imagined how my Uncle would look now, I called the number mom gave me.

“Hello?” a voice said on the other end.

“Oh, hello? It’s Lorien,”

“Lorien?”

“Lorien from Kyushu”

“Oh Lorien!” Uncle’s voice brightened up. For the president of a company, he seemed pretty friendly and easy to talk to. I eased up and relaxed a bit.

“I just arrived at the station. Can I head over now?”

“Oh actually can you pick up some things for me at the store?”

“At the store?”

“I’ll email you a list right now, so can you stop by the supermarket on the way and buy those items?”

“Sure…”

“Thanks!”

He hung up. After a few seconds, I received an email.

“Fenugreek, nigella seed, cardamom… what are all these?”

The listed looked like cooking ingredients, but there were no other notes. Without knowing what I was supposed to buy, I headed toward the nearest supermarket.

The market was spectacular. Compared to all the markets back home, this was first class style shopping. The only problem was I had no idea what I was buying, nor was I used to the layout of the store so I have no idea where the items actually were.

I headed towards the produce section and wandered around. As I looked around I accidentally bumped into someone.

“Oh, I’m sorry”

The man looked upset, almost like he had woken up on the wrong side of the bed and any little disturbance was going to set him off. Though I didn’t want to get in his way, I figured he came here often and would know where the items I needed were.

“Um, do you know where I can find something-greek?”

“Something-greek?”

“Um, fenugreek?” I read the email I received from Uncle. The man gave me an exasperated look.

“That’s a spice, you’re in the wrong section”

“Oh, fenugreek is a spice?”

“You don’t know what you’re buying? Weirdo”