《Things to Do During the Day》


 Chapter 1 - Ariel Is Strange

    Something strange was going on with Ariel.


    Arsion was deeply troubled. He was watching Ariel approaching him with a whip in her hands. His wrists were currently tied behind his back to the headboard of their bed by a pair of leather handcuffs. From where she got them, he had no idea.


    Frankly, the handcuffs were really not sufficient to truly restrain Arsion. With just a little bit of force, the decorations on the headboard would quickly break. Or, one could say you didn¡¯t even need to resort to force. By just twisting and moving your wrists slightly, you could be freed.


    But Arsion did not do any of these things. Instead, his eyes were fixed on Ariel, who was slowly approaching.


    ¡®Is that the whip from the decorated corner in the study in our home?¡¯


    In the study of the duke¡¯s annex, where the two lived, a genuine whip hung, received from a distant land. Made by the top craftsman with the best leather, it was more like a piece of art. That was the reason why they had hung it up as decoration, but why was it in Ariel¡¯s hands tonight?


    No, why would she want to swing that thing?


    ¡°Like this¡­ way?¡±


    Ariel, amazed by the whip in her hand, grabbed the handle and began to swing it. Even with that little movement, the whip wiggled like a live snake, and then crawled fast! It hit the wooden floor with a loud noise.


    ¡°Pakk!¡±


    Pieces of wood broke apart and flew into the air as the bottom of the whip hit the floor. Ariel, who saw it, freaked out and dropped the whip onto the floor. It was as if she just discovered there was something so terrifying in the world. Shaking her head, Ariel gently bent down and lightly rolled the whip off the floor, then approached the table.


    ¡°I can¡¯t do this. Because I think it¡¯s going to hurt so much¡­¡­ I can use a lot of candles instead¡­¡­.¡±


    A lot of candles? Arsion, at first, doubted his ears at Ariel¡¯s murmur. Then Arsion glanced at the table where Ariel stood.


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    It wasn¡¯t just candles on the table. From an unknown leather strap to a rod with feathers. A mouth gag and even an eye mask. The only thing all the items seemed to have in common was that they were all made of black leather.


    Arsion knew for what and when they were used, even though he had never thought to use them himself. He just knew¡­ the fact that these tools were used by people who wanted to get a little different or stronger stimulation.


    If that¡¯s the situation¡­


    ¡®Then why does Ariel have them?¡¯


    Meanwhile, Ariel picked up one of the candles on the table. She placed a wick close to a lamp¡¯s flame, lit it, and carefully came near the bed with the burning candle.


    Unfortunately, the tip of the pointed candle melted faster than Ariel had anticipated, so the hot wax dripping from it fell onto the back of her hand.


    ¡°Ah! Hot! Hot!¡±


    The moment the candle wax fell, Ariel jumped up with a squeal.


    ¡°Riel!¡±


    Arsion immediately tightened his arms. The wooden decoration on the headboard flew away with a loud crack. Easily ripping the leather handcuffs off his wrists, Arsion rose from the bed.  A surprised Ariel asked when Arsion, who was free in an instant, approached.


    ¡°W-Wait! How, how did you get out of it? I¡¯m sure I tied it tight!¡±


    She was sure she attached the cuffs correctly. So she was confident that Arsion wouldn¡¯t be able to move no matter what she did.


    ¡°Is that really the problem now? Let me see your hand.¡±


    Arsion took Ariel¡¯s hand and examined them. He could see the red skin where the candle wax had fallen on. He glared at the candle rolling on the floor, no longer burning. His gaze was so fierce that he wondered if the candle would break apart by him just by looking at it.


    Fortunately, only one drop of wax fell and it was easily brushed away, so her skin was not burned. It was only a little bit red. It was obvious that the hot wax would probably not burn even if left alone. But Arsion, looking at Ariel¡¯s hand as if it was as serious as seeing a patient with a deadly disease.


    ¡°Let¡¯s stop. Come here.¡±


    Arsion hugged Ariel and tried to lift her. But instead, Ariel pushed him away.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay! Rather, you¡­¡­ I thought you couldn¡¯t get free, but you were just pretending?¡±


    Arsion nodded and Ariel let out a strange, disappointed sigh, glancing back and forth between Arsion and the headboard. She really thought she had imprisoned him. It was extremely embarrassing to discover that he was, in fact, watching her while only pretending to be overpowered.


    Looking at Ariel, who looked about ready to run away from the room, Arsion sighed and lifted Ariel over his shoulder.


    ¡°Sion! What are you doing! Let me go!¡±


    But Arsion ignored his wife and walked back to the bed where he was tied up just moments ago. Arsion then gently placed her down on the bed. Soon, his hand caught Ariel¡¯s ankle, as she tried to roll to the other side of the mattress to get out of the bed.


    Ariel¡¯s body was dragged back by Arsion, and the thin slip she was wearing slid up her body, exposing her.


    ¡°¡­¡­!¡±


    Under the light of the lamp, Ariel was fully visible to Arsion.


    Gulp. Ariel hurriedly tried to lower her slip but Arsion had already seen everything there was to see. Flat belly. Thin legs. Soft bush covered with triangular cloth. In addition, pinkish petals that were slightly visible because her ankles and legs were open apart.


    Ariel¡¯s face flushed red as if she had released red paint when she noticed what Arsion had seen.


    ¡°Let go, let go!¡±


    Arsion sighed and said as Ariel struggled to escape from his hands.


    ¡°Sorry, Riel. I didn¡¯t want to do this¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Do what?¡±


    ¡°I have to tie you up for a second.¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    Before Ariel could even close her mouth, Arsion¡¯s hand picked up the leather cuffs rolling on the sheets. It was something he released himself from a little while ago. Her slender wrists were cuffed before Ariel could figure out what the hell was going on.


    ¡°Wah? Huh?¡±


    Next, Ariel¡¯s arm was strapped in another decoration on the headboard, which was not broken. Arsion rose as Ariel twisted and struggled with her wrists tied to the bed with a leather strap.


    ¡°Sion, let me go!¡±


    ¡°No, hold still for a second.¡±


    ¡°How dare you tie a woman up like this!¡±


    ¡°You tied me up, too.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡®Oh, right. I did.¡¯


    Arsion quickly approached the table when Ariel couldn¡¯t say anything because of what she had done earlier. There was an ice bucket that kept wine cool. But there was no wine in it.


    ¡®That means she needed ice.¡¯


    Arsion wasn¡¯t going to ask Ariel what she was going to use the ice for. He could guess the purpose of the tools here.


    Arsion returned to bed with a piece of ice. Meanwhile Ariel was struggling to untie her tied wrists. Seeing Arsion solve it easily, she thought it would be easy for her as well, but she couldn¡¯t even move, let alone escape from it.


    ¡°How did you get out of this?¡±


    ¡°You learn a lot when you¡¯re part of the knights. I need to look at the back of your hand.¡±


    Arsion looked at the back of Ariel¡¯s hand that was tied up. He saw the red mark where the candle wax had fallen a while ago. He put the ice he brought there.


    ¡°Ha¡­¡­.¡±


    Even if it wasn¡¯t enough to completely heal, it was a spot where the candle wax landed on. The skin was still slightly stinging even after the hot wax was gone, so Ariel unconsciously expressed a pleasant sound when the cold ice touched her skin.


    After a while, the stinging sensation dissipated, only to leave a tingling chill where the ice had been rubbed. Meanwhile, the ice melted into water and flowed down Ariel¡¯s hand. Since her arms were tied up above her head, the running water fell down her arms to her neck.


    ¡°Ah¡­¡­.¡±


    Ariel shuddered at the coldness. Arsion looked at her for a long time and asked gently.


    ¡°Now I want to ask you some questions¡­¡­ Why are you doing this all of a sudden?¡±


    Arsion recalled what happened a while ago.


    * * *


    When he first came home, Ariel did not greet him, so he wondered if she was hurt because he came back too late. But when he finished washing in the bathroom and entered their bedroom, Ariel was wearing a thin, transparent slip and holding onto a pillar of the bed, twisting at a slightly odd angle.


    Arsion remembered this pose was one of the positions featured in Ariel¡¯s recent magazine purchase titled ¡®Looking More Attractive¡¯ that she hurriedly hid in her desk.


    To be honest, it was an unnecessary need to seduce Arsion. He was in heat for Ariel¡¯s touch anyway. But Arsion approached Ariel with delight, given that she was trying to seduce him. Ariel then asked Arsion for help.


    ¡°Sion, don¡¯t get angry no matter what I do from now on.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    He recalled he heard something similar to this in the past. Anyway, Arsion said yes because no matter what Ariel did, he wouldn¡¯t be angry.


    ¡°Get on the bed.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    It was a hell of a command. There was no reason not to follow, so Arsion quickly climbed onto the bed.


    ¡°Put your hands above your head and close your eyes.¡±


    It was truly a heart-pounding command. As Ariel told him to, his hands went above his head and he closed his eyes. He could feel her approaching him. It was the moment when Ariel¡¯s body, which felt soft beyond silk, brushed over him, that he started to react underneath her.


    Slap.


