Chapter 138 – The Tower That Extends Underground (1)
The day after the first night with Danawa.
We were awakened by the sound of carpenters coming in to work.
─Whoops, fuck! Damn it. Hey! Mr. De! Yesterday, I told you to properly organize your equipment! You almost fell!
-I-I don’t know! I cleaned up yesterday!
“Ugh…”
Getting out of bed, Dana rubbed her eyes.
In the morning of our snowy day, I was in a daze, perhaps due to low blood pressure, and I woke up in surprise at the sound of people who came to the construction site.
“──Hia?! What time is it?!”
“I don’t know. I think it’s over lunch?”
Wouldn’t it be right because my belly button clock, which is a bio-stopwatch, is telling me that? Dana looked at her watch and began to scramble at her.
“Keuk, keuk, big trouble, big deal!! Damn, the workers are coming to report the start of work, so what?!”
Dana embarrassed by being naked.
Now that Dana is dripping her semen from her legs, she’s in no mood to greet people. It’s because my ejaculate is so large.
I wouldn’t be able to wear underwear or pants in that state. If it was a kiss mark I made on my neck, I could wear a long neckline to hide it, but even if I wiped it like that, the smell of semen would linger.
“Stay there. I’ll go.”
So I woke up in place of Dana, but Juji, who ran last night on the grass, was fully resurrected after sleeping with a sigh.
Not to the extent of Dana, but my cock was covered in fucking cum. Fuck it. I need to clean this too.
“Dana. Do you have water and a towel here?”
“Towel? Ah, there must be something left here…”
At my end, Dana rummaged through her room in her naked state.
─Erection!
My juji twitched because of the crouching back. As Dana rummaged through her bag, she scratched her head and clicked her tongue.
“Oh shit, I guess the last time I used the towel was yesterday.”
Beginner self-student special) As the laundry piled up, it seemed that even our newly independent Nunna hadn’t washed the towels in advance. I sat on the bed and yawned.
“Do I really need to go talk to the workers?”
“I don’t know. Sargadis said it should be. Mr. Lee, what are you doing? Would you like to wipe it with a bed quilt? Or give me the clothes I used to wear?”
“So what? Oh, this is perfect.”
I pick up the cloth next to the bed. Black underwear
These were Dana’s panties that I took off yesterday.
“Ugh…”
Dana watched squirmingly as I wiped her sweaty prick with her panties. His eyes asked why he had to wipe it with it, but he seemed unable to say anything in words.
─Swipe.
I put on underwear and clothes that made my black panties white. Then he put his hand on his neck and sighed.
“Hey. A doctor left a kiss on my neck. What should I do? All the fucking laborers would have noticed.”
“Damn, that’s right. It was cooked Come and see. I’ll tie you a scarf.”
Dana pulled out her woolen scarf that she had brought to wear in the winter. It’s a chilly autumn morning, but I think it would be hot if I wore that, but there was no other fucking point.
─Two two.
Dana seriously wrapped the scarf around my neck. Doing so naked, with semen dripping between her legs, wasn’t the only thing that made her look hot.
“… Why, what Why are you looking at me like that?”
Dana showed a pout as if she was bothered by my splitting.
Bounce is also cute. I hugged Dana from the front and kissed her on the cheek.
“Hehe. Why? I did it because it was cute. I’ll tell you and come back, so get dressed.”
“Fuck. Flattering that there is nothing to say…”
Her mouth gets caught in her ears, so even if you say that, it’s not convincing, sister. Dana dies well and she gives me an ID.
“Hey. Take this and go and tell him that he came out instead. Stop talking nonsense.”
“Uh.”
So I put on my scarf and went to the workers and gave them permission to work.
Dana was washing her body in the bathroom with the water she had prepared earlier as she left the work to the muscular men (and some strangely mixed women).
“Ah, it looks like there’s still something in it…”
“Hehe. If you do it often, won’t you get used to it?
“You crazy bastard, is that fucking scary? No, what did you see? I’m out. Because it’s embarrassing.”
“Cabi.”
While trying to watch Dana wiping her body like that, she was kicked out. What a waste. She was going to let me enjoy it with a shower hand like yesterday.
─Juseomjuseom.
I cleared her tracks of her last night in Dana’s room.
