Chapter 385 – Embracing, Indwelling, and Being Born (1)
Date day with Veronica.
Before going on a date, I first handed out my membership card to the wizard guild and bought a scroll. These were the wind-type magics that Tyrsi taught me. In all, it was 9 silver and 40 copper.
3 medium to low level magic for only 9.4 million won? It seems ridiculously expensive, and compared to internet streamer broadcasting equipment, it seems rather cheap.
“Isn’t it like that because I bought three because I didn’t know which one would be helpful?”
Veronica, who removed her antlers with transformation magic, said sullenly.
The attire was the usual Romanian style dress. The one worn by the goddesses of Greek and Roman mythology. There was only a jacket on.
We can’t talk about makeup for our Assassin Goddess, and it’s a date. I didn’t mean to point it out because I was suitably far away in winter clothes.
As much as I can’t keep up with the novelty of fashion in another world, I hope you understand this point.
Damn, the fashion leaders in this world are the only ones with otherworldly sensibility who are going to sign autographs for the Andre Kim fashion show. If fashion show models were told to walk around wearing something like that, would they go to Alba Heaven to find a new job?
Or maybe it was because I was thinking about how to decorate it in my own way, but then I got frustrated with an attempt I had never made in my life and just wore it out as usual.
When I thought that way, it looked like I chose ‘the best original dress that got the best response from her husband’, which was no different than usual, so I was a bit embarrassed. How does this feel when her girlfriend from her company relationship wears her suit on her date?
I answered as I put the scroll in the slate to keep it out of the way while I was walking around.
“How are you? Now, even if I invest some money in the specs I will write on my resume, I’m at a level where the savings won’t be a burden.”
“It’s not that kind of problem. Didn’t you want to activate the magic you created with me last time more smoothly?”
Ira, who made it with me.
It was definitely a magic that couldn’t have been completed without Veronica, but my father laughed at the cute monopoly that leaked out subtly.
She grumbles with her hand on her waist, points to her sandcastle she has built on the beach, and is like a girl who appeals to the place where she built it, and she is somehow endearing.
“There is such a thing. Until now, I had no money, and I endured it because I thought I would be able to use it without it.”
When I said that, Veronica looked even more dissatisfied with her eyes.
“That is it. If you were in need of money, you could have told me earlier. Do you think I could not have given you those few pieces of silver?”
Indeed. When I asked what was dissatisfaction, that was it. I smiled.
Although I’ve been hanging out with wealthy people of a different dimension these days, our attendant is also quite substantial in personal assets. This is a fact I noticed before I went to the Prophet’s Garden Island the other day.
It’s been a long time since bicorns stopped interacting with other races, but jewelry and other things worked well in human society. He would have been more financially affluent than me, who had bought a house and was close to pennies.
“Even so, the man has Gao. Does he borrow the money he needs from his wife?”
It’s okay if it’s a simple one-on-one relationship.
Is it trust and devotion between husband and wife? It’s not something to say no to, but on the contrary, it’s a good joke that I’m willing to recommend.
But am I not such a common case?
The background that I was able to build a harem with beauties like my wives was based on the premise that I would be able to feed many wives.
But why should I borrow money from my wives just because I don’t have enough resources?
That’s why I really become a pillar woman and a bio-dildo for wives. This was a matter of my pride, and it was also my least conscience as a harem chump.
“You don’t have to worry about that, but…”
“Yes, yes. I will do that in the future. Then, let’s talk about the past, and from now on, let’s just worry about playing and eating.”
I patted my thick wallet and laughed.
“I am sorry to hear from the guild. I did it because it was obvious that I wouldn’t even notice the passage of time when I was dating you. Can’t you just forget to buy the magic book?”
“… Hehe. The speech is still there. My master will only open his mouth if he falls into the water.”
“Sure. So rest assured. Even if you fall into the water, the Human Tube Nord will come to rescue you.”
Although it was a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of Veronica didn’t seem to hate it either.
Our wives are too weak to praise, so it’s a big deal.
“Let’s go. This ugly husband has been looking for places my wife might like.”
“That’s a little bit of an expectation. Of course, don’t worry, I’ll try to pretend I’m happy even if you stumble.”
“Isn’t that hard to hear? Did you check how much I love you Any other opportunities like this?”
I smiled and politely pulled Veronica’s hand.
This is a samurai, but the geography of Etur Lasna was listening to her yesterday’s low-ranking knight friends while beating them up.
So I plan to hide the source. It was a little proud to say that she designed the course of the date by pounding potatoes and sweet potatoes with her fist. There is no mood, no mood.
─Like it.
The blood rushed to Veronica’s face as I gently took her hand and pulled her away.
I think that I’m saying that I’m holding hands on a topic that I’ve already seen all the places to see with me~, but Veronica skips all these simple skinship or flings and goes with you! Be my wife! Aren’t you married the way you do? It wasn’t even a strange reaction.
“Bah, stupid boy! Let go! I am not a child! You can only do this to Lalilura!”
Why did Lalilura, who was still, beating her? I said in an apologetic voice.
“Don’t be so. Please think of me.”
“… What do you think?”
“Yes. Come on, look.”
I turned her shoulder to face her way. A boisterous crowd gathered on the street in front of the wizard’s guild.
“There are so many people. It’s a precious time with just the two of us at most, but how would my husband feel if our honey groaned among those people?”
“… Mmm.”
Veronica couldn’t resist. The curse of our goddess has not yet been cured. For her, a crowd like that would be as penance as walking barefoot on her rug covered with her Legos.
─Touch.
Once I saw Veronica rubbing her knuckles with her hand, it seemed that she really didn’t like it, it was just embarrassing.
“I thought about going on a picnic in the woods, but it doesn’t have to be today.”
I grabbed the other hand as if to completely break down the fading resistance. It is essential to be careful not to feel the wedding ring for nothing.
“Besides, wouldn’t our Veronica get tired of watching the forest? She’s full of grass and trees, so she won’t have anything to play with. Is she going out to play and just look at my face?”
“I-I’ve never really looked at your face before?”
“Really? It’s lonely. I’m trying to see only you right now.”
A single shot with a smile while raising her right hand, which was gripped like a princess. As I approached my smiling face, Veronica averted her face, her pupils convulsing.
But there was no way she could escape without shaking off my hand, and in the end she muttered, lowering her head.
“… It’s petty to say that.”
“A man in love is bound to become petty.”
Siram is an emotional animal. Of course, Veronica is not a person, but a god, but mentally, she is not much different from us. It is a fact that she has lived with and has known long ago.
If the other person has no objection to physical contact, one touch is more convincing than a hundred words.
It’s enough to just throw away the words, but it seems that it’s because a person’s warmth permeates the skin unless resisted. Perhaps, in this world, the Goddess is also a social animal.
─Sarak. I slowly let go of my hand until I could feel it.
Perhaps she was thinking about something else, Veronica’s hand half-instinctively followed mine, then stopped as if she had come to her senses. Cute
“If you’re with me like this, won’t you curse less?”
I sighed and slipped around Veronica’s waist and hugged her from the side.
I thought about kissing the back of her hand, but if Veronica cared about people’s eyes, she thought it would backfire, so I put up with it. Public proposals have a lot of likes and dislikes, right?
“What do you think? No? Shall we just walk away?”
I was mischievous with a sweet voice. Of course, our Goddess Veronica was a typical case of ‘I couldn’t say anything in the field where I was only studying.’
“… …”
… Dory dory.
She silently shook her head from side to side, and because she was so close to me, it was like rubbing her face against my chest.
Oh, maybe you like this cute ass goddess. I want to bite you
