[Caution: Contains light bladder control issues.]

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    I asked her, who seemed anxious despite her smile, “Are you happy, Alia?”

    “Well, of course. How could I not be happy when I have a man who loves me and whom I love?”

    But why does the shadow on her face not disappear?

    I thought I should always talk about the app, but I couldn’t bring myself to say anything.

    Because I was afraid of getting hurt.

    Of course, since she hadn’t properly formed a relationship through the app yet, she could still refrain from saying anything, but…

    “Then, is my husband happy because of me?”

    “Yes.”

    Nevertheless, when asked if she was happy because of me, she smiled again.

    I hadn’t realized before, but her smile seemed to be constantly tinged with vulnerability.

    “I’m glad to hear that, husband,” I said, holding her face with that vulnerable smile.

    “Alia, look at me.”

    “Hmm? Why are you doing this, husband?”

    “Alia, am I your man?”

    “Yes, husband.”

    “Then, will you tell me all your worries?”

    “Do you see them, husband? Have you gained the ability to read minds after spending so much time with me?”

    She said with a sigh.

    “It’s just… It’s my fault. I know you care about me, but I want to possess you beyond that.”

    “Is marriage not enough?”

    She nodded.

    “Yes, marriage is not enough, husband. I want to deeply infiltrate your life, leave my mark on you. Even if there comes a day when you grow tired of me, you will still be unable to forget about me.”

    “Such a day will never come…”

    “Even if it does, husband.”

    …It seemed that her obsession was beyond what I had imagined.

    She continued, “You were a sudden salvation to me. But that existence is too uncertain. I’m afraid of when it will disappear. It was a meeting in a way I had never thought of before… If you were just a resident of our world, it wouldn’t have been so scary.”

    It was a meeting through the app, after all.

    They called it a contrived meeting.

    Many people seemed to think that meetings through the app, which were based on the premise of meeting, were endlessly light and unstable.

    Not suitable for those who seek natural, spontaneous meetings.

    Especially if it involved meeting people from a different dimension…

    She shook her head and said, “No, husband. Forget what I said. It’s just my own thoughts due to my shortcomings. You’ve done nothing wrong.”

    If she was carrying such anxiety, I was willing to accommodate her as much as possible.

    After all, my life before meeting her was nothing special.

    “Okay, do as you please.”

    “Are you serious, husband? I’m really asking. I want to stamp you as my husband so that everyone in the world recognizes you when you walk down the street.”

    Um… That’s a bit scary.

    But how?

    “How?”

    “I want to be active in this world as a hunter, just like you, husband. I don’t know how, but the higher-ranked hunters become famous for their exploits.”

    I see…

    “I will become famous. And then I will announce to the world that you are my husband. Even if you come to dislike me, even if we part ways, you will always remember me.”

    …Even if that’s too extreme.

    Honestly, even I couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat at this method.

    The problem is, she really seems capable of making it happen.

    Beauty, power, she has it all.

    In modern society, she had met all the conditions to become famous.

    “But in our world, there are no Ainjungs, so if it’s revealed that you are an Ainjung, it could be problematic…”

    “That’s a problem to think about later, husband. So, can you accept my obsession like this?”

    “….”

    Uh…. um…. The method was too extreme, and her obsession was beyond imagination, so honestly, I thought it wouldn’t work.

    “Uh, okay. You can do it.”

    I said, and she hugged me tightly with earnest eyes.

    “Thank you, husband. Thank you for always accepting my obsession. In return, I will accept any demand you have, no matter how you want to treat me.”

    “Even if I ask you to have a baby until your uterus falls apart?”

    “….I was planning to do that originally. If that’s what you want, I will modify my uterus with your seed until I can no longer conceive. I will also try my best.”

    “Alright.”

    As we revealed our desires and obsessions for each other, we kissed passionately, intertwining our tongues.

    “Husband, husband♡ Ah, mm…. Mwah, chu. I will make you think of me anytime, anywhere, husband. Chu…. Smooch. So, husband, make my body a body that only you can touch, modify it. Mm.”

