My wedding that I hoped was just a dream.
The endless stream of pre-ceremony chaos has worn me out, but I can’t afford to collapse just yet. No matter what disruptions come my way, today’s stars are Dirk and me. Thanks to Rabisha-chan, Martha, and my mother, who all gave it their all… No, thanks to so many people, my attire is perfect! Now, onward to battle!
My father, my escort, took my hand. Martha was bawling her eyes out, and Rabisha-chan, along with the twins, has been moved to tears as well. Stop it—you’re going to make me cry too. My mother, on the other hand, is smiling as usual, which brings me a sense of relief.
“Rosarin, are you happy?”
“Yes!”
“… I see. Even after marriage, you are still my daughter. If you ever need help, don’t hesitate to ask. More than anyone, I wish for your happiness.”
“… And I wish for your happiness too, Tousama. So if you ever struggle, don’t keep it all to yourself, okay?”
“… I’ll do my best.”
Ah, I really am happy.
The fabric, woven with Suigetsu-san’s threads, has been named “Rainbow Water Surface Cloth.” It reacts to light, creating a rainbow effect. This gently shimmering dress is one of a kind. I absolutely love it.
Step by step, I move forward.
The floral decorations in the guest seating were made by the twins and the children from the orphanage under my brother’s guidance. The stained glass, paintings, guest chairs and tables, and even the engravings on the pillars—all are Pochi’s work. The carvings were carefully crafted to preserve Saintya’s image, much to the delight of the popes.
The magnificent carpet beneath my feet is made of Wolfanea silk from Kanata-san’s territory. Apparently, the merchants of Wolfanea engaged in a fierce competition to determine which fabric would best suit the venue.
At the top of a short flight of stairs, Dirk awaited me. His ceremonial attire was also made from Suigetsu-san’s threads, but because it was predominantly black, it didn't produce a rainbow effect. Originally, Dirk was supposed to wear white, but since black suited him better, he went with that instead. Dirk, you look seriously handsome!
Tousama handed me over to Dirk, officially passing the escort role to him.
At that moment, tiny spirits shower us with flowers.
“What is this…?”
Flowers? No, not quite. This is the “Blessing of the Spirits,” formed by compressed magic power.
“Rosariiin, congratulations!”
I wave in thanks. Ah, fire spirits. But please, don’t call me Rosariiin—that’s the name of a Valkyrie, not me.
“Scary Rosarin, congrats!”
Thanks. And don’t you dare bully Haru again. If you do, I’ll make you regret it so deeply that it’ll leave a trauma. The wind spirits must have sensed my killing intent because they fled immediately.
“Haku’s Rosarin, congratulations.”
The earth spirits… Wait, don’t emerge from the ground—I might step on you! Oh, they moved aside. Thanks. Even though I know it wouldn’t hurt you, I’d still feel bad stepping on you.
“Songstress, congratulations!”
Okay, stop pushing yourself! You look completely shriveled up! I almost shouted, “Is there a guest with a water tank?!” but Kuurin quickly formed a water sphere, saving them.
“Congratulations~”
Arisa also showered me with flowers, adjusting their size to match her tiny fairy form. As expected of my child!
“Oneechan, congratulations!”
Kou also adjusted to puppy size. As expected of my child—he understands the situation!
“… Congratulations.”
That curt congratulations came from Sui. He was in his boy form. When I smiled and waved at him, he hesitantly waved back just a little. Such a tsundere!
“Rosarin, congrats!”
Haru stirred up a swirl of flowers with the wind. You little troublemaker! But since it looked beautiful, I couldn’t help but smile.
“Rosarin, be happy!”
“Oneechan, you look so pretty!”
“Oneechan, you worked so hard!”
The children from the orphanage, the people of my territory, and not just those from Christia but even from Wolfanea—all these people were celebrating us.
I glanced at Haku and saw that he was bawling his eyes out while the children comforted him.
“Fuu~!”
Gora-chan was dancing but thankfully refrained from stripping down to his leaf outfit. If he had transformed into his alternate form here, I would have turned him into dried daikon radish. But he behaved.
“Rosawin… congwats… sniff”
“Yue, thank you! But could you please take human form? The audience is freaking out!!”
“That’s right, Darkness. Learn from me.”
Mondo, the Holy Beast, was properly in human form. Good job! Yuehurriedly transformed as well.
But my relief was short-lived.
"""Awaiteeeeed Oneeee!! Congratulationssss!!!"""
The Spirit Kings are HEREEEEEEE!!!
“The sheer pressure is insane! What if people find out you’re Spirit Kings?! I don’t need any more cheats!! Shrink down already!!”
Fueled by my outrage, the Spirit Kings instantly shrank. Too many blessings! Save the gifts for later! But Rabisha-chan swiftly collected them all.
“Rosarin-chan, congrats!!”
“Congratulations!!!”
“We came to celebrate!”
“The venue is going to collapse! Please shrink down!!”
Kuurin’s Papa the Bahamut, Kou’s Mama Dragon, and the Yamata leader Ragon showed up too! The guests were visibly overwhelmed!
And then, the venue descended into chaos. The cactus spirits, Arisa’s main body, my brother’s vegetable orchestra and dance troupe—all of them started dancing.
I somehow managed to restore order, but I was exhausted. I wanted to go home. The main event wasn’t over yet, but… would it be bad if I just left?
And then came the vow exchange at the altar.
For some reason, there were an awful lot of priests.
The guests tilted their heads in confusion. It’s not like I wanted four priests—no, four popes—to officiate! It was a necessary measure to prevent a divine proxy war and maintain world peace! I kept desperately explaining that in my head when—
Oh no. My eyelashes got tangled in my veil.
Crap. I already have naturally long lashes, so why did I even wear fake ones?! What do I do?!
Just as I started panicking, I noticed something descending divinely before me—a presence I had forgotten to warn not to cause trouble.
Everyone, please cue *Cruel Saboten Angel* as the BGM.
“Sabo-san!? Sabonova!? Sabonne!? Sabonovitch!?”
The cacti that had evolved into god-tier beings had transformed into… Saboten Angels.
Why on earth did they choose *this* form?!
The majestic, wing-spreading white Sabo-san, the sexy Sabonova, the glasses-wearing Sabonne, and the muscle-bound Sabonovitch.
What was I supposed to do with them?!
And—wait, I hadn’t even noticed because of their overwhelming impact, but—there were *others* too!!
Kurarin, in a wedding dress.
And Poppo-chan, the pigeon-mask wearer, cradling a Noh mask!!
“CHESTOOOOO!!”
“HATOPOPPPOOOOO!?!”
I reflexively unleashed a full-force *Shining Wizard* on Poppo-chan. That was just me lashing out. Poppo-chan crashed down. I landed gracefully.
I rushed into Dirk’s arms.
“Dirk… I wanna go home.”
“… Me too.”
Dirk’s eyes were as lifeless as a dead fish’s.
Not being alone in this madness… was a wonderful thing.
Could this all just be a dream? Please, let it be a dream when I wake up…
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