    ¡°Huh¡­¡­?¡±


    Something wrapped around his wrists. And she squeezed it tight. A slight whiff, and Arsion realized its material was leather.


    ¡°Don¡¯t open your eyes!¡±


    Ariel quickly said as Arsion tried to look up. So Arsion had no choice but to keep his eyes closed and guess what Ariel was up to. He grunted as it seemed his wrists were bound with leather and tied way above his head. It seemed to be connected to a decoration on the headboard.


    A long time later, Ariel checked his wrists and spoke in a satisfactory manner.


    ¡°You can¡¯t move now, can you?¡±


    No.


    ¡°¡­¡­Can I open my eyes now?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    Arsion, who had been granted permission, turned his head and examined his wrists. As expected, a black leather strap with a shiny surface was wrapped around his wrists.


    Ariel, who saw Arsion wondering why he had to be tied up like this, raised his chin with her fingers and said,


    ¡°Y-you¡¯re going to ha-have a wo-wonderful experience tonight. It, it will be a night to remember for the rest of your life.¡±


    With a quivering voice, without the slightest sense of intimidation, Ariel declared so.


    * * *


    ¡®That¡¯s what happened¡­¡­.¡¯


    Ariel was correct ¨C it would be a night he would remember for the rest of his life. It was certainly hard to forget seeing her coming to him with a whip and fluttering around with candles.


    Ariel turned her head and refused to answer Arsion¡¯s question of why she suddenly did this.


    Arsion sighed at her refusal.


    Ariel was acting strange these days. More precisely, it started about a week ago, from the day of the Royal Banquet.


    It was the first official banquet for the two to attend together since their marriage. Ariel wanted to put a lot of effort into getting ready.


    At the annex of the duke¡¯s residence, where the two spent their newlywed lives, owners from the most famous dressing shops in the capital brought in packages full of clothing, hats, shoes and jewelry all day. Many came in and out of the building everyday.


    They spent the whole day at the annex, leaving their own shops alone, but their faces were full of excitement. It¡¯s no wonder. Because whenever the future duchess saw something she liked, Arsion would buy everything, saying it looked really good on her. Thanks to this, they were able to ring up sales normally achieved in a month, in a day.


    Among the things he bought, Ariel chose and wore. Even so, Arsion seemed to be simply blind to the pretty things Ariel put on.


    Looking out of the carriage, Ariel would say, ¡°Sion, oh, look at them! How beautiful!¡± Arsion just smiled and looked at Ariel in admiration. It was a little pretty out there, but was it prettier than you?


    Upon arriving at the palace, servants standing at the entrance handed over flower crowns to female participants. Arsion took one and carefully placed it on Ariel¡¯s head.


    At Ariel¡¯s smile while wearing a flower crown made of summer flowers, Arsion¡¯s body burned full of desire to abduct Ariel and return to the annex. Of course, he wanted to hold onto Ariel without leaving their room for three days and three nights if they went back.


    ¡°Sion?¡±


    However, Arsion had no choice but to escort Ariel with a smile as if he didn¡¯t have such thoughts.


    Yes, it was definitely fine then. Until then, he was excited and happy about the banquet..


    It was only after dancing three times with Ariel that Arsion felt that there was something off.


    The banquet was full of people who wanted to greet and talk to the two at least once. Not only that, Arison and Ariel were the main couple who everyone wanted to socialize with as the future duke and duchess. Besides¡­


    When Arsion glanced around, he met the eyes of people who turned their heads in surprise and haste.


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    Arsion knew exactly who they were. They were the ones who talked freely about Ariel and him while he was away. Saying he did not value Ariel. Those who spoke ill of her.


    Ariel was hurt by what they said while he was fighting monsters on the front line. Arsion smiled and greeted them with cold eyes.


    ¡®I will remember you people to your death.¡¯


    Could Arsion¡¯s will be conveyed even if he didn¡¯t speak? The people who met his gaze suddenly felt chills going down their spine. As far as Arsion was concerned, they would never make a connection with the ducal house.


    As the night wore on, Arsion danced until Ariel became tired because he didn¡¯t want to talk to annoying people and wanted to constantly admire how Ariel¡¯s beautifully dressed skirt spread out.


    Perhaps Ariel had become a little strange since then. Her smiling face seemed to harden little by little as each dance went on, and sometimes she looked at him with an anxious expression.


    ¡°Riel, are you feeling any discomfort?¡±


    ¡°What? Oh no, it¡¯s okay.¡±


    He asked her out of concern, and Ariel shook her hand. Looking at her movements, he didn¡¯t think she was sick.


    ¡°Tell me if you¡¯re not feeling well. We can go home right away.¡±


    Ariel shook her head at that remark, saying it wasn¡¯t really like that. After hours at the banquet, Arsion realized that he had made a mistake on their way home. Unlike when she went to the banquet hall, Ariel was sitting quietly in the carriage seat with a pale and depressed expression.


    Arsion, at the time, did not question Riel because it seemed, from her current state, that she would not answer even if he asked. Instead, if he asked a question to pass time and she would thoughtlessly give an answer without thinking about it.


    Now that he thought about it a little more, that was a week ago. And this was how it happened today. Arsion said to Ariel, who was still struggling with her wrists tied.


    ¡°Ariel, let¡¯s talk for a minute.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯ve been acting strange lately. What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°Did I do something wrong?¡±


    ¡°No, I don¡¯t think so¡­¡±


    Arsion sighed upon seeing Ariel¡¯s eyes that started to blur with tears. What did she mean when she said she didn¡¯t think so? There must be something. However, it was clear that she did not intend to be compliant.


    ¡°If this is how you want to play it¡­¡­.¡±


    Arsion got up and approached the table. He picked up another piece of ice from the ice bucket with one hand. Ariel said in response to his actions.


    ¡°I¡¯m fine and my hands are fine. You don¡¯t need to bring more ice.¡±


    Arsion, however, seemed to ignore Ariel¡¯s words. With the ice still in his fingers, he picked up an object on the table with his other hand.


    ¡°¡­¡­?¡±


    Ariel¡¯s face stiffened, wondering what Arsion was trying to do. He approached Ariel, holding an eye mask made of black leather in his hand.


    ¡°Sion¡­¡­ what, what are you going to do¡­?¡±


    Arsion smiled and kissed Ariel¡¯s forehead to calm her concerned voice. It was a very light and soft kiss, as if the feathers were tickling. As Ariel relaxed and tried to look at him, Ariel¡¯s vision was soon covered in darkness. Arsion whispered in her ear as Ariel shook her head in a belated panic.


    ¡°You¡¯re going to have a great night. That will be the most memorable of your life.¡±


    Ariel swallowed her breath at Arsion¡¯s voice. She couldn¡¯t see him, but she could tell. She was sure Arsion had an incredibly dangerous look in his eyes. What the hell was he trying to do? Ariel recalled the kinds of things she was going to do to Arsion.


    ¡®I¡¯m in trouble¡­¡¯


    She had brought in a whip, but she didn¡¯t mean to brandish it to Arsion! Because it would hurt! She just brought it because she thought it was good for setting the mood. The same was true of the candles. Though the book told her to drop the candle wax, how could she do such a thing? That hurt too. She was planning to bring the burning candle, shake it a few times, and then put it back on the table! It was true!


    Ariel couldn¡¯t bring herself to spit out the thoughts that circled in her head. Because to do that, she would have to tell him everything she was going to do next!


    In addition, Arsion would certainly ask where she got the idea from, and try to figure out why she did it.


    ¡®I can¡¯t say it!¡¯


    Arsion¡¯s hand lowered her slip as Ariel¡¯s heart was racing. As the strap of the slip went down, the cool air of autumn night passed as her chest was exposed.


    ¡°¡­¡­!¡±


    Arsion, who lowered the slip, was silent for a long time.


    ¡®He¡¯s watching.¡¯


    Obviously, Arsion was looking at her chest now. Ariel bit her lips. Still, Arsion did not move. It was the first time Arsion stood still like this. Ariel asked carefully.


    ¡°Are you angry¡­¡­?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    The answer did not return. She thought it was inevitable. He couldn¡¯t have been embarrassed and happy being tied up when he just came back from work. Ariel was thinking about telling him everything.


    ¡°Aah!¡±


    Ariel was surprised at the coldness that suddenly touched the tip of her breasts. The cold touch rubbed the nipples. It was clear that it was the piece of ice that Arsion brought a while ago.


    ¡°What are you doing? Cold!¡±


    Ariel screamed in surprise, but Arsion did not take the ice off of Ariel¡¯s chest.


    ¡°Hmm¡­¡­.¡±


    At first, she thought Arsion was doing this to pick on her.


    As a child, when it snowed in winter, the two ran out to the fields before anyone else, dressed tightly and wore gloves. At some point in the making of a snowman, he would form snowballs together without saying who should go first.


    As soon as they grabbed each other while running around screaming, they giggled and tucked snowballs into each other¡¯s clothes. The cold feeling was interesting and caused the two to roll around in the snow screaming again. She thought it would be the same feeling. But¡­


    ¡°Hah¡­ ah¡­¡±


    Arsion¡¯s hand slowly drew a circle around a nipple. Ariel felt numb from the cold feeling in her chest. The ice that touched the skin was cooler than usual because her other senses became more intense due to blocked visibility.


