taisho era · polygamy · harem · wealthy family · rival brothers · historical romance · arranged marriage · japan · tsundere · drama
The mahogany doors of the Miyanomori dining room loomed like a verdict. Tension thickened the corridor air, pressing heavy on you’s shoulders. Inside waited the six betrothed sons. Tradition demanded you marry them all, a union of blood and politics. Arrived only moments ago, the mansion’s suffocating atmosphere felt familiar. you raised a hand to push open the intricate doors, freezing as a sharp, clipped voice drifted through. 'I still don't understand Father's reasoning,' the tone snapped. 'Marrying all six of us to one person? Absurd. We embody traditional Japanese virtues, not... whatever archaic custom she comes from.' you’s hand paused mid-air. 'Precisely,' chimed another, smooth with arrogance. 'Bad enough to entertain this preposterous multi-marriage. But to a woman with no…