Ch.176August Bride (7)

Time flew by quickly, passing the start of August, and the day of Sol-young and Teacher Miso’s wedding arrived.

As Teacher had mentioned before, the wedding took place in Namhae, her hometown far from Seoul.

The venue wasn’t a large wedding hall, but rather a small church near the seaside that Teacher’s family attended. Since it couldn’t accommodate many people, they had planned for a small-scale wedding from the beginning.

“Teacher Miso! Congratulations on your marriage! Did you think we wouldn’t come because you’re getting married so far away?”

“Everyone…! How did you all get here?”

“We came together in Do-young’s kendo gym van early this morning.”

“I see. Thank you all so much for coming all this way!”

Nevertheless, the wedding venue was packed with people.

In Teacher Miso’s case, there were her students from the same school and fellow teachers,

And for Sol-young, there were his school friends and military seniors and juniors.

“Brother Sol-young, congratulations on your marriage! Getting married just a month after being discharged from the military—aren’t you climbing the stairs to adulthood too quickly?”

“Thanks for coming all this way, everyone. I told you that you didn’t have to come.”

“I might skip the company commander’s wedding, but I promised I’d definitely come to yours. Though I didn’t expect it to happen right after discharge.”

“Thanks. You don’t need to give any wedding gifts, just eat whatever you want before you go.”

“I’m not that shameless. I’ll give what I should, but in return, can I make a move if I see someone I like? Your relatives or the bride’s relatives must all be good-looking people, right?”

“That’s fine, but don’t mess with people who are already taken.”

“Yes, Sergeant Ban Sol-young. Salute!”

Perhaps it was due to their usual character.

The venue, which would have been quite tight even with just family members, was filled with people who came to celebrate the couple’s marriage.

If it were me, I would never have gone to my military senior’s wedding.

Just thinking about all the abuse I suffered from that jerk Sergeant Ko,

I felt like I could die of frustration that “Half of Half Island” started serializing only after I was discharged from the military.

“Yeo Mi-so, you crazy girl! Is it true you snagged a younger man from Seoul and got married?”

“The girl who said we should forget about first love and just study hard was supposed to live as a spinster forever, but now you’re getting married before us!”

“Hehehe, well, that’s how it turned out. Ah, no… that’s how it turned out. Ahaha.”

“Aiyoo… anyway, congratulations! If you’re not happy for the rest of your life, you’re dead, you know?”

“O-of course! I mean, of course!”

“Look at her desperately trying not to show her dialect in front of her groom.”

Teacher Miso, dressed in her wedding gown, had a joyful reunion as she embraced her hometown friends, who were among other welcome guests.

Classmates who had spent elementary, middle, and high school together.

For Ban Do-young, they were like childhood friends such as Sa-hyang and Hye-rang. When interacting with them, Teacher Miso unconsciously let slip the dialect of those days.

“Teacher Miso uses dialect when she’s with her hometown friends.”

“Yeah, she always speaks politely to students. I never noticed even a hint of dialect before, so I had no idea.”

“Must be a setting added later.”

“What are you talking about, Do-young?”

Startled by her own dialect, Teacher Miso

quickly covered her small mouth with both hands.

The sight was incredibly cute, like a squirrel stuffing acorns into its cheeks.

The petite wedding dress and slender figure,

combined with that thick Gyeongsang Province dialect coming from Teacher Miso.

If I were Sol-young, I’d probably request her to use that Gyeongsang dialect for aegyo every night in bed.

“By the way, girl, your married life might be a bit tough.”

“Huh…? What do you mean?”

“That big-bottomed girl over there on the groom’s side. The groom’s younger sister… your sister-in-law.”

“Ah, yes.”

“She looks like she’ll be quite high-maintenance.”

“Ah, you noticed too? I thought she was just tall like her brother, but there must be something in their family. The younger sisters are extremely pretty too. Don’t you think she’s the type who’ll constantly visit your newlywed home after you’re married and be a nuisance?”

“Do-young at our newlywed home… Ahaha. That would be quite interesting in its own way.”

“Are you crazy, girl? What wife in the world would find her sister-in-law barging into their newlywed home ‘interesting’?”

“And it’s not just one sister, but two. What if they’re both obsessively attached to their brother? I can already see them getting super drunk at university gatherings and then saying, ‘Can I just stay at your place for one night because Mom will scold me if I go home?’ And your husband, not understanding your frustration, will just allow it.”

“Exactly. And she’s not just ordinarily pretty. She looks like the type who’s treated like a university goddess and acts like the queen bee at company dinners and drinking parties, don’t you think?”

