episode_0163

It was a pleasure to take wedding photos with Hyukjin, but there were unexpectedly many restrictions.

The reason is obvious, but there are traces of sex left all over the body.

The dirty marks of being bitten and sucked and the marks of loving kisses were too embarrassing to show up in photos, so the positions they could take were limited.

If I had known this would happen, I would have chosen a less revealing wedding dress. Should I wear such a dress even at a wedding?

I thought about it, but since Hyukjin seemed to prefer this, I gave up and went ahead with the filming.

An old photographer showing us the photos he took after finishing the wedding photoshoot that was so exciting for a short while.

We smiled brightly and expressed our gratitude when we saw the happy couple in the photo.

“Most of the pictures turned out well. Except for the ugly unzipped pants at the beginning.”

“Who would say that? What is a frying pan, a frying pan? Oh my, what kind of man would like someone this strong?”

“Here you go, idiot.”

As we face each other and laugh, the photographer gives me a look as if telling me not to get mad.

It basically means that there is a next reservation customer so please hurry up and go.

Then Hyukjin put the bag in the old photographer’s hand and whispered quietly in his ear.

“I’ll ask you to take a family photo later, old man.”

“Hehe, wouldn’t he have already returned to the dust by then? How much longer does this old man have left to live to ask such a favor…”

“I heard that the average lifespan is quite long. Even if you can’t live that long, wouldn’t you live at least 100 years? Please take care of me in 10 years too.”

“…”

Inspiration took the bag without answering, and we walked out of the studio, leaving the silent Inspiration behind.

Then, a tiny voice came into my ear.

[I guess I should wrap this up quickly. Of all people, I got targeted by a madman like that… Ugh…]

Ignoring the voice that somehow made me feel guilty, I put my hand on Hyukjin’s.

“It’s still early, do you want to go see the ceremony hall?”

“Is that so? Then I guess I can go back and look at it and start filling out the marriage registration form.”

“…”

As I tightened my fists in response to the guy who suddenly barged in, Hyukjin tilted his head and gently caressed my abdomen.

“Is there a problem? Are you feeling sick?”

“No, that’s not it. Joe, it doesn’t feel real…”

Marriage registration form!

Write it down, stamp it, and submit it, and you’ll be officially recognized as a married couple!

When I heard that I was going to write that grand document, an inexplicable thrill began to run through my body.

Gently swaying ~

Nine luscious fox tails sway in time with their owner’s emotions.

Her fluffy ears perked up with excitement, and her flushed body stamped its feet, unable to contain its excitement.

“Marriage registration form… Hehehe…”

All I can do is laugh without a reason, and the corners of my mouth keep going up.

The intense satisfaction that can only be felt during sex dominates the brain, making it impossible to think properly.

Anyway, when I get home, I’m going to fill out the marriage registration form and stamp it with my seal. Can I call you honey from now on?

If you call Hyukjin honey at the wedding hall, I think you’ll feel really touched.

Since you won’t be able to do it when the situation arises, let’s practice from now on. If you practice enough before arriving, you’ll be able to call her honey without any hesitation at the wedding hall.

I held the guy’s arm carefully and said his nickname in a trembling voice.

“Hey, honey…?”

“…?”

Hyukjin looked at me with a questioning look at my sudden use of a nickname. However, I confidently asked him for a nickname.

“Yes, shouldn’t we call each other by nicknames at the wedding hall? And, and anyway, when we get back to the mansion, we’ll be filling out the marriage certificate, right? Let’s just call each other by nicknames from now on!”

I felt a little ashamed because I had been talking nonsense, but I looked at him with eyes filled with strong desire.

“Okay, honey.”

Hyukjin satisfied my desire by using a nickname as if he couldn’t win.

“Hehehe…”

Once again, I showed a vain smile. Hyukjin, who was watching that smile, smiled in vain and patted my head.

“Aren’t you satisfied with something too trivial? You can wish for something a little bigger.”

“What if it’s something trivial? This is the most important thing to me.”

I hug Hyukjin tightly and feel his warmth.

I smiled broadly as I felt the warmth and softness of the guy I had become so accustomed to.

Yeah, this is enough for me.

A pillar of fire that satisfies the affection, embrace, and sexual desire of a loved one. What more could you ask for when you have enough?

If there’s one thing I wish for…

“Be gentle when you have sex. It’s too intense, whether you’re pregnant or not.”

When you’re in a relationship, it’s a little gentler. Of course, being intense is good, but I like feeling pleasure while confirming each other’s affection more.

