A day when all I could think was, "What should I do?"
A refreshing morning. Wrapped up in my fluffy darling, I felt so happy. I didn’t want to get up, but I started to slowly awaken myself.
The brightness of the morning sun, the gentle breeze, and a chant echoing from outside the window.
… Hmm? … A chant?
"Muscle, muscle, muscle! Rosariiiiiin!"
"Meat, muscle, muscle! Rosaaaaariin!"
"Muscled and ripped, Dirk-sama!”
"Hustle muscle, Dirk-sama!!"
"It’s way too early for this racket! Disperse! DISPEEERSE!!"
Luckily, there aren’t many neighbors around, but why on earth…?! It’s way too much first thing in the morning!
"Who in the world are you people?!"
"We are Rosarin-sama’s fan club! Known to all as the ‘Silver Princess Hero Worshippers’!!"
"We are Dirk-sama’s fan club! Known as the ‘Pursuit of Pinnacle Muscle Society!!’"
What should I do? I don't want to get involved.
And if they were enemies, I could just defeat them, but they probably mean no harm. That just makes it worse. What should I do?
"Rosarin, it’s fine."
"Dirk..."
What a reliable husband I have. Dirk smiled at me reassuringly.
"I’ll go *talk* to them (with fists)."
"Stop, no violence! There’s no need to fight!"
"It’s fine, just a little *discussion* (with fists)."
"I can see the parentheses, you know! No talking with fists!"
Their request was to celebrate our wedding. Another "invite us" attack.
In the end, we decided to invite them on the condition that they keep it low-key, refrain from making a scene, and avoid any disruptive behavior.
Though thoroughly exhausted already, I went off to school. But for some reason, there was a huge crowd at the school gate. Something was blocking the entrance.
"Sabo!"
"Sabo!"
"Sabo!" × 100
There was no mistaking it. It was the cacti folk who often come to my parents' house. I could tell because they wore the ribbons I gave them long ago and had that golden shine!
Ahhh, everyone’s terrified! Of course they can't get through when a horde of cactus creatures is crowding the gate!
What should I do (second time today).
No, I have to do something!
"Everyone, go stealth!"
"Sabo!" × 100
The truth is, the cactus folks have stealth magic. Thanks to this, they can visit the Rosenberg residence without alarming anyone.
I explained the situation to the school and borrowed a classroom. Surrounded by golden cactuses, I sat down to hear from their leader, Sabo.
"We want…to celebrate…your wedding, Rosarin."
I collapsed on the spot. No, I appreciate the sentiment, but wouldn’t the wedding venue panic? … Apparently, they had heard the news from my brother, so I filed a complaint with him.
"Would you have preferred they surprised you with a sudden attack on the wedding day instead?"
"Absolutely better to know ahead and prepare!"
My brother was calm as always. Once again, he was cool and collected. Thank you, thank you, dear brother!!
So we decided to set up a special cactus-only seating area. I'll also note some instructions on the invitations.
Then, while I was in class, a cloud in the sky looked like a whale… wait, no, that’s a Bahamut-looking…cloud? Wait, that’s not a cloud! It’s a real Bahamut flying up there!! Could it be...
"Rosarin-chaaan! Are you here?"
What should I do (third time today)?
Ah, of course. It was my beloved spirit’s, Kurin’s dad! No one but Kurin’s dad would show up as a Bahamut.
The looks I'm getting from my classmates… they’re all silently pleading with me.
"Rosarin-chaaan! Are you here?"
And now Kou’s mom has arrived! Maria the dragon, Kou’s mother, why didn’t you come in human form?! Don’t come as a dragon!
Once more, the "please do something (desperately)" stares bore down on me. I raised my hand.
"Teacher, I have some business to take care of…"
"By all means, please go."
Teacher’s face was dead serious. I’m so, so sorry.
Yet again, I borrowed a classroom for discussions. Kurin’s dad shrank down to goldfish size, and Maria transformed into human form. She should’ve come like that from the start!
"Actually…"
Both of them—no, both creatures??—had the same request. They wanted their partners invited to the wedding. Apparently, their love for me had caused whirlpools and volcanic eruptions due to the internal conflict of wanting to celebrate my wedding but not wanting to come uninvited. A diplomatic crisis over wedding invitations.
I had been worried about inviting the spirit kings, as my own spirits might get sulky. I told them they could attend in mini-size, and we agreed to send invitations later.
After school, I found myself staring at a swarm of crystal dragons filling the sky with a dead-fish expression.
"Rosarin, are you here!?"
"I planned to check attendees before sending out invitations, so why on earth did you all come as dragons?! I told you to stay human to avoid causing panic!!"
Finally, all the stress from this morning erupted, and I began striking down the crystal dragons with a battle maiden’s fan, one by one.
"Rosarin..."
"Dirk!"
My beloved husband had come to pick me up. I rushed to him, ready to vent about my day… but wait, something was off.
"Rosarin, the Knight Commander wants to see you regarding today’s events…any idea why?"
"Sadly, quite a few."
What should I do (fourth time today)?
I could only imagine getting scolded. I went to the knight’s headquarters, expecting a reprimand. Surprisingly, they didn’t scold me. I explained everything to Fizz, and just as I thought my intense day had finally ended…
"Rosarin-chaaan!!"
What should I do (fifth time today)?
… It wasn’t over.
Right outside my home, the entire Elven Village was waiting for me.
Since I had planned to confirm attendees before sending invitations, I explained this to them and saw them off with promises.
"Rosarin…"
"Ugh…I’m grateful for their support, but I’m so tired…"
It was bad manners, but I plopped down on the living room couch. And then, an angel landed on my stomach.
"N-nyan."
A bashful kitten… no, Lord Dirk in panther mode!
What a dream! I can snuggle, shampoo, and indulge in all the fluffiness. He’s here to comfort me!
"Dirk!!"
Life was worth living! Heaven was right here!!
Then, my golden fingers gave their all, reaching 120% power (extra stress-fueled) in their technique.
"Nyaaahoo…"
"Dirk!? Dirk!!"
I overdid it. Sorry, Dirk. But thanks to you, I was utterly rejuvenated. I can take on tomorrow.
Preparing for a wedding is intense… (distant look).
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