It wasn’t long before Dana came out after wiping her body. She is a lab room slave and fashion when she is the research director. Her messy dress must have been thrown into her washing machine.
“… Now he, are you going to your wife?”
Dana, as she buttoned up her skirt, said that with her tense expression. I nodded her head.
“Yes. I should say hello to her face. From today, we are one family.”
Even after I said it, it seemed shameless, but fortunately, it seemed to work well for our Nunna. Dana, who clenched her fists with tension reminiscent of her meeting, searched her table.
“Hey, should I spray some perfume on you? No Do you want to look like you sprayed something and flirted with it? What about the head? Is it better to be undecorated and messy, or combed?”
“Do whatever you feel comfortable with. It is said that first impressions are important, but if you live together, the appearance you worked hard on will come off quickly.”
This is an unanswerable question, so I didn’t know what to say.
‘I have to do well in the middle.’
What is a harem all about? Isn’t her ability to accept several women as her wives with her own charm and ability! Being a bridgehead for wives in the middle is the job of a professional forager!
With a strong determination, I went to Sam’s resting place with Dana dressed up like that.
***
People say.
Silence is golden.
It was fucking 140% correct. There is a saying that one word pays a thousand debts, but how many cases in life work out well by shaking the mouth!
If you stay still, the middle will go. This is the reason why civil servants practice taijiquan and rehearse samtang samgyetang, oh that’s not under our jurisdiction.
──By the way, let’s think about it.
Silence is golden
In other words, a lot of fucking silence is a lot of fucking gold.
And normal people, when they see a lot of fucking gold, their bodies stiffen at the thought that it’s all about something.
That was the reason.
“… … … … … …”
“… … … … … …”
“… … … … … …”
The reason why I’m quietly mouthing the world.
‘… Holy Goddamn.’
The silence that reminds me of when the main character of the previous film started and was lost in 3 minutes at the cinema! I swallowed in the room where I couldn’t say anything.
Franc. And Dana.
There was only a fucking quiet awkwardness between the two people who would marry me and become my future wife.
Because Fran is angry? No way. Our franc is not the type to easily change what he said.
He must have thought that this day would come, ever since he took me into his room and drank together on the first night.
So, the identity of this atmosphere is ‘awkwardness’.
I’ve been saying this over and over again, but our franc is a shy type.
Of course, if the situation is very tense or if the other person is actively talking to you, the story is different. In that case, you can quickly become friends and get along well. Wasn’t it like that in Lalilura too!
‘But Dana’s basically pretty, too.’
Considering the many backlashes, I dare to say it.
──A woman with a doctorate in her twenties can’t be an insider.
Our nunna’s chunchu, 28 years old this year. I will be 29 next year.
Only pedophiles or teenagers their own age said twenty-nine was old. The fact that a scholar with a doctorate is 20 years old means he’s fucking young—and that’s fucking damn good.
Dana’s good looks are such a toned beauty that she can get an ID check at a convenience store. And she’s as young as she is.
‘That means he devoted 70% of his social life to research.’
No kidding, Dana probably spent half of her life in her lab.
It was unreasonable to ask Dana to have a friendly conversation with someone she was seeing for the first time.
So now the room Fran and I are staying in is so fucking quiet that we can hear all the noise of the wind outside.
“Ph, this is Francesca Eitrinen.”
“Everyone, this is Dana Verbeia.”
Awkward atmosphere, awkward introduction! It was Dana who spoke first when she was out of breath.
“That… First of all, I want to say thank you to her.”
Dana bowed her head, using her polite title of honor.
“Thank you. For allowing this guy to take her other wife——me.”
“Yeah? Oh, no. I knew all about that. Even before I dated Nor.”
“Nevertheless. If only she had told Nord that Mr. Francesca would never have another wife, she would never have brought me here.”
That’s… I don’t know.
I opened my mouth, but I noticed it. It was because it was a topic that I couldn’t even find a match no matter what I said.
Even in a world where polygamy is common, what if our Fran cried out and asked never to take another wife?
It was most likely what Dana said. He might have been trying to find a way to live as if Fran and the mouse were dead so that other nobles wouldn’t get their noses stuck.
At that, Frank hardened her face, and she broke into a crack.
