In mid-November, as the early winter passed, it became significantly colder.

    The autumn leaves that used to give off a fragrant scent, the gingko trees, all withered away, leaving behind a desolate scene where the trees were nothing but bare skeletons.

    Amidst it all, I headed towards the school, towards the exam hall, with the school gate right in front of me.

    Yes, it’s the college entrance exam. The 20XX College Scholastic Ability Test.

    Finally, the day has arrived.

    Can I really do it?

    I’ve worked hard for the past six months, but in the grand scheme of things, it’s just six months.

    It’s uncertain whether I, who has built up a lifetime of studying, will achieve good results with just half a year of preparation.

    Although I think my memory has improved thanks to the grace, my heart continues to race with tension.

    It would have been nice if Minjeong was here, but unfortunately, the exam venue is different, so we can’t be together.

    If she were here, she would have given me tips and advice on various things, but of course…

    “Are you nervous?”

    Seobang noticed my state and came over, gently taking my hand.

    I was nervous, especially after taking off the ring I received during the proposal due to regulations, but the warmth flowing from his hand gradually eased my tension, making me inexplicably smile.

    He understands without me having to say anything.

    When I think about it, he’s the only one who cares about me first.

    A man who puts me before himself, who may seem weak but is strong.

    Is there any reason not to love him?

    “I was nervous until earlier, but now I feel okay. Thanks to someone~”

    As we held hands tighter and shared a smile, Seobang’s face looked much more relaxed.

    I must have been through a lot of hardship since I got pregnant, but how difficult must it have been with the exam coinciding with it.

    Even if I hadn’t become overly sensitive, it would have been nice if he had eased my burden a bit… I always feel sorry and grateful.

    “Well then, I’ll go in now! Seobang, you have to go to work too!”

    “Uh! Y-yeah, good luck! You’ll do well!”

    “Haha! Is it okay to call you ‘Seobang’ in front of so many people here?!”

    “W-Well, calling me ‘Seobang’ first is fine!”

    “Eek!”

    When pointed out like that, I have nothing to say.

    But if he’s not Seobang, what should I call him? I can’t bring myself to call him ‘mister.’ I’ve gotten used to calling him ‘Seobang’ naturally…

    “Okay, I got it, so stop now… It’s cold out here, stop standing around.”

    Engaged in a small argument while feeling the heat to forget the cold, I decided to lower my tail first.

    I have no intention of winning or fighting here, so why raise my voice.

    But even as I gather my courage and head towards the exam hall, I still feel Seobang’s gaze on my back.

    It seems like he’ll wait until I confirm that I’ve entered, but does he really want to do that? It’s worrying.

    Oh, right. I almost forgot something important because I was so focused on the exam.

    “Seobang, wait a moment~!”

    Seobang looked at me with a puzzled expression as I suddenly ran back towards him.

    “Why? Did you forget something? Or are you not feeling well…?”

    “N-No, it’s not that!”

    “Then why did you come back all of a sudden? What’s the matter?”

    “What’s the matter? I almost forgot something really important!”

    “Something important?”

    Seobang looked puzzled, unable to understand. I looked him straight in the eye and playfully whispered.

    “Just stay still.”

    To match the height with my husband, I stand on my tiptoes.

    My hands grab the back of his head, pulling it towards me, and as his face approaches mine, he gently closes his eyes.

    As our lips touch, my husband flinches, showing a surprised reaction. But that moment is fleeting, as his large, thick tongue immediately enters my mouth.

    Caught in the familiar sensation of my husband’s gentle yet fierce teasing with his tongue, I feel captivated as my heart pounds, my face flushes, and my breath becomes rougher, indicating that this kiss will last a little longer.

    “Ha… chu…♡ Hoo…♡”

    With a muffled voice that no one else can hear, I taste his saliva for about 2 minutes, no, maybe 3 minutes.

    When I finally detach my tongue first, I confirm that a transparent thread of saliva is stretching from his mouth.

    “…Honey, you almost forgot, didn’t you?”

    “Hoo…♡ Yeah, morning kiss. You almost missed it today.”

    With a sigh, my husband smiles softly, showing that it’s not just a sigh of relief.

