Chapter 1010 – [Abduction] How Master Chuck Cheok Lives (3)
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Clara’s husband.
I had never been introduced to her before, but I had a rough idea that the husband was a macho who had achieved some degree of social success.
‘That’s because Clara started the store when business was not going well.’
I’m about to roll gold coins after becoming a nobleman, so I forget about it, but houses are precious to common people in another world.
Uh? No Come to think of it, the fact that real estate is a property is not very different for earthlings.
Anyway, moving to another territory here is a tough world at the level of immigration.
But in such a world, the count has his own house and shop in the best city in the estate?
That alone proves that Clara is middle-class.
It’s just that Clara is a blacksmith who is fascinated by the luster of metal. And it’s hard to make money in the general metal smithy in another world, except selling farm equipment and repairing kitchen tools.
In the end, he said that until he met me, Clara had been running a store with no maintenance at a loss.
Then, where did all the store maintenance money that can’t be ignored come from?
Are your parents rich? This is an unlikely guess.
Even in Korea in the 21st century, there was a sound of castanets crackling with old dentures, saying, “When a woman gets married, she is a member of someone else’s family.” Well, here’s one more drink.
Besides, Clara is not even an aristocrat. Even if your parents are rich, they’re probably at the level of well-to-do merchants.
And if her parents were that rich and capable merchants, she should have been in touch with me, the current count and Clara’s boss, a long time ago.
The samba samba of merchants and nobles.
In this world, planting rice was as natural as sparrows flying in. If you don’t have the grit and courage to do business using your family’s connections, you won’t be able to become a target person.
However, there has been no such consultation until now, more than a year after opening the workshop.
So I thought.
I never asked her directly, but she probably believed in her Clara and her husband, supported her and supported her with the maintenance of her shop all along.
Clara’s enthusiasm and her hard work must be due to her own hobby, as well as the opportunity to repay her husband by getting out of her care.
“… Her husband is black. He is such a wonderful person that I really have nothing to complain about.”
Paeng-!
Clara, who had been clearing her mind in her drawing room, blew her nose and said,
“He was a person I depended on a lot, both financially and mentally, and without him, I would never have been able to believe that my dreams were not wrong.”
“Sister Clara… “
Upon hearing the news of her, Lari Lura jumped out and said sadly.
Lalilura had been discussing various things with Clara, such as the golems to be placed in the amusement park in Armashnas territory and the puppets she handled herself.
It is said that Lalilura has the power of creation to call objects in dreams into reality, but the power of creation is easily expressed like photoshop.
It’s easy to copy and paste someone else’s work, but it’s difficult to create it completely from scratch.
In addition, there are cases where it is not possible to make something that does not suit the person’s aptitude, so it can be said that Clara’s labor force is irreplaceable in theory and design.
‘In the first place, this is also a problem before that.’
Just as Clara was a trustworthy craftsman and subordinate to me, she was a precious co-worker and close older sister to Lalilura. It was natural for her to be nervous.
“I am, boss. Normally, I should have at least one child, but I’ve been patient with it until now.”
Clara stole her nose with Ting Ting Min her eyes.
“Isn’t that right? If I, who had been dependent on her husband like a leech and only saved money, said I wanted a child, wouldn’t it be like I was trying to use the future child as a shackle to prevent him from abandoning me?”
“Oh really! What are you talking about?! If anyone sees it, bring it! I’ll beat you instead!”
Audrey shouted at her as she chased after the weeping Clara from the porch of her mansion and into her parlor with her.
She had been making her own tools since her phantom thief days, but she had long since become a blacksmith who did her part, and she was furious at Clara’s situation for raising her to this point.
I understand her heart, but please don’t bang her fist on someone else’s table. Why don’t you beat the husband instead of the poor table? If that’s the case, I’ll cooperate.
“Even if my husband didn’t think so, others seemed to see it that way. So I was going to wait a few more years. I want to proudly say that I am his wife.”
“If I had a child, I would have had to stop working at the workshop. I guess you didn’t like that?”
The muscular man who escorted them all this way asked with a pitiful face.
“Hey, heh… Mr. Oftum is right. If the workshop doesn’t get on track, I won’t be able to properly stay by the baby’s side.”
“For Lord Wolfheddin, at least a vacation… After. He is a very sincere person.”
Oftum sighed. I kept my eyes open and raised my hand a little timidly.
“I… What exactly is adultery? I would appreciate it if you could explain to me what it is, who the opponent is, and where the standards start and end.”
It was me who had a hard time saying anything to the extent that polite words of honor came out.
From the point of view of people from another world, what is affair or affair? It was because I was not a true otherworlder, and honestly, that part was still difficult to understand.
From the moment I made up my mind to live as a forager for a harem, I abandoned my shame.
Still, in my sensibilities, I was holding on to the vague standard of “If you cross this line, you are having an affair.”
Didn’t he try his best to avoid having a relationship with a woman he didn’t actually know with other wives or who didn’t show affection first?
To lighten the weight of the word ‘wife’ by adding more wives and concubines to her like other queens and superiors would be to hurt them who gave up their bodies and minds to me.