    She struggled to escape, but that did nothing and only rubbed her chest further against the ice. Eventually, Ariel had no choice but to stop struggling.


    The melted ice touched the skin and flowed down the chest. The trajectory of the droplets passing through the stomach and going further down was obviously clear.


    ¡°Stop¡­¡­¡±


    Arsion didn¡¯t do much, but she was shaking. But he just kept moving his hand without answering. She could feel that her nipples were tight and protruding even if she couldn¡¯t see them. Her nipples seemed to be completely firm.


    ¡°Oh, ah, ha, hah!¡±


    Her body flinched. The melted water continued to flow down the body. Now, her nipples were painfully hard. Because she became so sensitive, she felt that the ice pieces in Arsion¡¯s hands were getting smaller and smaller.


    It was almost over.


    The moment she felt so relieved.


    ¡°Ahhhhh!¡±


    A small piece of ice scratched Ariel¡¯s nipple. Her toes curled up as her body trembled. It seemed as if all colors of light were twinkling in the dark vision covered with an eye mask.


    ¡°Hah¡­.. hah¡­¡­.¡±


    What was this? She had been mixing with Arsion every day since they got married. She learned new pleasures every time. Maybe that was why. At the time, she felt a little bit more confident. She thought she now knew all the pleasures. But this was¡­¡­.


    She remembered what Arsion said a while ago. She would have a night that was going to be the most memorable for the rest of her life?


    Then it was successful. Even though the ice melted away, her body was still shaking as if it was cold.


    ¡°Sion¡­¡­.¡±


    She didn¡¯t scream much, but her voice cracked. Now that he had bothered her this much, he would stop. Did he notice that? She could feel Arsion rising. However, Ariel shook her head as soon as she heard the ice clatter from the ice bucket again.


    ¡°No, stop it! If you do any more¡­¡­!¡±


    ¡°What if I do any more?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°I didn¡¯t even put it in, but you were shaking. You like it so much¡­¡­ won¡¯t it be sad if I did it only to one side?¡±


    His soft voice seemed to be explaining something natural. So Ariel almost nodded before she realized it. Fortunately, however, Ariel came to her senses and shouted.


    ¡°I¡¯m not disappointed, but please take this off! Can¡¯t you please release me?¡±


    Far from releasing her, however, Arsion walked back to the table. Her body stiffened when she heard the rattling sound of ice hitting the ice bucket. Arsion intended to do the same to her other breast, whether she protested or not.


    Ariel bit her lips. At first, she reacted helplessly with surprise, but not this time. She wouldn¡¯t groan, she wouldn¡¯t feel it.


    ¡®Come, if you¡¯re gonna come, come!¡¯ Ariel put all her nerves on her chest with that feeling. The mattress sunk. Ariel tightened her body in anticipation of the upcoming stimulus.


    At that moment.


    ¡°Huh!¡±


    Ice touched the soft flesh behind the knee, not the chest. Ariel was surprised when the stimulus came to an unexpected place. But Arsion locked Ariel¡¯s body between his legs as if he knew it would happen.


    The ice that had reached the back of the knee slowly came up. Ariel swallowed her breath as soon as she knew where it was headed.


    ¡®Don¡¯t tell me, please don¡¯t tell me¡­.¡¯


    The ice that climbed up her legs without hesitation hovered on the inside of her thighs near the genital area. Ariel felt afraid.


    ¡°Sion, Sion¡­¡­ No, no¡­¡­?¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°I, uh¡­ Don¡¯t tell me¡­ aah!¡±


    The ice slightly brushed the tip of the softest flesh. Ariel shook her head in a sense of pleasure or fear.


    She knew that Arsion would never do anything to harm her. Nevertheless, her body instinctively hardened. Besides¡­


    Ariel closed her legs. She certainly felt a chill of fear. But why did it make her feel dizzy? In the meantime, Arsion was steadily moving his hands. Pieces of ice hovering around the folds melted and water flowed.


    ¡°You¡¯re very wet.¡±


    Ariel didn¡¯t know if he meant the melted water or underneath.


    Did he pick up a pretty big piece? Still, the ice roamed excitedly over Ariel¡¯s mound. Every time it touched her vulva, she jerked like a person struck by lightning.


    Before Ariel knew it, she was crying. If Arsion made a little push with his hand, it would slip right inside her. The thought of that cold thing coming into her body gave her goosebumps.


    ¡°Sion, Sion, please don¡¯t. I¡¯m scared¡­¡­.¡±


    Arsion¡¯s hands stopped when she said she was scared. But that didn¡¯t mean the ice fell.


    ¡°Don¡¯t put it in. Please¡­¡­.¡±


    Ariel sniffed and heard a low sigh. Then he asked.


    ¡°But you like it this much.¡±


    A piece of ice slipped between the tightly closed flesh. Ariel shook her head like crazy.


    ¡°No, I don¡¯t want it!¡±


    ¡°Then is anything else okay?¡±


    Ariel nodded hastily at Arsion¡¯s question. Anything but that ice would be fine.


    There was a satisfying smile on Arsion¡¯s face that Ariel could not see. There was only one thing she could covet inside there.


    Arsion threw in the ice that had not melted. He then grabbed his erection, which had been tight enough to stick up to his stomach for a long time, and put it against Ariel, where the ice just caressed a moment ago.


    ¡°Sigh¡­¡±


    Did it feel good that something warm was touching and rubbing her folds? Ariel¡¯s expression, which had been hardened under the eye mask, relaxed, and a languid moan came out of her slightly open mouth. Looking at her red lips that opened in pleasure, Arsion pushed himself inside.


    ¡°Aah!¡±


    Her body rushed to welcome him as his thick head penetrated. It was a movement that seemed to be at a loss because it was nice to feel body temperature, not ice.


    Should he push all the way and end it like this? But if he did, he would push himself in until she lost her mind again today.


    Arsion licked his lips with his tongue, looking at her hardened nipple, which had become darker in color due to his harassment. Somehow after the wedding, the voluptuous breasts were often wet and shiny.


    The taut nipples shook every time Ariel breathed. He wanted to cup them in his hands and squeeze them right away. Her white, soft flesh always drove him crazy.


    Arsion, who was about to reach out, shook his head and pulled his hand back. He wanted to stimulate Ariel a little more today. He was sure there was something that she was hiding from him these days. The banquet and the sudden delivery of these tools.


    So he was going to move very slowly today. He really meant to.


    Ariel murmured, clasping Arsion through her wide-open legs.


    ¡°¡­¡­Please.¡±


    ¡°Yes?¡±


    He couldn¡¯t hear what she was saying because it was such a quiet pleading voice. Then Arsion saw it. The fact that the face under the eye mask was the brightest red he had ever seen.


    Ariel said again as soon as he took off her eye mask to see if she was sick.


    ¡°Please shove your cock into my pussy!¡±


    ¡°¡ª-?!¡±


    Seriously, Arsion has never been more surprised in his life than that moment. His mouth dropped and his head went blank. What did Ariel just say? What does she want him to do?


    As it was in the past, Ariel seemed daring but was also shy. She was especially weak with words. So it was hard to tell him exactly what she was feeling or wanting.


    Ariel would usually shake her head, refusing to say any word referring to her genitalia, instead saying, ¡®That her insides would not let him go¡¯ or that ¡®Her heart was melting down as it was too soft.¡¯


    One time Arsion uttered the word ¡®fuck,¡¯ Ariel looked at him like a woman who saw the sky fall.


    So Arsion didn¡¯t say those words as much as he could.


    Pussy. Cock. Can someone just hit him? Did Ariel just say that now?


    Actually, wasn¡¯t Ariel in his arms right now? He had heard that there were nightmares who appear in dreams and suck energy with lewd words and actions, but was that it?


    Unlike his confused head, Arsion¡¯s body reacted quickly. As soon as he first heard the words from Ariel he thought would never hear for the rest of his life, his half-engorged pillar became larger. He heard Ariel moaning in surprise.


    Arsion judged that he had heard wrong. But at that moment, Ariel hugged him and exclaimed.


    ¡°More, more roughly, please!¡±


    In an instance, Arsion lost his mind.


    * * *


    ¡°Aah!  Aah!¡±


    The hips that were lifted toward the sky, rocked violently whenever Arsion moved deeper, her vagina throbbed as his testicles collided as flesh slapped against each other. Unable to stop, Ariel kept crying out in pleasure.


    Pak. Pak. Ariel felt like fainting every time Arsion¡¯s pillar pushed inside her to the roots. For three months after they got married, they already mixed their bodies countless times. But he had never been this ferocious.


    Arsion literally moved like an animal born to penetrate her body. She didn¡¯t know how many times he released inside. White semen flowed along the opening, but Arsion didn¡¯t look tired at all.


    ¡°I, I was wrong. Stop! If you do more, I¡¯ll¡­¡­ Ahhh!¡±


    Arsion pulled Ariel¡¯s arms and shoved himself deeper inside.


    ¡°Oh, oh¡­.¡±


    The captured body trembled. After shoving himself all the way in and digging, Arsion stayed embedded as if he was trying to shape her inside. The twitching vaginal walls moved once more to expel the intruder, but that only added to the excitement.