    “Well then, since the recharge is complete, I’ll really go in! I’ll do my best~!”

    “What do you mean by recharge… Fine, do your best! Don’t overdo it, okay?”

    “Yes~!”

    After fully recharging with my husband until he’s satisfied, I prepare myself for the next step.

    In reality, it’s amusing that a single kiss is considered a recharge, but for now, it’s enough to last until the night because I’ve been working hard in bed since early morning.

    #

    “I can’t stop, really.”

    Watching the departing grace, I can’t help but mutter such words. It’s a serious college entrance exam that should be taken seriously, but is it okay to be this lewd before it even starts?

    I can’t help but worry about Grace, who has been acting capriciously since becoming pregnant.

    Although Grace has planted our people among the examiners and students in the same class, I can’t help but feel anxious because I can’t personally watch over her.

    “But if it’s Grace, she should be able to handle it without any problems… Ugh, my back…”

    Seems like I’ve strained my back severely from using it every day for about three months.

    But it can’t be helped. Even though I don’t intend to overdo it, once I start, I can’t seem to finish.

    Moreover, today, I couldn’t sleep properly due to the tension that started early in the morning and her pleading to relieve the tension.

    If there were other ways to relieve tension, I would suggest them, but it seems that only my body will do, with the absurd excuse that if it’s not my body, it won’t work.

    Even though my sensitive body easily gives in, there’s no choice but to accommodate until she’s satisfied, but it’s too much.

    But what can I do?

    It’s all my fault that my wife has become lewd, so I have to take responsibility.

    “What’s that kid doing in front of the school?”

    “The one who just went in. He still looks like a student, is that guy?”

    “Do we need to report this?”

    Awakening from the sweet fantasy of my wife, I return to reality, where suspicious and uncomfortable gazes are directed at us.

    Grace, who is petite and has a youthful appearance, clearly doesn’t look like an adult to anyone. So, this kind of reaction is expected.

    Yes, it’s true that I fell in love with Grace at first sight.

    But I never had any intention of pursuing her. As the daughter of a benefactor, I tried to at least treat her like a younger sister and maintain a proper distance.

    But I couldn’t bear it.

    Every day, she cooked warm meals for me, sent me off to work with a bright smile, welcomed me back with a cheerful greeting, and stayed by my side when I was lonely or feeling down. How can I not see these acts of kindness as something more than just platonic?

    Even though she’s seven years younger, there’s no rule that says you can’t love someone just because of an age gap, right?

    She’s not a minor, she’s an adult. What’s wrong with being together?

    How can I give up on someone who sees me for who I am, who only thinks of me? I can’t. I won’t.

    “Looks can be deceiving, she might be dangerous. Hey, let’s report to the police first.”

    …My thoughts wandered.

    Since I just took some time off and I have plenty of time until the end of her kindness, I should come back later.

    And it might be dangerous to stay here, so running away quickly might be the best option.

    “When she comes back, I should put the ring on her finger.”

    Remembering how upset she was when she took off the ring as soon as she got in the car, I wondered what her reaction would be when I handed it back to her.

    It’s a strange feeling to propose twice, and she must feel the same way.

    Will she be flustered like the first time I gave it to her, burst into tears?

    Or will she smile brightly and hug me?

    Or will she demand a physical relationship by taking off her clothes again?

    …Come to think of it, I ran out of condoms this morning.

    Might as well stock up while I’m thinking about it.

    It wouldn’t hurt to prepare a surprise party for Eunhye, who had a hard day today.

    “Where is the suspicious man?”

    “Huh? He was here just a moment ago…”

    I’m curious about her reaction when I hand her the ring, but I shouldn’t daydream here. I should go back, no, I should run away.

    Even though I didn’t do anything wrong.

    ..

    .

    “Ugh, husband! Hurry, take it off!”

    “Here? In the car? Can’t we at least go home—”

    “If you don’t take it off, I’ll do it first!”

    The reaction of my wife when I handed her the ring again.

    Unfortunately, all three of the expected reactions were correct.

    That day, my Audi RX was squeaking non-stop for tens of minutes.

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