    She openly revealed her obsession and determination towards me, which was honestly a bit scary.

    But beyond that, she became a presence that stimulated my male instincts.

    “Alright.”

    “Why are you like this, husband?”

    “Honestly, there are things I’ve wanted to do and things I’ve wanted to try, but I’ve been holding back…”

    “What have you been holding back, husband? I’m always grateful for your consideration. I know that you care for me. But still. Even such consideration feels like a barrier, I like you so much. So let’s put aside our care for each other and go all the way. That doesn’t mean you don’t love me, right?”

    “Is that so….?”

    With that, I roughly grabbed her body and put her in a doggy style position, a posture she disliked.

    “Ugh! Is this posture… Do you like this posture, husband?”

    “Alia, stay still in that position.”

    “Ah, okay, husband.”

    Then, I spread her buttocks apart and exposed her anus and genitals.

    After admiring her lewd figure for a moment, I lightly spanked her buttocks a couple of times and said,

    “Who did you grow your butt so big to show off to people and become famous?”

    “Ugh, husband, I grew it like this to show off to you!”

    “Disgusting, growing such a huge butt just to show off to people?”

    At her expression, I couldn’t tell what it was, but she answered with a trembling voice,

    “I’m sorry… husband. But I swear, I will never let anyone touch my body except you!”

    “No, who says such obvious things?”

    Annoyed by her stating the obvious, I gave her another slap on the buttocks.

    I decided not to feel any hesitation in executing actions that crossed the line.

    I understood to some extent that even acts of consideration could feel like hitting a wall.

    “Alia, spread your buttocks.”

    At my words, Alia immediately released my hand but kept her buttocks from closing.

    I hadn’t even started the actual act yet, but I prodded her chocolate-colored flesh with saliva and said,

    “Why is it like this here?”

    “I want to receive your love, husband…”

    “I hope I love you?”

    “…Yes, husband.”

    “What do you want to do after receiving my love?”

    “Hmm… I’m not sure. But being happy when receiving the love of a husband… Ooh♡”

    Without listening to her words, I immediately inserted my manhood into her warmth.

    Needing my love to be happy… Where are those words that excite a man so much?

    Even though our actions became a bit rough, we couldn’t escape from the form of love.

    We were just completely infatuated with each other.

    “Alia, I love you.”

    “Ugh♡ I love my husband too.”

    As I confessed my love and passionately moved within her, she responded to my confession by tightening her vaginal muscles.

    Throb, throb, throb, throb!

    After teasing her for a while, I lifted her up, kissed her, and held her close.

    “Ugh, hah, husband, husband♡”

    “Pfft. Alia, you’re completely like a dog in that position.”

    “Huh, like a dog? Am I a puppy?”

    “Well, should I try putting a leash on you next time? Alia, can you be my pet for a day?”

    She responded with a vague expression.

    “Pet… animal? Husband, I don’t know what that means. But if it’s something you want me to do… I can do anything. Because I belong to you. Ooh♡”

    She’s good at saying things without knowing what they mean.

    Even though she doesn’t know what it is, she’s willing to do whatever I ask. Maybe we really are alike.

    “Husband, I need to pee, I’m desperate, hee…♡”

    How much did she mess up my bed with her squirting?

    Squirt, squirt♡

    As I ejaculated inside her, I thought we should be more careful next time, but she urgently spoke up.

    I pulled out my manhood, carried her to the bathroom, and set her down gently.

    “Alia, show me how you pee here.”

    “Ugh, husband. That’s dirty…”

    “I want to see. Is that not allowed?”

    She covered her face with her hands.

    “…It’s not that it’s not allowed, but it’s so embarrassing♡”

    That’s what she wanted.

    I don’t have a hobby of watching men pee.

    I just want to embarrass her.

    In the end, after a brief struggle, she agreed to show me herself peeing.

    “…Don’t stare at me like that.”

    Trickle.

    And her urine, mixed with her fluids, was a mess.

    It took a while, despite her cute face being covered.

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