    Ariel thought, in a dazed mind.


    ¡®I think I¡¯ve succeeded.¡­.¡¯


    Arsion doesn¡¯t know. Why she prepared a whip or a candle. Why she put naughty words in her mouth.


    Then Arsion raised himself, grabbing her waist with both hands. Her body was lifted into the air and then, due to her weight, was pulled down. The movement forced Ariel to swallow Arsion even deeper.


    ¡°Wake up, Riel.¡±


    Arsion¡¯s voice was calm, even though he was rousing like an animal.


    ¡°You asked me to put it in your pussy.¡±


    ¡®Yes, I did, but¡­¡­.¡¯


    ¡°Sa, save me¡­¡­.¡±


    Ariel felt her vision getting blurry. Her body shook up and down. Arsion used to lift her body lightly as if holding a doll. The same is true now. Captured in the air, her body moved up and down on Arsion¡¯s genitals repeatedly.


    ¡°You know, Riel. I won¡¯t die.¡±


    Arsion¡¯s lips bit Ariel¡¯s neck.


    ¡°I can do this till death.¡±


    As whispered those words in a husky voice, Ariel lost her mind as she felt Arsion¡¯s cock thrust back and forth without hesitation.

 Chapter 2 - You Need Some Rest

    Arsion headed to the palace early in the morning. On his way to the crown princess¡¯s office, the image of Ariel¡¯s face, who was asleep without a care in the world until he got dressed and walked out of the bedroom, flickered before his eyes.


    He had left instructions to his servants to keep quiet so as to not awaken Ariel. Maybe at lunch she would open her eyes, or perhaps, even later than that.


    ¡®I was bothering her until dawn.¡­.¡¯


    He continued to satisfy his desires by comforting and appeasing Ariel, who was crying as she said that she couldn¡¯t do it any more. If Ariel did have such a hard time, he would have backed down, but his string of reasoning seemed to have been cut off as soon as Ariel said something unexpected.


    She said that she wanted to put a little more of his cock into her pussy.


    Usually, he wouldn¡¯t be exactly excited about the word. Yet, when Ariel said that with the expression she had¡­ It paralyzed Arsion¡¯s reasoning within seconds.


    She was shaking with tears as if she was about to cry, twitching in her thin slip with a red face. A face full of shame was exhaling a breath of excitement from the stimulus that was already moving inside her. The feeling of her flinching and biting down every time he moved slowly.


    Ariel was still as shy as she was when they first mixed their bodies together and even after months of non-stop mixing. Ariel would probably never realize how lewd it was for the rest of her life.


    Arsion¡¯s feet, which had been moving non-stop, stopped in front of a large wooden door. Sitting at a desk by the door, the servant stood up, greeted him, and said inward.


    ¡°Your Highness, Lord Arsion is here.


    Then, he heard an answer immediately from inside.


    ¡°Tell him to come in.¡±


    As the door opened and Arsion went inside, he saw the familiar office of the crown princess.


    ¡°Lord Arsion greets Your Royal Highness.¡±


    ¡°Yes, yes, how have you been¡­¡­ Forget it, I don¡¯t need to ask. I can tell from your face.¡±


    The crown princess looked at Arsion with dubious eyes.


    Even after the wedding, his face was shining very brightly. There was no reason for her to ask him why. It was natural for happiness to overflow every night because he could be greedy with Ariel as much as he wanted.


    ¡°You¡¯re here. Where is Ariel? Didn¡¯t I tell you that if it¡¯s Ariel, she could join us anytime.¡±


    ¡°Ariel is not feeling well and needs to rest.¡±


    ¡°Speak frankly. I¡¯m sure you¡¯re the culprit.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­I won¡¯t deny it.¡±


    The crown princess sighed and said to Arsion, who admitted neatly.


    ¡°It¡¯s been three months since you got married. Isn¡¯t it time for you to rest a little?¡±


    ¡°How can one rest from loving their wife?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    Three years, not three months, given the spirit of answering. No, he was filled with determination to not let go for at least 30 more years. Sighing, the crown princess jotted down ¡®crazy¡¯ on a piece of paper with a pen she was holding, and drew a line.


    ¡°Sit down, I have a lot to do with you today.¡±


    * * *


    The crown princess did not just call Arsion out of boredom.


    Arsion was poised to elope with Ariel if he could not marry her immediately. As a result, Arsion¡¯s wedding took place faster than any other aristocrat¡¯s.


    Fortunately, the succession of the duke had been delayed for a long time. Even so, it was difficult for the duke¡¯s son, who was now fully an adult and married, to have no title, so the title of marquis was handed down to Arsion among the other titles he had long held.


    Therefore, Arsion became a marquis. When the duke steps down after a further period of preparation, he would then become the head of one of the five dukes of the kingdom and pledge allegiance again to the royal family.


    The crown princess, who had been looking through the documents with Arsion for a long time, crossed her arms and told Arsion.


    ¡°¡­¡­So you¡¯d better go to the new estate this time.¡±


    The crown princess who said so did not look well. This was because there had been frequent appearances of magic and monsters in recent years in the new territory Arsion had received in his time as a marquis. Even though the temple had performed purification ceremonies over and over again, the number of incidents rarely decreased.


    ¡°As you know, the Knights of the Holy Order are quite busy these days with other local areas. And since it is now your territory, you are to take responsibility. You have succeeded as its marquis, so you should visit as the marquis.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sure they¡¯re really looking forward to seeing the new marquis, so go show them your face.¡±


    Arsion grew quiet at the crown princess¡¯s words. She was right. Now that he had become the new marquis, it was right to go and inspect the estate.


    ¡®Should I go with Ariel?¡¯


    Arsion shook his head after thinking for a while. It was an area where there were powerful magic monsters; they were not just dangerous, but were also multiplying. He didn¡¯t want Ariel to be close to any danger and believed she would be safer in the capital city. Arsion was lost in thought when the crown princess said,


    ¡°You are thinking about going with Ariel now, aren¡¯t you?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°Leave Ariel and go alone.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Why should I?¡±


    Arsion¡¯s eyes flashed in defiance when the crown princess ordered him to do so, even though he was thinking the same thoughts, that he would need to leave Ariel alone, just moments ago.


    The crown princess clicked her tongue at the sight.


    ¡®Someone will think I took Ariel away from him.¡¯


    ¡®I thought getting married would make him feel better.¡¯


    Since he was young, Arsion¡¯s eyes always changed whenever he talked about Ariel. In front of Ariel, he wagged his tail like a puppy, while in the absence of Ariel, he immediately became a hungry wolf.


    Now that Ariel was finally in his arms, she thought his obsession would have eased a little, but it seemed far from that; rather, his illness had deepened.


    ¡°Arsion, I understand you¡¯re very hung up on Ariel¡­ So why don¡¯t we consider Ariel¡¯s position?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­What do you mean?¡±


    ¡°Give Ariel some time to rest, too.¡±


    The crown princess, who desperately swallowed the almost added words of ¡®you crazy man¡¯, continued to smile and talk to Arsion.


    ¡°Honestly, how distracted Ariel must have been in the last few months. She probably had a hard time because of the rumor that her fianc¨¦ was suddenly becoming a holy knight, and next, she had a wedding without time to prepare properly. And then¡­¡­ She¡¯s been suffering from you.¡±


    ¡°Ariel likes it, too.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not that she doesn¡¯t like it. I¡¯m saying that Ariel will be exhausted at this rate. And then¡­¡­.¡±


    The crown princess said with playful eyes.


    ¡°¡­¡­Maybe she¡¯ll get tired of it.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­!¡±


    She said it as a joke. Just as Arsion couldn¡¯t let go of Ariel even if he dies, Ariel couldn¡¯t let go of Arsion either. The crown princess knew this better than anyone else. But Arsion¡¯s heart seemed to sink at her words.


    He didn¡¯t think that would be even possible. Yet, he believed it. How long Ariel waited for him while he was away as a holy knight. Arsion remembered everything Ariel had done to hold him back.


    She said he would teach him what to do at night. She was embarrassed, but then she took off her clothes and climbed on top of him.


    Arsion felt a heart-throbbing satisfaction at the sight of Ariel wanting him. At the same time, he was sure. Ariel will love him forever.


    ¡®However¡­¡¯


    Arsion recalled how hungry he was for Ariel after marriage. And what caught him the most was the appearance of Ariel he saw yesterday.


    Those ridiculous sex tools and words that came out of nowhere.


    Yesterday¡¯s Ariel was obviously looking for more stimulation than usual. When married couples want more stimulation¡­¡­.


    A word popped up in his head.


    Period of lassitude.


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    A cold sweat suddenly broke onto Arsion¡¯s back. He thought he was a little, no, he knew, he knew he was a bit obsessed with Ariel. But what was he supposed to do? Whenever Ariel called his name and approached him, he became crazy and wanted to hold her. Maybe it was not good to do that anymore.


    Actually, even now, he missed Ariel.


