The wife is drunk.
Dirk’s Point of View
After seeing Fizz and the others off, Rosarin returned.
"Well then, shall we drink?"
"You're still going to drink?"
"I held back earlier to support Yue-chan. If I start to lose control, I’m counting on you. I trust you."
With that said, how could I refuse? I'm really weak when it comes to Rosarin.
"Well, if I have to..."
My wife is just too cute. It's no wonder I spoil her.
And soon enough, Rosarin became drunk. I think I should impose a strict no-drinking rule for her unless we're alone.
"Dirk~ it's so hot..."
"Cover up! I can see your cleavage!"
"But it’s hot... I’m going to take this off~"
"Don't take it off!"
"Then I’ll settle for cuddling with you, Dirk~ Cuddle, cuddle~"
At least she switched from wanting to strip to wanting to cuddle. I fully transformed into my beast form.
"Cuddle, cuddle~"
"Wait!? Nya! Not there! Why are you trying to undress me!?"
"Because I can’t fully enjoy cuddling like this!"
Her eyes were serious. As expected of Rosarin... does her desire to cuddle even sober her up? Despite my resistance, I ended up completely naked. Well, since I’m fully in my beast form, I guess it’s okay...
"Nyaa!?"
"Cuddle, cuddle~"
Something feels off. She’s clinging to me from behind, which is normal, but she’s doing it with bare skin!?
When I quickly checked behind me, Rosarin was in her underwear.
"Why are you undressed!?"
"Because I couldn’t enjoy cuddling! But I didn’t take off my underwear, thanks to my last shred of decency!"
So, she did end up undressing... My efforts to resist were pointless, it seems. From now on, Rosarin is absolutely forbidden from drinking unless we're alone. I’ll have to be strict about it.
"Hehe, cuddle, cuddle~"
Rosarin rubbed her face against my back, looking extremely pleased.
"Rosarin, you seem to be having fun."
"Yeah, because I’m hugging you. I like doing naughty things, but I also love being close to you. Maybe we should have gone on a honeymoon after all..."
"Honeymoon?"
"In Rin's world, people often go on a trip after their wedding. I just want to go on a trip with you. I’ve been busy with school lately, and I miss spending time with you..."
My wife, looking sad, was so adorable. Alright, let's make sure she drinks enough to pass out. I need to put her to bed before my self-control fails.
"I love you, Dirk... I just want to be with you..."
My wife is too cute. She becomes so affectionate when she’s drunk. Maybe I should let her drink occasionally; she’s just so adorable. But resisting my own urges is getting tough. Still, I’m hesitant to make a move when she’s drunk.
"... Rosarin, what do you want to do with me?"
I asked her what she wanted to do.
"I just want to talk and relax. I want you to stay with me. If we go on a trip, I could have you all to myself..."
My wife is too cute. I feel like abducting her to some faraway place.
"I see. We can’t go right now, but let’s plan a honeymoon."
"... Really?"
"Yeah. I want to go with you too, so I promise we’ll make it happen this year."
"Yay, I’m so happy..."
My adorable wife fell asleep. I dressed her and tucked her in, making sure she wouldn’t feel lonely or sad while sleeping beside her.
Rosarin buried her face in my fur as she slept.
The next morning, my adorable wife was acting very awkward.
"I want to erase my memoryyyy!"
She rolled around in embarrassment, so I gently bit her neck and wrapped her in my arms.
"Eek!? Dirk... um, I’m really sorry about last night..."
Rosarin often says it, but a morning apology like this is tough.
"Don’t worry about it. I’m still sleepy, so let’s sleep a little longer."
"Okay."
I bit her neck again and carried her, wrapping her in my body.
"Cuddle, cuddle..."
Sometimes, it’s nice to start the morning like this...
But we ended up oversleeping. A second sleep is dangerous. Rosarin was so warm and smelled so nice that I slept too well.
"Next time, we should set a magic alarm."
"... I’m never drinking again! Never ever!"
Rosarin declared this, but when I asked her to, she started drinking with me again. We learned from the last experience, so now we only drink when we have the next day off.
Rosarin is so sweet to me, and she’s adorable. She’s always cute, but she becomes even more affectionate when she’s drunk, which is even cuter. And the way she gets embarrassed the next morning is also cute.
In the end, it’s because Rosarin is too cute. My wife is the cutest in the world.
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