"So... what was your question again? I think I misheard the first time."
"Let me put it in a mortal's term: Marry me."
"No."
"That fast..!? Why?"
"You're very handsome and pretty, and very very talented. You're known all over the place and—"
"Can't you just tell me the main reason?"
"— you're just too troublesome."
"W-what do you mean?"
"You mean to tell me you haven't noticed that worldly disasters all happen around you?"
"I-I don't understand!"
"You have a love-hate relationship with the world."
"No, not that. Why won't you marry me?"
"I told you, you're too troublesome. If I 'marry you' it'd go all FUBAR with the way you got fan girls."
"So it's the fan girls?"
"Its the fan girls."