Husband is happy, but it's hard.
Dirk's Point of View
It's nighttime. I flirted with Rosarin all morning and afternoon, so… I'm so happy that I'm probably going to run out of luck and die tomorrow.
Well, it’s hard living when left half-dead. It’s hard, but I’m happy. However… why is Rosarin so deliciously adorable… Is she making puppy eyes on purpose!? Don’t rub against me! Don’t purposely push your chest against me! Eh? How did it feel?...... The best. And she smells so sweet, too! Yeah… she is delicious!
In my brain, the devil whispered, “Eat her. She wants it, and no one will blame you because you are a couple,” but the angel said, “No! If you love Rosarin, you have to endure it properly! You forced her to marry you, so you have to be firm about it, and she's still a little girl, and s*x would be a burden on her body! You only got two more years to go!”
The angel and the devil had a hard fight. However, the devil lost the battle because of the angel's blunt statement, "If Rosarin doesn't like you anymore, it's the end!” Well, this always happens.
After getting out of the bath, I thought she would be in my room, but she was not.
“... Eh?”
I got into the futon, but……… she didn't come. I waited for a while, but she didn't come. I looked in the hallway, but she wasn't there.
What to do.
Why. She didn't want to separate until dinner…… She didn’t really think that I really didn’t want to, did she!?
When I think about it, if a guy who was clingy about his girlfriend and never missed a date on his days off suddenly said he couldn't see her... On the contrary, if Rosarin did that, I might suspect her of cheating on me too. She understood that the affair was a misunderstanding, but if Rosarin’s being more clingy than usual was a reaction to that, then……
I suppressed my feelings of agitation, ran to Rosarin’s room, and knocked on the door. There was no answer.
“Rosarin?”
“... Dirk?”
I heard a voice and immediately entered the room.
“Ah…”
Rosarin was sitting on the bed. As expected, her cheeks were wet with tears, and she hurriedly pretended that nothing was wrong. A weak, embarrassed look on her face... and I found myself hugging her.
“Dirk!?”
Come to think of it… she hasn't had a hug from me in a while. I can't remember when was the last time. No matter how outrageous the pheromones were…
“... Were you lonely? Sorry.”
Rosarin is a lonely girl, but she was all by herself and I didn't think about her feelings properly.
“I, me too… sorry… I know I’m annoying, sorry… I thought of doing it… but can’t… stay with me.”
“Yeah.”
I'm with you. I love you. I hugged her, the opposite of what I usually do… I kissed her first and stroked her hair. Rosarin said she likes my hair smooth and silky, but I like Rosarin’s fluffy, silky hair, too.
We got under the covers and cuddled, and I realized that it was a very bad idea. Rosarin is thin. Very thin. Her breasts are fuller than usual and her… cute peaks showed through… her underwear if this is…… No, no! If you think about that part, you're out! And don't look any further! I won't be able to stand it!!
Hey! You're cute and all, but if you rub against me now, you'll…… chest… no, you'll hit a lot of other things! She will know I'm reacting a little!!
“Dirk… I love you. I’m so glad you came.”
Rosarin smiling happily is that cute. She's cute, my wife. Yes, I knew it. She's so cute that it drives me crazy.
I kissed her a lot. Hair, forehead, eyelids, neck… ears, she turned red and hid her ears when I bit her. What an adorable creature. No, she's my wife. I know. Isn't she seriously an angel?
“... Cute.”
“Hiaah!? No, no, not the ears! Sexy voice is forbidden, too!”
The way she's flailing around is too cute as well.
“... Pretty Rosarin, you wanted to be taken care of by me, right?”
“... Yes. I want you to take care of me.”
“I will give you lots of love then.”
“... Okay. I love you… Dirk.”
She was pulling and clinging to me tightly. She was embarrassed. When I petted her, she thrashed against my hand. My wife is so cute, I'm dying. No, I'll live!
“You know, Rosarin.”
“Hm?”
“I think you are very cute.”
“...... Yes?”
“I think you are cute, and adorable and charming.”
“... I think I’m not cute at all.”
“No, you don't understand, Rosarin! When you, who is usually so dignified and hardworking, acts spoiled before me, I… want to shout to the whole world how cute and adorable you are!”
“...... Ehh?”
“Today, when you begged me while looking a bit despondent… you were so cute I almost died! I was so happy flirting with you today, I thought I was going to pass away.”
“...... Yeah?”
“My cute bride.”
“... Yes.”
“I'm so happy to have met you and to be married to you like this, I'm scared to death. I love you, Rosarin.”
“Ugh~ that’s a low blow… Dirk, you are unfair.”
And Rosarin clinging to me and crying is adorable, too.
“I, I lo, lo, love you… too, Dirk. I’m very happy. I’m very happy… I met you.”
I finally heard something snap as I looked at my beloved bride, who was turning bright red and telling me with a pull.
And, I did it.
When I woke up in the morning, I got down on my knees, partly because I lost my mind and had done it.
“I am very sorry.”
“... Err, it felt good… I want you to do it again.”
Rosarin-san was on the bed with her cheeks blushing.
“No, that’s not good! Miraculously, I didn't make it to the end, but I don't think I can hold myself back at the end the next time!”
“... You know, Dirk.”
“Yeah?”
“If you don’t do it, I'm going to have to do it myself… so that it doesn’t hurt when we do it… I’m actually quite scared of the entry, so……… I want you to do it again.”
I thought I was going to die. The cause of death is that my wife is too erotic and cute.
“No, um, it's the only time we can do this, and we have only a few days left, and we meet only on the weekends… I'm afraid I'm not prepared enough, and it might hurt…”
My panicking wife is an angel… or a little devil… whatever… my wife is too cute.
“............ Not good?”
There's no way I can beat my too cute wife's too cute begging…
“... Alright.”
I’m going to feel like a first-rate half-dead for a while.
N? But thinking about it, when we finish this............ the last to go will be… me? And so, I was conflicted for a while.
P.S. Even the angel in my brain said, “I guess it’s okay if it doesn't hurt Rosarin.” Wait! The fundamental point that Rosarin is too young hasn’t changed! I seem to be confused.
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