Taming The Villainesses

(EP-331.2) #4
331 – Time Problem #4

Mirna continued.

“The latter method, honestly, is a last resort. It happens when the host is completely consumed by the magic and merges with it. At that point, Queen Aira will have become someone entirely different.”

“So, the only option is to enter this inner world or whatever and face the monster there.”

“Exactly. But that can be even harder than a butterfly landing on a spider’s web. It’s like entering the enemy’s territory. If we lose there….”

Mirna left the rest unsaid.

* * *

With so many people around, the day passed quickly. It felt like we had just finished lunch and were discussing various things.

Before I knew it, the sun had set, and the moon was hanging high in the dark sky.

Aira had asked me to meet her at night. But she hadn’t given me a specific time, so I had to rely on my gut feeling.

It was now eight in the evening.

But it was a bit early to call it night.

Maybe around nine?

That leaves me with about an hour.

I don’t know how to best use this time. Maybe I could meditate? So I went out to the Sandora City Hall garden to look for a good spot.

Summer was slowly coming to an end.

The northern autumn air was chilly enough to see my breath.

At last.

The heat was finally over.

Lost in such thoughts, I aimlessly wandered through the garden. Before long, I stumbled upon a woman sitting on a bench.

“Elga-nim, what are you doing here?”

“Can’t you tell? I’m moonbathing.”

“Moonbathing?”

“They say sitting under the moonlight is good for pregnancy. I’m not sure if it actually works, but I figured it wouldn’t hurt to try.”

Seuk-.

I sat down beside Elga. Her body temperature was noticeably high, and just sitting next to her radiated an intense warmth.

A human heater, perhaps.

Indeed.

Someone with such a warm body might need time to bask in the cool moonlight. With that feeling, the two of us quietly soaked in the moon’s glow.

I thought it would be a good time to talk about what had happened and what we had been doing, but I couldn’t open my mouth. Oddly enough, the silence was unfamiliar but pleasant.

I glanced at her.

She had strong, defined features.

A sharp nose and striking blue eyes that almost shimmered in the moonlight.

Her eyelashes were surprisingly long and delicate. And the melancholic look on her face gave such unexpected allure that my heart skipped a beat.

Had Elga always been this feminine?

Though, that thought lingered only for a moment as Elga’s expression suddenly crumpled.

“Hey, don’t sneak glances like some thief. Just look.”

“May I?”

Elga scratched her cheek.

“Well, yeah. You’re my husband.”

Husband?

Hearing that word, I felt a strange mix of excitement, and an unexplainable emotion swelling in my chest.

The truth was, we were indeed husband and wife.

Though there had been no wedding.

Still, we had done everything else.

As I scratched my cheek at the sudden feeling, Elga narrowed her eyes and looked at me.

“So, do you want to touch it too?”

“Can I?”

“Sure. It’s annoying to always ask for permissions.”

With her approval, I slowly reached out. Ever since I saw Elga earlier today, I’d wanted to touch her once. I had only refrained because she hadn’t given me permission.

My hand cautiously extended and finally rested on her belly. Hidden beneath the flowy fabric of her clothes, it wasn’t immediately obvious, but it had more volume than I expected.

The weight of life itself.

Thinking that inside was Elga and I’s child, there’s that strange feeling again. And it started to feel real.

They’re going to be born.

Would they look like me? Or Elga? Personally, I hoped they would take after Elga.

Kkungkkungi.

Leonor.

Leonoi.

It didn’t matter. As long as they were born healthy.

“Are you that happy?”

Elga’s question brought me back from my thoughts. I got embarrassed, but then she added a few more words.

“No, it’s just… I think this is the first time I’ve seen that look on your face.”

“What kind of look?”

“I don’t know. But it’s making me jealous.”

“Do you get jealous too, Elga-nim?”

“You didn’t know? I just pretend I don’t. So behave yourself in front of me.”

I see.

So Elga was very jealous. I had a vague idea about that.

She had a childish side. She would never let go and hold on tightly to what she wants. For example, the scar on my eye was proof of that.

But despite this jealous nature, it’s rather impressive that she’s accepted my harem and even making it work.

Would I have been capable of doing the same if the roles were reversed?

If Elga brought a bunch of men and say, “From now on, these men are family. This one’s my Monday husband, that one’s my Wednesday husband—,” could I handle it?

Just imagining Elga entering the bedroom with another man made my vision go dark, and cold sweat started to come out. No, I could never tolerate that.

Fueled by that surge of indignation, I slowly raised my hand and touched Elga’s chest.

Boing-.

Even through the thin fabric of her clothing, it was so soft, warm, and tender. It even felt bigger than before.

“… Eut, so suddenly, what are you thinking?”

“If it were the other way around, I wouldn’t have shared you with anyone else.”

“Other way around? Ah, What are you talking… t-take off your hand. Someone might come…! Angg…!”

“This chest, this voice, all of you are mine. Do you understand?”

“I, I know…, haah, ah, okay. I get it, so let go…!”

“Whose is this?”

“You’re crazy…”

Elga trembled.

But I could tell that Elga was secretly excited about this situation. The strange smell of sweat coming from her neck couldn’t be hidden.

“It’s yours, it’s yours. Okay…!?”