To be honest, I have no intention of getting married anymore. Six times a year is enough to celebrate our wedding anniversary and my wife’s birthday.
And Audrey’s answer to my question was concise.
“The other person is a married woman.”
“Ah, then it’s an affair.”
By any world standard, this is outright infidelity.
All we have to do now is rule out the possibility of a misunderstanding.
“Hey, how did you find out about your husband’s affair?”
Fran indirectly asks if they were of the same mind. Clara flinched, then answered with a sniffle.
“… When I went home after a long time, there were red shoes on the porch that I hadn’t seen before.”
“Ah… “
“I thought it might be so, so I went upstairs, but I heard voices.”
So, when she listened to her husband’s room, Clara said that she heard her voice so tender that she couldn’t even imitate it.
—Honey, how long are you planning to hang out with such an old-fashioned girl?
-If it was that, would you have said it before?
—Ufufu, of course I remember. So, why don’t we come together like the old days? The memories of the two of you together, honestly, aren’t they good memories for you too?
—… Hmm.
—If it’s okay with you, let’s leave each other’s burdens behind and leave for Romania within this year. I hear you’ve gotten to the point where you won’t die of starvation even if you leave now? I’ll wait for your answer.
Afterwards, when the woman, having finished her words, stood up to leave, Clara’s husband is said to have said,
“… ‘Not bad. It was time to say goodbye anyway, and I was feeling the mannerisms’… There is something called.”
With her dead fish eyes, Clara shook her head.
Shocked by her husband’s answer, Clara ran away from her seat as if she were running away, but her lady, wearing her wedding ring, rushed down her steps and found her in her hiding place. .
─How are you? Now you can concentrate on your work without burden.
Then he yanked Clara’s shirt open, peered into her undergarments, and giggled.
-From now on, pay more attention to underwear and perfume. A woman who only smells like sweat and iron all year round… Abandoned by a man?
The woman giggled and left her house, as if satisfied with her own advice.
And, of course, Clara ran out of her house in tears——she arrived at our mansion just as we saw.
I listened to her story and nodded her head.
“Are you a bitch who can’t be misunderstood by the slightest bit of rat cock?”
Kihehehehehehehehehehehehehe-!!!!
I lost my cool for the first time in a while and was consumed by anger, so I had to perform Jeet Kune Do fiercely in an empty space. It was because if I didn’t, I would become a violent feminist who unleashed this anger on the sofa.
Perhaps, if I had been Kang Buk-ho, a hard-boiled boy in the days when I was less affected by Beast Regression and Cosmic Octopus, the table in the drawing room at my house would have been dusted.
I jumped in place with the energy of my anger and roared with my eyes wide open.
“The NTR Chung who cuts out my subordinates’ breasts!! Never!!! I will not forgive you!!!!”
“Right?! Is it cheap to die?! You are the boss too!! Because you know my heart!!”
“… Aha♡ I’m sure you’re pretty upset~? Unless you looked down on Clara unnie as well as her employer, the senior who is her employer, it’s impossible to explain.”
Audrey and Lalilura also burned their anger. In the meantime, only one person, Fran, smiled kindly.
“Miss Clara. What is his impression?”
I laughed, but never meant it in a good way.
As expected, the scariest thing when angry is Fran. Clara was visibly embarrassed.
“Oh no! Don’t do that! My husband did nothing wrong!”
“If the conversation is innocent now, the murder of the insurance money will be suspended.”
You called me saying it was good to run away at night. It is innocent even if you play table tennis after taking off the bural.
“Yeah, yes! At least the violence! He might change his mind if you tell him with words!”
It was not like Clara. Where did the usual my pace go?
It seems that this is why people who fall in love go blind. A cool elite who distinguishes between public and private like a knife, like me, would be well offended.
“… After. Okay. For now, I won’t lay a hand on my husband. So, what and how did those romantically adulterous couples come about?”
I’ve heard that her adulteress tends to have bigger breasts than her wife.
Like the way he talks, his appearance is to the point where a married man’s cub would pinch his nose. It’s going to be a bit of a hit, so it should be easy to find. I don’t know if there is even a victim league because I’m a fucking professional flower snake.
Shibura, even after I said it, Ultang will ascend to the ascending dragon fist. Cheating unions, fuck this is cyberpunk. More dystopia than a brain in a vat.
Clara explained her impression like that, as if she trusted us.
“That, that’s what he looked like… “
And when I heard the explanation, I couldn’t help but be perplexed.
It was because I thought I would know who the adulterous NTR woman was.
“Oh shit… Aren’t you the branch manager of the Gylfi Guild?”
A married sorceress from Sargadis who became acquainted with the Unicorn Warlock Incident.
It was a long time ago, so I don’t remember the name. I’ve received requests other than that day, though.
“Edlin.”
Did you notice my troubled mind? Fran said, narrowing her eyes.
“It’s Edlyn Daymary, Nor.”
It was the name of the bitch who had a heated affair with Clara’s husband.