    ¡°Arsion, I know you don¡¯t have to endure being apart from her anymore, but you better give Ariel some time on her own. Has she ever visited her family and friends at least once after the marriage?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°Now that you¡¯re married, I know you want to do everything together, but people do need some space and time for themselves. You have to take a step back before you can take a more powerful step. So go alone this time. Give Ariel a moment to rest. This doesn¡¯t mean it¡¯s a bad thing. What happens if people eat too much at once? It¡¯s how one can get tired of it. So think about it.¡±


    Arsion had no answer.


    * * *


    Arsion returned to the dukedom after the evening sun had already fallen over the horizon. When he returned to the duke¡¯s annex, his butler welcomed him.


    ¡°Have you returned, my lord?¡±


    ¡°Where about Ariel?¡±


    ¡°She is in the study, my lord.¡±


    Arsion immediately headed for the study. At the door, he knocked gently and then waited.


    ¡°Riel, are you in there?¡±


    There was no return answer. Arsion carefully opened the door to the study. Tadak. Warm air came rushing out with the crackling sound of firewood burning in the fireplace. When Arsion noticed Ariel¡¯s scent mixed in, he quietly stepped in. Ariel was fast asleep on a soft sofa, basking in the warmth of the fireplace.


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    Arsion sat right in front of the sofa and looked at Ariel¡¯s sleeping form. The glowing flame of the fire painted a soft light on Ariel¡¯s face.


    In his heart, he already knew. He was perfectly satisfied with Ariel crying and calling out to him in his arms. Yet, Ariel¡¯s quiet, calm appearance gave him even more satisfaction.


    Arsion, looking at Ariel who was asleep, recalled the day he first met her.


    Even though it was a long time ago, Arsion remembered the moment clearly. The sunlight that poured into the quiet temple of the goddess at the duke¡¯s estate, and the trajectory of dust flying around it.


    Arsion cried unconsciously when he saw Ariel curled up in a small tribute box made of stone. Since he was born and could start thinking for himself, Arison always felt something was missing in his life, and that loneliness filled him.


    Arsion felt empty even in the presence of his loving parents and friendly people. He always felt a sense of loss, as if his most precious thing seemed to have fallen far away from him, and so he walked alone with the duke¡¯s support.


    He saw a small temple in the corner of the back garden he occasionally visited on weekends. Normally, he would have walked past it without thinking much. But as soon as the sun, which was revealed briefly through the clouds, shone over the temple, Arsion saw gold feathers flying over it.


    At that moment, he ran like crazy. He was convinced that someone was there, someone he was looking for so long. The moment Arsion saw a child of a similar age asleep in a tribute box there, he felt more joy than ever.


    Finally, he finally found it.


    Arsion reached out without realizing it. Even though he knew it couldn¡¯t be possible, he saw big wings on the back of the child who was asleep.


    ¡®She¡¯s an angel.¡¯


    Arsion was sure. This child was an angel the goddess sent to him.


    ¡°Mm-hmm¡­¡­.¡±


    Ariel¡¯s eyelids trembled as the firewood flared and burned violently. After a while, the dark eyelashes moved slowly, and large, clear eyes appeared. Ariel, who had blinked a few times, smiled and reached out.


    ¡°Sion.¡±


    Arsion was willing to give her anything. A thin arm hugged his neck. As soon as her warmth filled his arms, Arsion again felt deep satisfaction.


    He thought she would say hello, but Ariel didn¡¯t say anything. Arsion pulled away and looked down, but before he knew it, she closed her eyes again. She seemed to have gone into a deep sleep again, not realizing he was back.


    Arsion bit his lips slightly and lifted the collar of Ariel¡¯s top with his fingertips. As expected, from the bottom of her neck to her collarbone, the marks he left last night occupied the area. It might be this much because it was around the neck. Perhaps the chest was worse.


    Arsion squeezed Ariel¡¯s chest slightly over her clothes just in case.


    ¡°Ugh¡­¡­.¡±


    Of course. Unlike a while ago, Ariel was having a difficult time. It must have hurt even when fabric brushed against it.


    Arsion reflected upon hearing Ariel¡¯s moan. He shouldn¡¯t have been sucking Ariel¡¯s breasts like a crazy person just because she¡¯s pretty. No, just a little bit. But he didn¡¯t have the patience to quit along the way.


    Unknowingly, the moment his face turned to her chest, he remembered the words of the crown princess. Though it was a long conversation, it was simple to sum up. Let her rest.


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    Arsion¡¯s eyes again turned to Ariel. He was not tired. And it wasn¡¯t just about him, but Ariel was also fine after a day or two. That was why he had been enjoying doing things at night, thinking that it fit them well.


    The body might not have had any problems, but he wouldn¡¯t know about the mind. Because it cannot be seen. So maybe, he should have paid more attention.


    Arsion looked at Ariel for a long time without waking her up.


    The next morning, Arsion told Ariel.


    ¡°¡­¡­I¡¯m going to leave the dukedom for a little inspection tomorrow.¡±


    Ariel stopped putting butter on the bread and asked.


    ¡°All of a sudden? Then, when are you coming back?¡±


    ¡°It won¡¯t take long. About two weeks?¡±


    ¡°I see.¡±


    ¡®What are you saying all of a sudden, if you¡¯re going, I¡¯ll go, too.¡¯


    ¡®I thought she¡¯d say that¡­¡­.¡¯


    Contrary to Arsion¡¯s thoughts, Ariel only paused for a moment and soon answered in a calm voice. Once again, the word ¡®boredom¡¯ flickered in Arsion¡¯s head.


    Like that, breakfast ended quietly.


    The next day, Arsion left the duke¡¯s estate with a few vassals. Ariel saw him off with a smile.

 Chapter 3 - Suspicious Envoy

    As early evening came, when orange and purple were layered in the sky and darkness crept in, the royal banquet hall became crowded with guests.


    It was no exaggeration to say that royal banquets were held almost every month. With the exception of the big festivals held four times a year, the rest were not so grand.  Rather, it was more of a social dinner party, where most aristocrats would attend with ease.


    Gazing at the people coming in, the crown princess looked around for the person she requested to join her on the balcony.


    ¡®You¡¯re not here yet.¡¯


    Ariel was the one the crown princess was looking for. She was also the most important of the few guests the crown princess cared to personally write the invitation letter to.


    ¡°I¡¯ve been pretty tired lately¡­¡­.¡±


    The crown princess raised her hand and shifted her shoulders while she rubbed her slightly glazed eyes. She let out a groan without realizing it. It couldn¡¯t be helped. She didn¡¯t sleep until late last night. That was why the crown princess needed Ariel even more so than ever.


    ¡®The touch of Ariel¡¯s hand will blow away all this fatigue.¡¯


    The crown princess recalled the day she first touched Ariel¡¯s hand. Ariel, the little girl who came holding Arsion¡¯s hand. When she saw the shining wings behind the girl¡¯s embarrassed figure of not knowing how to treat a member of the royal family she met for the first time, the crown princess reached out without realizing it and grabbed Ariel¡¯s hand.


    At that moment, the crown princess thought she had entered a deep forest valley. A cool, indescribable freshness enveloped the body. Would it be like this if one had washed all the unclean things with the purest water in the world?


    When the crown princess came to her senses, she found that all the fatigue from the class she had attended the previous day had disappeared. Not only that, her tangled mind also became clean.


    At that time, the crown princess made a pledge. She wanted to have Ariel next to her. Of course, that wasn¡¯t the only reason to call Ariel.


    ¡®There¡¯s something else besides the ability to recover.¡¯


    Of course, she didn¡¯t invite Ariel just to reap the benefits. The time to meet Ariel, drink a few,  and talk to her in the midst of snake-like people was one of the few pleasant times for the crown princess.


    ¡®Still¡­¡¯


    Since marrying Arsion, she could count with her fingers how many times Ariel visited. At least, she never managed to talk leisurely with her anymore. She could only greet Ariel when she attended the banquet.


    Of course, it was because of Arsion. He did not stray far from Ariel¡¯s side throughout the entire banquet, and as soon as the banquet was over, he hurried back to their home. She understood, but still¡­


    ¡®There¡¯s a certain degree!¡¯


    How he didn¡¯t think of letting Ariel go for more than three months. Of course, she knew their time as newlyweds would soon burn down, but Arsion¡¯s obsession was at a serious level.


    ¡®You must be resting for now.¡¯


    A week ago, Arsion contacted her. He informed her that it would take about a month because there were more things to look at than they had anticipated after inspecting everything at the end of the week.


    Nevertheless, she thought this week was too short. Ariel would be more relaxed after two more weeks. In the meantime, she watched Ariel for a little while.


    The crown princess took light steps down the hall, thinking that Ariel was arriving soon. People approached her as she walked down. The crown princess, who was replying to everyone¡¯s greeting, saw some young ladies unusually excited.


    ¡°You look very happy. Is there something interesting going on?¡±


    When the crown princess approached and asked, the young ladies who were chattering hurriedly bowed their heads.


    ¡°It¡¯s not a big deal. However, there was a rumor that the envoy of Credos, who was supposed to attend the banquet today, is very handsome¡­¡±


    The crown princess smiled bitterly at the words.


    It was Arsion who was always talked about among young nobles. This was still the case when he was away from the capital. However, after he married Ariel and showed his love for her at the occasional banquets, the young ladies had no choice but to give up all their hopes and dreams of Arsion.