So I said it was a small favor.

“Uh… I don’t think I can hear that.”

“You bad boy, you said you wanted something a little bigger.”

“That’s too big.”

Anyway, I’m saying that perversion is still the same.

When a child is born, I’ll have to kill that perverted personality, but do you think he’ll be able to do that?

…Well, I guess I’ll just do it anyway. I’ve been doing well up until now.

After pinching Hyukjin, who was just scratching the back of his head with an embarrassed look on his face, I continued my fantasy.

Until just before arriving at the wedding hall.

—–

Knock knock knock knock!

Someone’s hurried footsteps echo through the hallway.

A precarious jump that could easily lead to you bumping into someone.

Most of the people in the hallway glared at the employee who barely passed him by, but the employee had no time to pay attention to others.

The employee who ran like crazy to reach the top floor.

He knocked cautiously on the door that was only halfway up his body, sweating profusely.

Knock knock.

[who?]

“Hey, this is Manager Choi from the sales department, sir! I have something urgent to report to you!”

[Is it urgent? I’ll listen and decide. But if it’s not urgent… You know? ”

“Okay, I know! But this is really urgent!”

He ran like crazy to the president’s office and delivered the news clearly, even though he was out of breath.

“We have bad news that a demon visited our wedding hall… Isn’t this urgent news enough?”

[…Nachali came here?]

Why is he here? I clearly heard that the marriage route was completely blocked, so I excluded him from the list of potential clients.

At the really urgent news, the boss let out a huff, opened the door, and handed the bonus to the employee who was on the verge of suffocation.

“That was definitely urgent news. Now go and take care of business.”

“Thank you!!!”

“Shut up, my ears are going to burst.”

“Thank you…”

The employee who received the bonus from the boss went back to work humming a tune, and the boss who was left alone went to meet Nachal and became lost in thought.

I heard a rumor that you have a lover. Judging from the fact that you often show unexpectedly sweet sides, you must really be in love.

But because of what Nachal did in the past, I thought he would break up quickly and go back to being solo again.

So I excluded Nachal from the list of potential clients, but I never thought this would happen.

Is he getting married? Or is it the friend I mentioned earlier who is getting married here?

I don’t know, she concluded. But I do know one thing.

That it would be more convenient for the friend I mentioned to get married rather than for Nacha to get married.

“But what if Nachael gets married? What if he tells me to get ready because I have to get married in a week or two?”

How could that be, even if he is a person lacking in common sense, wouldn’t he know the basics?

However, the opponent was none other than Nachal, a goblin rumored to be Torai, and he began to check the things he needed to be careful of, assuming the worst case scenario.

Don’t mention ‘that incident’, try your best to please him, and if he’s come to you for marriage, don’t let his compliments about your partner dry up.

After imprinting it in his mind, the goblin came down to the lower level and looked around for a bald, muscular man.

“…Why can’t I see it? I clearly heard it came.”

Could it be that the sales department employee saw something wrong? No, who would mistake that hideous face? He must have gone to the bathroom.

As she was looking around for the goblin, she soon realized that someone had tapped her on the shoulder.

“Hey, it’s been a while. Who are you looking for?”

A voice that is infinitely light and superficial.

The goblin suppressed his fear, turned around immediately, and bowed his head politely.

“I was looking for him after hearing that he had arrived. However, his appearance had changed so much that I couldn’t recognize him.”

“For better or for worse?”

“Of course, isn’t that a good thing? It looks like he’ll be able to run around freely with the females now.”

The goblin gave the best compliment he could muster, but the muscular man shook his head in denial.

“It would have been nice if it were the old days, but not now. I have someone to marry.”

“Yes…?”

Although momentarily confused, the goblin waited for Nacha’s next words, recalling the worst-case scenario he had imagined.

Please don’t tell me to prepare within a week. I earnestly wish you would give me at least two weeks, no, at least a month.

“I think I’m getting married in two weeks. So please prepare for it within that time.”

“Wow, you’re a slut? The wedding hall is fully booked, and no matter how fast you prepare, it’ll take a month…”

Nachal abruptly cut off her words as she tried to extend the deadline, and threw a pouch at him.

Jjang.

A heavy pocket filled with something.

As the goblin looked at it with a puzzled look, Nachael gave an expressionless command.

“Open it.”

“…”

The goblin opened his pocket without saying anything, and Nachal smirked as he looked at the goblin checking his pocket.

“2 weeks, is that enough?”

The goblin’s answer was, of course,

“How should I bark, sir?”

It was permission.