Chapter 155 – The Road to the Destination (14)
“What is it.”
It was the first time he heard that he had a wife.
Hey, since she didn’t officially hold a marriage ceremony, she had no way of knowing from Nar Jie’s point of view.
Einstein shrugged his shoulders.
“Somehow it happened.”
Silence ensued.
And laughter broke out.
It was a bright, sweet laugh.
“Is it something to laugh about when I get married?”
“Isn’t it a slope?”
With that said, Einstein had nothing to say.
Nar Jie laughed so much that she wiped the tears from her eyes with her fingers.
And she spoke in a calmer tone.
“I thought it was a chance, but he was already sold out. That cool personality is not going anywhere. My appearance has become ridiculous.”
“You can’t lean on anyone just because it’s hard. Immature males will have harsh thoughts.”
She smiled her eyes.
It was so attractive that I couldn’t even see the facial expression of a woman with a fierce impression.
“My older brother is not ‘anyone’.”
It’s been a long time since I want to hear the title ‘older brother’.
It was a word used to make fun of a picky woman who was bound by rules and regulations.
It has become a word that symbolizes longing memories.
Einstein sees her woman, who was once her own comrade, with her pensive eyes.
“You’ve grown a lot of birds you haven’t seen, Narjee.”
“You are still you.”
Are you saying it’s shameful?
Does that mean that the original person doesn’t listen?
It’s a word with complex meanings, so I don’t know which way to take it.
Einstein replied with a troubled expression.
“People don’t change much.”
“Well, that wasn’t necessarily the case.”
Nargier clicked her tongue and rubbed her cheek at Astein’s easy-going response.
“Tsk. The excitement has cooled, stop and go.”
“Don’t let that happen.”
Einstein stood up from his seat without hesitation.
Nar Jie asked before leaving her drawing room.
“Is this the girl you like?”
“It’s too much for me.”
“Right. It seemed so. Be nice. I’ll apologize to the insider later.”
“Don’t forget that.”
“I don’t want to see my brother messing around here either.”
Einstein left her drawing room, and Nargier leaned back in her chair.
Her first love is usually doomed to failure.
That’s right.
“Hello, my old love.”
* * *
A room assigned by Commander-in-Chief Nargier.
Arya and Azazel were there.
Azazel had to savor the feeling of her sitting on her cushion of thorns.
It was because Arya, who was always gentle and benevolent, showed low pressure.
It’s also a very extreme low pressure.
Leon and Edelis naively ran away, leaving behind an excuse to look around.
Azazel thought then that she should leave without paying attention to Arya.
See even now
Isn’t the target of her anger completely directed at herself?
Her hair or cheek is being touched as you please.
Occasionally, the ear lobe is bitten off.
When she struggles to get out of her arms, she grabs on like her rake and won’t let go.
Help me.
Seriously, Azazel needed help.
If this act brought her sister a little peace, she would have at least some satisfaction.
Not even that.
Rather, it felt like Arya’s anger was getting bigger and bigger.
Apparently, a bad delusion about Einstein and Nargies has fueled the fire.
‘Though it doesn’t look like it’s between them.’
In the first place, a man named Einstein is like that.
The standard of favor and love is very clear.
You can tell just by looking at the way he treats Arya.
Very honey drips out.
On the other hand, her attitude toward Nar Jie was similar to that of Azazel.
Friend.
It was nothing more, nothing less.
‘My sister needs to know this.’
You can tell just by looking at it.
Did they say that those who love are blind?
She was Arya, blinded by jealousy.
Gradually, her hands began to hurt.
Her patience is getting harder and harder.
In the end, Azazel, who couldn’t stand it, complained of her pain.
“… Uh, sister, you are too aggressive.”
“Azazel’s cheeks are so soft, it feels so good.”
Why do people who say they are in a good mood show such emotionless eyes?
And what does that strange, crackling sound mean?
Maybe it’s going to go to the teeth.
“Oh, sister. Uh, very angry, angry? Oh, because of Einstein?”
Even when she asked, she almost hit her forehead.
Idiot?
Why are you asking the obvious, Azazel?
Gigg.
She was an aria moving grotesquely like a misaligned cog.
If I saw her at night, she might have screamed.
It was a sight that sent chills down her spine.