    The problem was that there was no man of interest to replace Arsion. A person who possessed the appearance, status, and ability to replace Arsion was rare.


    ¡®The envoy of Credos.¡¯


    Credos was a neighboring country bordering the kingdom across the mountains. A neighboring country that could not be said to be a friend, but also not an enemy ¨C the relationship was literally just so-so. Still, exchanges with Credos increased a little recently.


    ¡®The devil keeps showing up¡­¡­.¡¯


    In the mountain range, bordering Credos, monsters continued to appear. The marquis¡¯s territory, where Arsion went down this time, also shared a border with Credos.


    She recalled a document that mentioned an envoy related to the subjugation of  monsters would come from Credos. She met some nobles before inviting this envoy to a royal banquet. The rumor was that his appearance was very outstanding.


    ¡®In addition, it means that not only his face but also his physique and skills are really quite good enough to be on the same level as Arison¡­¡¯


    Then, did the knight of Credos come? If so, then she would have to greet him with more courtesy.


    ¡®Either way, I hope Ariel gets here soon.¡¯


    As the crown princess was looking at the entrance, turning her stiff neck around, a servant approached her.


    ¡°I just got a call from the duchess. Marchioness Ariel will not be able to attend, and she is very sorry to only contact you now.¡±


    ¡°Why isn¡¯t she here?¡±


    ¡°She went to the marquisate to see her husband, Marquis Arsion.¡±


    ¡°Oh, my¡­¡±


    The words made the crown princess touch her forehead.


    ¡®I was wrong.¡¯


    This couple did not have a one-sided love. If you wanted to measure who loved who more, Ariel would probably be second to Arsion. So Ariel would have thought of going along, just like Arsion.


    What would Arsion have done if Ariel¡¯s return date from a travel trip had been pushed to a later time? Naturally, he would have been impatient and rushed straight to Ariel. The same was true of Ariel.


    ¡°Okay, go back.¡±


    When the crown princess waved her hands with a look of boredom, the chief of staff immediately stepped down. It had been a while since she had seen Ariel. Her expression of anticipation disappeared like a bubble. The crown princess somehow called the servant to prepare a drink she enjoyed. Now that it was like this, she had no choice but to hold on with the power of alcohol.


    Those who noticed the crown princess¡¯s sudden change of expression avoided their seats at the table. They felt like they should find another location to have more fun talking about the envoy of Credos.


    Then, a familiar person appeared at the entrance. Aiden, her brother, who was now the head of the holy knight¡¯s order of their kingdom. He came to her side after quickly responding to greetings from several nobles.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on? You¡¯ve attended all the royal banquets.¡±


    As a prince and the head of the knights of the holy order, Aiden always had the authority to enter and leave the palace freely. But he rarely entered the palace unless it was necessary. Aiden replied, shrugging his shoulders.


    ¡°I¡¯m here to see the envoy of Credos. I think we need to talk about it because I heard he had defeated numerous powerful demons.¡±


    ¡°That is amazing.¡±


    ¡°If there is no lie in the record¡­¡­ Credos¡¯ envoy is nothing short of Arsion.¡±


    ¡°To that extent?¡±


    There was surprise in the voice of the crown princess. Arsion was not formally appointed during that time, but if he had become a holy knight, he would have overtaken Aiden and become the knight commander.


    It was to be expected. How could humans beat an angel? Anyone would lag behind Arsion.


    At that moment, the entrance soon became noisy. It seemed that the main character of the rumor had appeared. The crown princess and Aiden saw a man walking through the crowd with curious expressions.


    ¡°¡­¡­!¡±


    The envoy of Credos, who walked out of the crowd, was a very beautiful man. He had long hair that was hard to see for a knight. Black eyes with black hair that seemed to capture the darkness of the sky.


    The beautiful face was smiling, but there was a coolness that could not be approached recklessly. The faces of the crown princess and Aiden, who saw him walking in a knightly disciplined manner, became more and more stiff.


    Then, the man who found the two turned around, walked forward and bowed slightly.


    ¡°Thank you for inviting me. I¡¯m Carmion, who came on the behalf of the King of Credos.¡±


    At the man¡¯s greeting, the crown princess quickly changed her expression and smiled, extending her hand.


    ¡°Thank you for coming all the way.¡±


    Carmion leaned over the back of her hand, kissed it, and took a step back.


    ¡°There¡¯s no need to thank me. I just walked along my path.¡±


    Aiden replied to his words.


    ¡°That¡¯s too modest. It wouldn¡¯t have been an easy path to access because of the recent flood of rubble.¡±


    Carmion then bowed slightly to Aiden as well and said,


    ¡°Nice to meet you, Lord Aiden. What do you mean by modest? The grand reputation of the holy knights led by you has been heard far and wide since the day I became a knight. It¡¯s an honor to meet you like this.¡±


    Even without introduction, Carmion seemed to have already noticed who Aiden was, thanks to the robes of  knights of the holy order and the sword¡¯s crest on his chest.


    After a short greeting, Carmion turned away and scanned around the room at the people standing behind him. But soon, there was an indisputable glimmer of disappointment on his face. The crown princess asked, noticing his expression.


    ¡°Is there anyone you¡¯re looking for?¡±


    ¡°Yes, I wanted to meet Marquis Arsion, but I don¡¯t think he is here.¡±


    When Carmion spoke of Arsion, the crown princess¡¯ face trembled a little.


    ¡°Marquis Arsion is now on an inspection tour of his territory.¡±


    ¡°Is that so? Then¡­¡­.¡±


    Carmion¡¯s eyes glimmered brightly.


    ¡°Didn¡¯t the marchioness attend?¡±


    When asked by Carmion, the crown princess smiled.


    ¡°She informed me she will be a little bit late because she has work today. If you wait, you¡¯ll be able to meet her.¡±


    The crown princess calmly lied without twitching even an eyebrow. Carmion also laughed back at the crown princess¡¯s comments.


    ¡°I see. Thank you for letting me know.¡±


    ¡°Yes, and there are many who want to talk to you, so I must let you go. You¡¯re welcome to go.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Carmion turned away at the crown princess¡¯ words. Then, before the ministers in charge of diplomacy could address him, flocks of young ladies soon swarmed in front of him to greet him. A smile was still maintained on the face of the crown princess who watched it all.


    To prevent others from noticing, the crown princess turned around and headed for the hallway inside. Aiden followed next to her. As soon as she entered the depths of the hallway and confirmed that she could not be seen in the view of others, the crown princess and Aiden spoke at the same time.


    ¡°What was that?¡±


    ¡°What was that?¡±


    The crown princess recalled the image of Carmion she saw a while ago. Giant black wings, seen exactly behind his back.


    ¡°Black wings¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Angels who sinned and fell into the land of humans.¡±


    That alone should have been the case. But there was a bigger problem.


    ¡°I¡¯ve never seen five before. The records have never shown five wings in the human world before, have they?¡±


    Thanks to Ariel and Arsion, seeing wings was familiar. Of course, the color was very different, but it would have been better if there were only two wings. However, there were five wings visible behind Carmion. The crown princess still couldn¡¯t believe her eyes at the size and number of huge wings she had never seen before.


    ¡°Is heaven small these days? The record shows that angels appear in the human world once every hundred years, right? How come three people show up? And they¡¯re all different colors!¡±


    The crown princess felt like tearing her hair out with her hands.


    Carmion wanted to find Arsion as soon as he arrived. Obviously, Carmion¡¯s goal was Arsion. It wouldn¡¯t have been a big deal if Arsion was the only one.


    Knowing Arsion wasn¡¯t there, he wanted to find Ariel. The eyes of that time¡­¡­ somehow resembled that of Arsion¡¯s. In short, it meant he was obsessed, too.


    ¡°I¡¯ll have to get in touch with the marquis right away.¡±

 Chapter 4 - Since It’s Daytime

    ¡°We¡¯ll be there soon, Madam.¡±


    Ariel, who was almost lying down in the carriage, opened her eyes.


    ¡°Uh, how long till we reach?¡±


    ¡°We should be there in about half an hour. I can see the mansion in the distance.¡±


    Ariel pulled back the curtain covering the window and stuck her head out. As the coachman said, she could see a big mansion in the distance.


    ¡®Arsion is there.¡¯


    With that thought, her nauseous stomach suddenly felt better. It had been troubling her these past few days, but then again, she had been traveling nonstop.


    ¡®I asked you to do that¡­¡­.¡¯


    Because she wanted to see Arsion as soon as possible, she didn¡¯t care about her condition and thought about how long the ride was gonna be. The faithful coachman just sincerely followed Ariel¡¯s order. Thanks to this desire, she was constantly in a state of anticipation except for when she fell asleep.


    At first, two of the duke¡¯s maids accompanied Ariel. However, after a day of traveling, both of them looked as if they were completely dead, so Ariel quickly said, ¡°We won¡¯t need so many servants right away, so you two should take your time.¡±


    The maids would have normally said it was okay and that they would go with her, but they were so dead tired that they cried, saying they were really grateful with somewhat revived faces.


