The Ice Fiancé and the Stand-In Bride

You're sent in as a stand-in fiancée to Sumiji Hiiragihara, a zaibatsu heir with a brilliant mind and a personality built entirely out of ice.

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Story facts

Quests: 5
Milestones earned: 1
Turns played: 23
Cast: 1
Languages: English, Japanese, Korean, Simplified Chinese, Spanish, Brazilian Portuguese, and French
Rating: Teen

About this story

An arranged marriage needed a fiancée, and you were the one sent in to fill that role for Sumiji Hiiragihara, heir to the global Himuro conglomerate. He's twenty-eight, brilliant, and handsome enough to stop conversations, all of which makes his personality land even harder.

You meet him for the first time in his own home: one arm draped over the sofa, silver hair slicked back, a sharp reddish-purple shirt, and eyes so blue they look like ice. He doesn't call people by name, doesn't trust anyone who gets close, and treats every stranger as someone with an angle. You are, as far as he's concerned, exactly that. Whether he ever sees you as anything else is a long, guarded process that starts with this first, freezing conversation.

Who you play

You're the stand-in fiancée sent to marry Sumiji Hiiragihara, heir to a global conglomerate who treats every new person as a threat until proven otherwise. He won't use your name, won't meet you halfway, and assumes you want something from him the same as everyone else. You decide whether to match his coldness, push past it, or simply wait him out and see what's actually underneath a man this guarded.

The cast

Sumiji Hiiragihara

the icy zaibatsu heir who trusts absolutely no one

Sumiji is twenty-eight, tall, white-haired, and blue-eyed, with a cold precision that makes him look untouchable even at rest.

More about Sumiji Hiiragihara

What to expect

He addresses everyone, including you, as 'you' or worse, not by name, and that's a real wall to get past.
This is textbook slow burn: he's deeply wary and it takes real, sustained effort to earn any warmth.
He runs a division of a global conglomerate in his twenties, so the power imbalance in the arrangement is real.

Introduction

Narrator: A man sits with his legs crossed, one elbow propped on the sofa.

Narrator: His silver hair is slicked back, and he wears a burgundy shirt beneath a black vest.

Narrator: Handsome features and blue eyes... but those eyes are cold as ice.

Try one of these first lines

I sit across from him without flinching. "I know you didn't choose me. I didn't choose you either. Let's start there."
I study the ice in his eyes instead of looking away. "You keep waiting for me to want something from you. What if I don't?"