My Husband Is Strange

Cecia, daughter of a fallen Viscount family.
At a time when she had to worry about every meal day by day, her father even caused an accident that she had to clean up.
Amid that situation came a mysterious marriage proposal.
A proposal from the infamous North she had never visited even onc
And from the Marquis of the North, no less.
She was in no position to be picky, so she accepted the proposal first and dealt with the scattered problems of her household.
Then, amid everyone’s blessings, she held a splendid wedding ceremony.

Contrary to her fears, her husband, the Marquis of the North, was a dazzlingly handsome man.
Under the blessings of the Emperor and the Archbishop in the capital’s grand cathedral, she had a dreamlike wedding.
Afterward, the Marquis returned to the North first due to business.
After packing and preparing what she needed, Cecia headed north, her heart swelling with sweet dreams of newlywed life…
But when she arrived at the Northern castle, she was greeted by a stranger.
A man who looked like a bandit—rough and burly.

“W-who are you…?”
“I am your husband.”

This man is the same person as that dazzlingly handsome man from before?
Who would believe that?

“I change appearance every five days.”

The Marquis, Adam Sinclair, spoke increasingly unbelievable things.
How could a person’s face change every five days?
Not only his face, but his physique changed as well.

“I am under a curse.”

A curse? Things were getting more and more ridiculous.

“The moment you feel the happiest, the curse will be lifted, and I will live forever in the form I have at that moment.”

What? You mean he’ll be fixed for life in the form he has when I feel the happiest?
Then there’s no helping it.
She would just have to feel as happy as possible when he looked the most splendid, the most handsome, the most charming.
What if she happened to feel happy when he looked extremely fat or strange?
Then her life would be ruined.

She got married, and her husband is strange.
Her husband changes appearance every five days.
So, for her, it feels like sleeping with a different man every five days.
It’s actually… a little nice.
Like the fun of choosing from a variety. That kind of thing.