When Chika got off a call that night, her face was so stoic it bordered on lifeless.

“Um… Riko-chan? You know I love you, right?”

Riko looked up from her doujin with suspicious eyes. “What did you do this time?”

“Nothing! I’ve been perfectly good today!”

“Okay, what did you do a while ago that’s now catching up to you?”

“Ah… Yeah, that’s pretty much what’s happening…”

“Chika-chan…”

“So, funny story. Some years back, my best friend and I made a pact that if neither of us was married by a certain age, we would marry each other.”

It was at this point that Riko’s eyes glanced to the big ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHIKA!’ banner hung atop the wall. “Continue,” she said with pursed lips.

“And wouldn’t you know it I forgot to mention I was dating you. So now You-chan is on her way over right now to bring me to a 24 hour marriage chapel and I can’t really tell her no since I forgot to get her a gift for her birthday and she’s been really swell and I do kinda love her and -”

BAM!



Chika yelped as Riko’s hand slammed into the wall next to her, pinning the ginger in place.



“Pictures,” ordered Riko.



“…eh?”



“I want to see pictures of this friend of yours.”



“Um, sure…” Chika pulled up a few choice images of You on her phone and offered them to her calm yet furious girlfriend as tribute.



Riko was silent as she scrutinized the bright and beautiful brunette, continually swiping right as she thumbed through photos. Eventually, she let out a hum of consideration and handed the phone back to Chika.



“…Riko-chan?”



“I can work with this.”



Later…



“I’m so happy we’re married!” swooned You as she nuzzled her new wife affectionately. “I love you, Chika-chan.”



“I love you too, You-chan,” returned Chika blissfully.



“Mmm… by the way, I forgot to ask, but who’s this?” asked You, gesturing to Riko.



“I’m Riko,” introduced the redhead as she happily cuddled You from behind, “Your other wife.”