episode_0042

In fact, there was one more factor besides her actively engaging in activities outside of her world that contributed to her starting to regain her self-esteem….

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[Ah~ Nuna, you look so cool.]

[Nuna, I’m dying.]

[Ack! Unnie, she’s my idol!]

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She began to actively use social media.

Just by posting short clips of her daily life or swinging a sword, she saw her followers increase by the hundreds with just a quick refresh, all because she tagged herself as a B-list hunter.

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[Ah, I want to date this nuna. From her cold gaze to her mysterious golden eyes. Even though she exudes decadence, she must be warm to my man, right?]

ㄴ[Huh? Who is this nuna dating? This post is creepy.]

ㄴ[Here we go again. Found a female pro hunter I like after a long time, but if I don’t objectify her for even a day….]

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However, reading through the comments, it seemed oddly enough that she was just as popular among women as she was among men.

A quick check of the gender ratio of her followers revealed that there were just as many women as men, if not more.

Well, from a third-party perspective, she did embody the ideal image of a beautiful woman that women desire.

With her olive skin, golden eyes that sparkled, a face full of decadence, and an expressionless face except when facing me, she had a captivating appearance that would enchant both men and women alike.

As I watched her swing her sword while taking a break from teaching me swordsmanship, I couldn’t help but wonder how she appeared to an outsider.

They probably wouldn’t know that she enjoys being affectionate and receiving attention from my man.

As she wiped the sweat off her brow and took a sip of water, I approached her with a towel in hand, and she accepted it gratefully.

“Thanks, husband. I’m sweating more than usual right now….”

“Alia even smells good when she sweats.”

And then, she hugged me from behind.

She lowered her head and said, “Husband is really….”

She playfully tapped my lower body with her hip, then stiffened as she felt the presence of my clone rise up.

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– 25 (2 up!) (The closer the score is to 100, the more the individual feels loved.)

– The user of the app desires even more love and attention, down to every unseen corner of their body.

– When the app user catches others eyeing them with desire, it brings them happiness.

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And below that was her updated affection window.

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– (new!) Finding beauty in even her dirty parts and receiving praise for it, even feeling a sense of shame from such acts, brings her happiness.

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“Husband, why are you so excited?”

“Just. People think you’re cool.”

“Hmm…. So is that why you’re rubbing this on my butt?”

“Seems like it. Do you not like it?”

In response, Alia, with her playful demeanor, began to tease my manhood with her sensual movements.

As if animals use their entire bodies to show affection when in heat.

“Do you need me to spell it out for you? Do as you please, husband.”

“Ha.”

I immediately pulled down her workout rubber band pants.

Between her plump cheeks, her moist vulva was revealed.

I teased her entrance from the outside, saying, “Tsk.”

A sticky, viscous secretion oozed from her vagina and onto my hand.

“People say they want to date Alia.”

“Hmm, it doesn’t matter what happens. I already belong to my husband, so it doesn’t matter if someone wants to date me.”

“There are posts saying that Alia doesn’t seem to like men.”

“Just because someone is a man doesn’t mean they like anyone. I like my husband.”

“Hah.”

After hearing her answer, I smiled satisfactorily, took off my pants, and aimed my penis at her vagina.

Squelch.

I slowly enjoyed the feeling of my glans parting her vaginal walls and slowly delved into her vagina.

“Ah….♡”

Alia accepted me eagerly, putting a lot of strength into her thighs.

“Alia, you’re beautiful.”

As I caressed her buttocks and complimented her, she spoke.

“Husband…. Feeling jealous? It feels like possessiveness.”

Embarrassingly, it was true.

It was a bit embarrassing, but watching others praise Alia, I felt a strong possessiveness towards her.

Maybe it was a desire to confirm that this beautiful woman was mine.

As I tightened my grip on her waist, she gradually pushed her buttocks back so that I could penetrate comfortably.

“Don’t be so impatient. I belong to my husband. Enjoy being my husband leisurely.”

With a self-assured and relaxed attitude full of self-esteem, Alia comforted and urged me.

I liked her eager attitude towards my affection, but I also liked her comforting me when I was impatient.

“Ugh, husband♡”

Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch♡

I focused all my attention on the sensation of her vaginal folds on my penis, not missing a single touch, and as I stirred her vagina, she released a faint vaginal fluid, helping my thrusting.

“Ugh.”

It was simply an act of confirming that she was mine, so I continued to thrust into her uterus with my glans, not holding back, reaching the deepest part of her inside.

“Ugh, husband♡”

And finally, it ended with a deep kiss.

I helped her put her pants back on, took her phone, and took a picture.

“Husband?”

She asked in confusion, and I handed her the phone back, saying, “How about this? You could use it as your profile picture.”

With a smile on her face, Alia said, “You seem a bit perverted.”

“Do you dislike it?”

“Why would I dislike it? I told you. Instead of taking over my husband’s life, completely possess me. You can use this as your profile picture instead of the picture now.”

“Sure, do that.”

Indeed, people might not know.

Due to the wind from the fan, the picture captured Alia with empty eyes and a blank expression, which was the face she made right after sex.

I didn’t have a hobby of sharing my woman with others, but seeing my small and precious Alia becoming everyone’s Alia, I couldn’t help but do this under the excuse of impulse.

A kind of territorial marking.

The fact that she made that expression meant she was mine.

“Husband, that’s enough.”

Thinking that, she completed changing the profile screen.

Blushing, she said, “Hmm…. It’s a bit embarrassing like this.”

I wrapped my arms around her waist satisfactorily and said, “I like it.”

Then, she alternately looked at me and the phone, saying, “Husband, you’re still not satisfied. If I knew you would enjoy it so much, I would have started this thing called SNS earlier.”

“I feel like Alia is no longer just mine….”

“There’s no way that’s true, husband. But seeing you jealous like this is quite nice.”

And then, Alia, whose buttocks were already soaked with my semen, pushed them towards me.

“If you’re that anxious, then let yourself be more immersed in my essence. No matter where or when I do something, it should be with what the master has provided, so you can truly feel that it belongs to the master.”

“….If you don’t provide it, can you forget about it?”

“….That’s what I’m saying, that’s what. And who knows, it might be something you don’t know. If the master is left unattended for too long, warmth may wander around looking for it. I’ve already learned the warmth that the master provides….”

….This lewd elf?

Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak.

As soon as I pulled down her pants and thrust into her, she called out to me in surprise.

“M-Master. Ah♡”

“What, you’re saying warmth might wander around looking for it? Say it again, Alia.”

“No, master…. Uh, if I’m abandoned by the master, it might turn out that way….♡”

“Quiet.”

After persistently poking around her uterus area, I ejaculated inside her again, and she said,

“Ooh….♡ I feel emotions similar to what I usually feel from the master. You don’t have to be so impatient, just relax inside me slowly.”

“….”

Soon after, I realized that I was becoming more obsessed with her than usual.

It’s not like there’s a law of obsession total amount that we can’t see between us as a couple, and if she’s less obsessed with me, I become more obsessed with her, and if I’m less obsessed with her, she becomes obsessed with me. I don’t know if this is a good match or what to call it.

“Right, right. Master, are you awake now?”

Nevertheless, one thing was certain – whether it was the appearance of being so obsessed or her calming me down with patience, either way was fine.