“That is nonsense. I would have hidden my feelings for Nord from the beginning if it was enough to interfere with the dreams of the person I love.”
Frank bit his lip lightly and placed a hand on her chest.
“Looking at it objectively——as a spouse, I don’t think it’s attractive.”
“… Yeah?”
It was Dana who alternately glanced at Fran’s chest and face, knowing that it was disrespectful to her nonsense. Damn, so did I.
With that big breasts and a pretty face, is she not attractive?
Even if Franc shouted at Odin chew, I was going to hit her blood shield, but this time I didn’t think of excuses. Even if others listen and throw stones, I don’t think I can do anything but greet them instead.
Then Fran, as if reflecting on her own words, hit his hand.
“Oh, no. It doesn’t mean extroverted. It’s about family, assets, and skills.”
“Ahhh. Yeah.”
“Well, I’m not very helpful in Nord’s dreams. I’m not as knowledgeable as Dana. I’m not good at fighting, so Norr helped me to awaken my mana. It’s not like I’m rich.
If Nord really thought of marriage as a means to success. He could have rejected my love, waited for his self-worth to rise, and then captured and married a noble lady.”
“Wait a minute, Fran. That is absolutely nonsense.”
This time she just couldn’t get over it. I’m sorry to interrupt you, but I have one or two things to refute.
As I interrupted her, Fran shook her head.
“Know. That Nord wasn’t that kind of person, that he wouldn’t have thought of me that way.”
“Then why?”
“… But, even so, if people who were several times more attractive and great than me became Nor’s wife, I felt like I would end up waiting at home for Nor’ to come back.”
Fran’s words reminded me of what had happened several times in the past.
At Hotulusil’s farm, Fran was almost in danger until I came running, but even after I helped, Fran had to wait patiently.
There was nothing to say about Tabula. Whatever the circumstances, I would have gone alone had I been able to take the franc.
Maybe it was after that.
Fran started to actively ask me for something.
If you think about it, wasn’t the mask of camouflage, mana awakening, and learning enchantment magic all ways to fight together with me!
After saying that, Fran caressed the mithril ring on the ring finger of her left hand.
“That’s why I cried after listening to Norr’s heart. Because I was born and raised in a family where the marriage covenant we made with the intention of being happy has gone cold.”
Her lowered corners of the mouth and blurred eyes were the hallmarks of her Franc when she remembered her old days.
Fran, who was like that, looked at my face and put on a happy mood.
“I believe that if it’s Norr——if it’s Norr and the people who love Norr, that might not be the case. Nor is a fool who can’t take being loved for granted. So I just have to like Nord. Because Norr will definitely answer my heart.”
“… Yes.”
The expression of even pure love made me blush up to my neck.
The thought of why a guy like me was loved so much and the desire to respond to that feeling were half and half.
“… I’m honored. I’ve never thought about love as deeply as Francesca.”
Dana covered her eyes as if that Fran was dazzling.
It was natural. Our eyes Because I didn’t even know her feelings properly until a while ago. Fran asked, lowering her ringed hand down her table.
“Absolutely not. What I’m saying is… It might sound a bit cheeky.”
“How are you? That’s the truth.”
Fran said awkwardly, and Dana held back a sigh.
What if Dana had realized her feelings and confessed to me before I left Carmine University.
It’s possible that I didn’t go to Sargadis, and that’s why Fran lost her life to goblins or warlocks.
But since ancient times, scholars of old have said, in history–
“──’There are no ifs in history’. That’s what this guy said before.”
Dana said, changing her mood with her wry smile. Had I said that? It felt as if her heart had been penetrated.
“… That’s a deep word.”
“Yes? I don’t even know who said it when I asked.”
Fuck. It’s because I couldn’t talk about the earth. … No, I really don’t know who said it.
A quote from a historical figure whose source I know is Martin Luther King Got Emperor’s speech, ‘Don’t live face down. Just get up and die.”
Frank glanced at me and said.
“Miss Dana. Of course, as you know, I’m not one to put a turn on her wife by her playing order or status. That is what I wanted to say.”
“I know. I have seen this guy many times.”
After saying that, Dana closed her dark circle eyes and opened them.
Then she laughed and said.
“Can I tell you something? Why did I fall in love with this guy?”