“O-our sister-in-law looks so mature and beautiful that she sometimes gets those misunderstandings. But that will absolutely not happen. Even if it could happen later, it won’t for at least 2-3 years.”

“Huh? How can you be so sure about that? What makes you so confident?”

“Well, Do-young is…”

Having roughly understood the flow of the conversation, I approached them at Teacher Miso’s gesture.

Then, very politely, I bowed to her hometown friends.

“Hello, I’m Ban Do-young, student of Teacher Yeo Mi-so, Class 1-1, attendance number 7 at Bulsa High School.”

“She’s my student.”

“A-a kid? And even in Miso’s class?”

“Y-yes… sorry for not mentioning it earlier.”

Their faces clearly showed they were about to blurt out,

‘How is this a kid with those curves?’

Of course, Teacher Miso’s hometown friends were also adults with social awareness.

They had enough tact not to let those words escape unfiltered, but…

“I clearly don’t look like a kid with undeveloped curves, right?”

“Pfft!”

“*cough* *cough*!”

“D-Do-young…!”

So I said it for them.

No need to hold back words that would just cause indigestion.

“Then what? Girl, did you seduce your student’s older brother and get married?”

“Not a sister-in-law but a real thief, this Yeo Mi-so!”

“Even if your mother at home keeps nagging about when you’ll get married, how could you shake your bottom at your student’s brother?!”

“E-even if it’s true, how can you say it so directly! And didn’t I tell you I’ve known Sol-young since university!”

“Oh, the native speaker comes out.”

Of course, such minimal filters didn’t exist for Teacher Miso’s longtime hometown friends.

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“Bwaaah…! Mom, Dad, thank you so much for loving me…! I’ll try my best to do for our baby what you did for me… so…”

“Alright, stop crying now and let’s go inside. Don’t you see your groom waiting over there?”

“Uwaaah… but this dress…!”

“Look, Do-young. Teacher Miso has been crying even before her entrance.”

“She was already teary-eyed when she was putting on the dress earlier.”

“She practiced wearing it since yesterday, saying she wouldn’t cry during the actual ceremony, but I guess she couldn’t overcome it.”

“Is there some curse on the dress?”

Although the wedding was arranged hastily, the event itself proceeded without major issues.

Teacher Miso’s family had always wanted her to marry early, so it was easy to secure the venue and schedule quickly.

And with the help of shops we’d known for a long time, like the wedding shop we visited before, it was much easier to complete the necessary preparations within the tight schedule.

Of course, there was a small issue with the bride bursting into tears like a newborn baby throughout the ceremony,

requiring staff to call for time-outs to touch up the bride’s makeup.

But no one here,

blamed Teacher Miso for her tears.

Better to cry as much as possible here and get it all out.

Better to cry all your lifetime tears now than to have reasons to cry after marriage.

Everyone must have been thinking that.

“Now, the next order is the toast from the bride’s father…”

“Bwaaah!”

“The vows and exchange of rings between the bride and groom…”

“Bwaaah…!”

“A congratulatory performance by the groom’s sister Ban Do-young and her friend Choi Sa-hyang…”

“Bwaaah…!”

“Girl, stop crying! Are you a hen or a rooster? Why are you crying when the dance music is playing!”

No one here

blamed Teacher Miso’s unfiltered hometown friend.

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“With this, I declare that the groom Ban Sol-young and the bride Yeo Mi-so are now officially husband and wife. Ladies and gentlemen, please give them a big round of applause and congratulations!”

“Woohoo!”

“Congratulations, Teacher!”

“Be happy, girl!”

“Live well, Brother Sol-young!”

“Sniff… Thank you all so much!”

After all the ups and downs, the wedding concluded successfully.

Today, Teacher Miso was the most beautiful bride in the world,

and that guy Sol-young was the most handsome groom in the world.

“Brother Sol-young and Teacher Miso. They’re really husband and wife now.”

“Yeah. Now I might actually have to call Teacher Miso ‘sister-in-law’ at school.”

“That seems a bit rash.”

Sitting next to Do Ha-min, who had been beside me throughout the wedding,

I chatted while watching Sol-young and Teacher Miso taking pictures on the church rooftop with the sea as a backdrop.

“They say summer is a difficult time for weddings. But seeing it in person, it doesn’t seem so bad. An August bride under the summer sky. Isn’t that quite unique and cool?”

“Yes. Really. It suits them well.”

“Hey, Do Ha-min.”

“Yes?”

“…What month’s bride will you make me?”