    ¡®Is it that hard?¡¯


    Of course, traveling in a carriage was difficult, but Ariel felt fine after sleeping, so she wondered why they were having such a hard time.


    As the house became clearer, Ariel turned her head and examined the territory. Even though it was her first time here as a marchioness, she was very familiar with the place. During Arsion¡¯s absence, Arsion¡¯s father, Duke Hastings, invited Ariel to the dukedom often.


    ¡°This is the land which will be given to you in the future, so why don¡¯t you take a look at the territory in advance?¡±


    Thus, Duke Hastings gave Ariel many resources about the marquis¡¯ land, so she was familiar with the place thanks to the documents despite having never been here herself until now.


    It was one of the most fertile estates owned by the Duke of Hastings.


    ¡®That¡¯s not all¡­.¡¯


    As soon as she entered the marquis¡¯s territory, Ariel felt a change in the atmosphere that was different from the other lands she had passed by. Even the old houses had neatly trimmed fences and walls with blooming flowers in the yard.


    Field workers took off their hats, smiled, and bent down toward the marquis¡¯s carriage, and the children, who were playing near to their parents, innocently waved.


    A stable and prosperous land could be seen at a glance.


    ¡®I heard there¡¯s a monster coming.¡¯


    She thought everyone would be scared, but contrary to her concerns, everyone was outside doing their jobs with bright, fearless faces like things were normal.


    ¡®Arsion must have handled it well.¡¯


    She was proud and worried at the same time. Even if Arsion¡¯s skills are great, it would not be easy to deal with all those monsters. She wondered if he got hurt in the meantime. Ariel became more nervous as the mansion drew nearer.


    Ariel quickly prepared to get out as the carriage passed through the entrance of the castle. She quickly arranged her hair and put on a new hat. Ariel noticed the book laying on the seat and quickly put it in her bag. She couldn¡¯t let people know about this.


    When the carriage stopped at the intersection, the butler, who was standing there, approached the carriage, opened the door, and bowed deeply towards Ariel.


    ¡°Please understand that I have not been able to complete the due courtesy due to the hasty arrival, Madam. My name is Cedric, the one who manages this place.¡±


    ¡°Nice to meet you, Cedric. I¡¯m worried that I might have bothered you as I have come in such a hurry.¡±


    She seemed to have completed her first greeting as the marchioness in a dignified manner.


    How hard did Arsion try not to show his disappointment when he said he was going on an inspection of marquis¡¯ estate alone? It¡¯s okay. Have a safe trip. She said so in a calm voice, but in her heart she told him not to go. She wanted to ask Arison to take her along with him if he was going.


    However, Arsion¡¯s trip to this estate was in accordance with the order to fulfill his duties as the new marquis. In the future, Arsion would go on these types of inspections more often; each time she would not be able to speak according to her own greed, but she had to answer like a marchioness. While muttering inwardly that she didn¡¯t like it.


    ¡°More than that¡­ the Marquis?¡±


    Ariel looked around with a bit of disappointment. She thought Arsion would have come out to greet her before anyone else. He was nowhere to be seen.


    Cedric hastily spoke to Ariel.


    ¡°The Marquis has not yet heard of your arrival.¡±


    ¡°What do you mean? What¡¯s wrong with Sion?¡±


    It wasn¡¯t until she said it that she realized that she had called Arsion by his affectionate nickname in public, but it was too late. She thought Cedric might find it strange because it didn¡¯t follow etiquette, but he replied without showing such signs, shaking his head hastily.


    ¡°No, my lady, the Marquis was asleep, and I couldn¡¯t convey the words.¡±


    ¡°I can¡¯t believe he¡¯s sleeping.¡­ Is he very tired?¡±


    It was the middle of the day now. Arsion had never rested at this time except when he was drinking tea with her. That made Ariel even more anxious. Perhaps Cedric read Ariel¡¯s anxiety, for he quickly hurried to lead Ariel.


    ¡°He was not hurt. However, when he came here and fought the monsters, he was covered with monsters¡¯ blood. The priests performed a purification ceremony, but it seemed like it was so overwhelming that he is still a bit tired.¡±


    Cedric quickly led Ariel to the back yard.


    As she walked through the door across the first floor of the mansion that led to the backyard, she could see that the land was as wide as the dukedom. Many birds sat across the entire pond, moistening their throats, and deers with their young ones were grazing peacefully on the low side of the hill.


    Passing through the backyard, she saw a small gazebo roof surrounded by leafy trees at the end of the road.


    ¡°The Marquis is sleeping there. We¡¯re staying away so that he can rest well .¡­.¡±


    ¡°I see. Thank you for your guidance. I¡¯ll go there by myself.¡±


    At Ariel¡¯s determined words, Cedric bowed his head and stepped back.


    Ariel walked along the garden¡¯s path alone. It was a very beautiful and well-decorated garden. The backyard of the ducal residence was also popular in the capital, but the backyard of this place had a different charm compared to it. It might be rougher and wild, but it was a place where nature was left to be as natural as possible.


    Did he want to hide from other people¡¯s eyes? Such a gazebo was surrounded by high rose bushes. It was a very beautiful private space. Arsion was asleep on a long chair under the gazebo.


    Was it created a long time ago? Recently, the capital city had a new style of stone roof that had never been seen before.


    Arsion, who was dressed in a thin garment, seemed unharmed, as Cedric said. But Ariel was very unfamiliar with Arsion¡¯s appearance.


    Arsion had always been hyper aware of his surroundings. When she was young, Ariel had tried to sneak up on Arsion to surprise him several times, but every time, he turned his head toward her and smiled as if he was waiting for her.


    It was the same as when they grew up. He noticed her all the time, every time. Then he smiled brightly. But Arsion, now, had not noticed her.


    Ariel carefully approached him, killing the sound of her footsteps so as not to wake him up.


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    The wind blew through the rose bushes. In the dizzying scent, Arsion¡¯s bright sunshine-like hair shook.


    Arsion¡¯s hair had grown to a similar length as he had when he first left for the Knights of the Holy Temple. Even now, Ariel could easily find traces of childhood on his face.


    Arsion was still Arsion even though his body grew bigger. His beautiful face, called the gift of God, had more sharpness and firmness as an adult. A beautiful appearance that seemed to dissipate all the worries just by looking at it.


    Then Ariel saw dark shadows under Arsion¡¯s eyes. And she realized that his cheeks, which had always looked soft, had become a little emaciated.


    ¡°Maybe it¡¯s because of the blood of the monster.¡±


    She, who was always safe in the capital, did not know how terrifying monsters were. However, she knew they were very scary and harmful. And that they were very dangerous. He had been dealing with such monsters.¡­.


    Ariel¡¯s chest throbbed. Arsion was struggling so far away. What could she do to help? Ariel unwittingly sat on the edge of the chair and reached for Arsion¡¯s face.


    She didn¡¯t know how, but thoughts of Arsion getting hurt made her feel short of breath, and she couldn¡¯t think of anything else. It was as if Arsion had ever been like that. Feeling choked up, Ariel gently wrapped her hand around his cheek.


    Once again, the wind swept around the area, bringing along with the thick scent of flowers.


    ¡®I don¡¯t want you to get hurt.¡¯


    Arsion opened his eyes as soon as she touched his face with more sincerity than ever. She could see his eyes were full of her, and the tail of Arsion¡¯s eyes bent smoothly.


    ¡°¡­¡­ Riel?¡±


    Still sleepy, his raspy voice called for Ariel. Given that his focus was still not clear, Arsion seemed to still have one foot in the sea of sleep.


    Arsion laughed when he couldn¡¯t answer immediately, because he still had something lodged in his throat. Ariel then laughed at the smile he always showed her.


    The problem was what happened next.


    With an angelic face, Arsion raised his hand and moved quickly. The moment Ariel realized what he was doing, it was too late. His hands had already opened her top.


    ¡°Sion!¡±


    Ariel was surprised and called out to Arsion, but his hands moved more relentlessly. Soon, his hands went underneath and grabbed Ariel¡¯s bra. Then her pale, big chest became exposed in the sun. Ariel stiffened.


    What is happening right now? Having her bare chest exposed to the bright daylight in the backyard.


    Her face heated up in an instant. Arsion¡¯s hand held her hand as she tried to fix her clothes. He raised his other hand and fondled Ariel¡¯s chest. Then cupped her breasts as if pushing it up with his palm.


    ¡°¡­¡­Ah!¡±


    Her body, which had not been stimulated for weeks, reacted sensitively. Ariel¡¯s vision turned white, even though Arsion merely touched her with his hands. He pinched and rubbed her nipples with his thumb and index finger, which had become hard.


    ¡°Ha, uh, uh-uh!¡±


    Ariel wanted to tell him to stop, and ask why they were doing it here, but she shook her head and tilted it back when a sensation that was like a lighting bolt fell on the top of her head.


    It was a mistake. Rather, it had become a natural movement ¨C to stick her chest out to Arsion. He smiled as if he had received a precious gift, then raised himself and hugged Ariel¡¯s waist.


    As a result, Arsion¡¯s face was buried between Ariel¡¯s breasts. He swept his red tongue over her swollen chest as Ariel held his head in fright.