“Me? Me? Do you see it that way? Whoops, not at all. Did she just think Ain knew a lot of women? She wasn’t upset at all. She’s curious. What kind of intimate relationship did she have with him. But it would be strange for her to ask this and that. Also, since I am a dirty person with various things, I wonder if I have the qualifications to pursue such things. Also, obsessive women are not good.”
You’re already obsessed enough, sister.
Azazel couldn’t bear to say it.
It’s because Aria’s eyes are shining to an unprecedented degree.
On the one hand, I sympathize.
Einstein, unlike his damned personality, he is surprisingly attracted to a lot of women.
“Is that so? Being obsessed is proof, proof that you love that much, right? Don’t be too dead Ah, Einstein only thinks of her sister?”
“Oh, are you comforting me? Be unique.”
You’re flattering yourself to live, stupid sister.
Azazel soon realized that her own flattery had worked as a handshake.
Because her two huge peaks pressed softly against Azazel’s face.
Normally, she would have easily shaken off the pressure, but now she was unable to resist.
“A wonderful child will hug you tightly.”
“Sue, I’m suffocating, uh, sister!”
“Azazel always puts me at ease. Thank you very much.”
“Sue, it’s suffocating!”
It’s no joke.
These days, her physical strength has become stronger than before, so it was difficult for her to get out.
I think I’m going to suffocate like this.
Rani, a sorceress who was suffocated by being pressed against her gay breasts.
You should even joke about it.
Are you going to use magic to push it away?
It was a plan that was immediately discarded.
‘Because Aria will be in real pain if I refuse too.’
Let’s be patient.
I feel like I’m going to die of suffocation.
Let’s be patient.
Oh, still.
I hope someone can rescue me.
Did he hear Azazel’s request for help?
In an astounding moment, the door was opened.
A man with a blank expression.
Seeing that face, Azazel grew angry.
After all, it’s all your fault.
You damn bastard
Where is the warrior
It’s just a flirt, that’s it.
“Did I come to the wrong place?”
Did you come to the wrong place?
How can you talk so carelessly?
Could it be that you’ve come to the wrong place here?
Can’t you see the slender wizard dying right now?
Please save me quickly!
Needless to say, the man who opened the door was the root cause that made Azazel like this.
It was Einstein.
Azazel hurriedly escaped from Arya’s arms and shouted at the culprit behind everything.
“Did you come to the right place? So, sister, do something!”
Sweat dripped from Azazel’s forehead, and her breathing was rough.
For Einstein, I wondered what the hell he could do to get him into such a violent state.
I want to do some indoor exercise.
“How do you do an aria? What should she do?”
“Oh, I don’t know! Do something!”
Einstein was puzzled by the attitude of almost passing it off.
Is something going on?
She was difficult for him to guess.
“… Ain?”
Arya’s head turned to Einstein.
It was indeed a mechanical movement.
“… Aria?”
Perhaps feeling the pressure from that gaze, he also flinched at his body momentarily.
My God, the gaze that made the hero subconsciously tremble.
Fearing her sister even more, Azazel swallowed her dry saliva.
Here is the turning point.
Whether Arya’s anger evolves into wrath or subsides.
Einstein thought about what to say, and then he came up with the most plausible one.
“Am I a little late?”
She was an aria she wouldn’t normally express, but she was an exception now.
Slightly sullen, she let out a groan.
“Little bit.”
“Did something bad happen to you?”
Azazel rubbed her face with the palm of her hand.
You ask that very well, this burn.
“It can’t be. But what did she say about Ain?”
“It was private. We talked about each other’s current situation.”
“… How about the recent situation?”
Are you interested?
Arya bites her bait thrown by Astein.
“Even if you and I are getting married.”
Wedding?
She was the first Azazel had ever heard of.
How was the aria?
“Ah, ah, that, you said something like that. Me, what else am I, oh, misunderstood!”
How are you?
He’s drooping like slime and smiling.
“Did you really think I would sell even one eye?”
“Me, not at all? I-I didn’t even think about that!”
“My heart hurts. Arya must be scolded by me.”
“I’m sorry!”
Can a person be that easy?
Azazel wanted to question what the hell was she who had been harassed up to this moment.
However, Arya’s expression was so bright that she couldn’t bear to argue right away.
Still, this grudge.
Someday i’ll take it
Please.
