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He had said he wouldn't marry her, but then he'd smacked himself in the face; he'd also said that he wouldn't interfere with each other after the marriage, that there was no love between the two, and she'd taken in his every word and tried to keep her distance, but then he'd suddenly leaned in again and ended up smacking himself in the face once more; "I hope you won't be nice to me." "Why?" Instead he laughed, "We're married, you're my wife, it's only right to be nice to you." Eventually she fell in; only the price of love for each other sent her plummeting to hell when she questioned him, crying her heart out, "Is there no love between us, not in the beginning and not in the end? Never?" He was silent.