    ¡°S-Sion!¡±


    Arsion raised his head at her cry. When their eyes met, his smile became thicker than the scent around him. Ariel¡¯s words dissipated as she was lost in his smile. Arsion opened his mouth.


    ¡°Riel.¡±


    ¡°Huh¡­?¡±


    ¡°I missed you.¡±


    ¡°Yes, I miss you too¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°How can you be so beautiful in a dream?¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    Ariel realized something in his words. Arsion was still half asleep!


    It was a strange thing. Arsion never had this happen to him. Even if Ariel would sometimes open and rub her sleepy eyes and wriggled on the bed, Arsion would always jump up like he was awake from the very beginning as soon as he opened his eyes.


    She had never seen Arsion so dazed and asleep before.


    ¡®I guess he was really tired.¡¯


    First, Ariel looked around. Fortunately, the main house of the mansion was far away. Furthermore, based on what Cedric said, no one seemed to approach the backyard so that Arsion could rest peacefully. Furthermore, the surrounding rose bushes were blocking them from the world.


    ¡®I¡¯m glad to know that.¡¯


    At least she was convinced that what they were doing wouldn¡¯t catch the eyes of others, so Ariel was relieved and hugged Arsion. As much as he wanted to see her, or more than that, as she wanted to see him too.


    She thought Arsion would be back in two weeks. But after a week, a letter arrived saying he would be a little late. From the beginning to the end, it was a letter full of apologies and regret that he couldn¡¯t go back early; he also wrote that he wanted to see her, and the words ¡®I love you.¡¯


    How many times did she read it? The letter she received was in tatters.


    She was going to put up with it at first, but Ariel realized that her patience could only last a week.


    Fortunately, the letter stated that the monsters were defeated, and the land was restored to stability. That was why all the citizens could live comfortably.


    ¡®Then I can go, right?¡¯


    Actually, at first, she wanted to say ¡®let¡¯s go together.¡¯ However, she couldn¡¯t speak because she was afraid that she would become a burden if she followed in a situation where monsters were said to appear, but if the monsters disappeared, there was no reason not to go.


    That was why she got ready right away and headed here. She was able to withstand nausea because of the thought of meeting Arsion soon.


    Arsion was now in her arms. Ariel reached out and swept the dark part under his eyes. She kissed that area. Arsion closed his eyes like a cat enjoying the touch, and smiled pleasantly whenever she touched him.


    Perhaps it was her misunderstanding, however, somehow Arsion¡¯s face looked much brighter than before. She thought the darkness started to disappear, so she kissed his face more.


    It was a kiss that was as light as the petals falling on a spring day. Arsion took Ariel¡¯s actions as if they were the most sacred thing in the world. Every time her lips touched, his breath quickened. As soon as the lips that were hovering around his face found his lips and overlapped, their tongues got tangled together.


    The dizzying scent deepened. In the peaceful afternoon sun, the sound of the tongues mixed with the excited breaths. In an instant, a sensation bloomed in the area.


    I missed you. I missed you so much.


    Even if they didn¡¯t say it, they knew what each other was thinking. The two entangled as if they were one. Ariel clung to Arsion, forgetting that her chest was clearly revealed. Big, rough hands groped her body all over without missing a single spot.


    The lips that had been overlapping for a long time fell off. Arsion, now smiling with a much brighter face, lowered his lips along her thin neckline.


    ¡°It¡¯s prettier in the daytime.¡±


    Ariel blushed at his words and tried to cover her chest, but Arsion was faster. Arsion, who clenched Ariel¡¯s wrists with one hand, bit the end of her exposed chest. Chuu, the lewd sound of wet flesh hit Ariel¡¯s ear.


    ¡°Oh, uh, heuk!¡±


    Arsion sucked Ariel¡¯s chest like a weaned child. It was so strong that she almost cried. But at the same time, sparks flashed in front of her eyes. Her lower abdomen tightened, and she was wet between her legs. Her toes inside the shoes tighten whenever Arsion¡¯s tongue licks her nipples up.


    Before Ariel knew it, her body was laying on a long chair. Her body squirmed like a fish that just came ashore. But Arsion¡¯s lips persistently didn¡¯t miss any spot. Rather, he raised his teeth and bit her nipples slightly as if telling her to stay still.


    Ariel instinctively stopped moving, fearing his teeth would dig into her own skin despite also knowing it wouldn¡¯t happen.


    Ariel¡¯s chest was squeezed, and it changed shape under Arsion¡¯s face. Ariel was out of breath, as if she was submerged. When she looked up, she could see the blue sky over the pillar. Suddenly, a sense of shame that she had forgotten came.


    ¡°Sion, stop it. It¡¯s so bright¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s why I like it more. I can see things that I didn¡¯t see at night.¡±


    Arsion unbuttoned his top as he said so. Gulp, Ariel unconsciously swallowed at Arsion¡¯s increasingly visible body. As he said, things that were not seen at night were also clearly imprinted in her eyes.


    The sunlight broke beautifully on his soft gold hair. The lust was so clear that everything was in harmony with the beautiful features. Ariel closed her eyes because everything about him was crystal clear, and it was apparent that he craved her.


    It was too much. She couldn¡¯t hold it in.


    Laughter fell over Ariel, who covered her face with her hands.


    ¡°Riel, if it¡¯s such a vivid dream¡­¡­ there¡¯s a lot I want to try.¡±


    ¡®It¡¯s not a dream! It¡¯s not!¡¯


    Ariel, who was about to shout out loud, stopped herself.


    What did he mean by there¡¯s a lot he wanted to try? She could guess what kind of actions it was from those eyes dripping with lust.


    Ariel turned her head away. There was no one else in this backyard. Only herself and Arsion. Then¡­ Ariel reached out for Arsion¡¯s face which was looking at her. A thin finger swept down his face.


    It was meant to be a sign of permission. Do whatever you want to do.


    Arsion no longer hesitated when Ariel allowed him to do anything. The thin clothes he was wearing were thrown down the sofa. Ariel looked at Arsion without missing a moment.


    ¡®Is it because he thinks it¡¯s a dream?¡¯ Arsion looked so shameless even though he had become naked. Ariel¡¯s eyes looked down from his face.


    Well-crafted chest and abs that were nothing but perfection. Even though she touched them every day, they looked firmer and more unfamiliar under the sun. The moment Ariel¡¯s eyes went down a little bit.


    ¡°Hmph¡­¡­!¡±


    She was out of breath


    ¡°Uh, uh¡­.¡±


    She couldn¡¯t speak. There was such a huge thing on Arsion¡¯s perfectly woven body like it was made by the best craftsman. It¡¯s not that she didn¡¯t know about it, but she couldn¡¯t believe it when she saw it clearly, Ariel clenched her legs without her realizing it.


    ¡°I, uh¡­.¡±


    She just looked at it, but she felt like she was already throbbing. How could something like that stick into a person¡¯s body?


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong, Riel?¡±


    ¡°S-Sion¡­¡­ T-That¡­ Why are you so¡­¡­.¡±


    At Ariel¡¯s words, Arsion looked down at her and grinned.


    ¡°Why are you so surprised? I go inside you every day.¡±


    Did he just go in? He poked at her soft inner wall and gave her pleasure enough to soak the sheets.


    ¡°You embraced it every night. You bit hard on it like you were hungry. Why do you say you don¡¯t know me when you hold me back and ask me to do more? Do you remember? You asked me to put it in your pussy.¡±


    ¡°Sion!¡±


    Ariel screamed in surprise at the words that came out of Arsion¡¯s mouth.


    ¡°Don¡¯t say that!¡±


    She didn¡¯t know how much she regretted that night. For a hotter night, she prepared words that she didn¡¯t usually say. The book was so kind that there were about five pages on it, and there was even an example sentence saying, ¡®Use these words.¡¯


    Just reading those words was enough to make her face heat up. The words were so vulgar that she didn¡¯t dare to say them outside. That was what they called dirty talk.


    There were some really great words written on it, and Ariel managed to sort out some of the sentences that she thought were the weakest. So she just said it¡­¡­.


    The effect was enormous.


    Arsion crept up on Ariel as she was about to die of shame from her memory of that day. The chairs brought by the servants here were very spacious in the hope that their owners would rest in peace. It had enough room to be used instead of a bed.


    Arsion, who became a naked god, hurriedly stripped Ariel of the clothes she still had. Perhaps because he was so used to it by now, not even a single button was torn although the clothes were taken off in an instant.


    Now all that was left was a thin cloth covering her mound. She thought he would take this off right away. Instead, Arsion buried his face between Ariel¡¯s legs.


    ¡°Sion!¡±


    Surprised, Ariel tried to shove his head away, but Arsion didn¡¯t budge. His hot breath sank over the cloth, and his tongue licked it.


    ¡°Ha¡­!¡±


    Ariel closed her legs in surprise. But it only helped Arsion bury his face further inside her. The sound of sucking against the wet cloth was loud.


    ¡°Oh, no, don¡¯t do that! S-Sion! Sion! I haven¡¯t washed up yet!¡±


    Even though she washed up at the inn before leaving in the morning, she rolled around in the carriage for almost half a day. It must have smelled a little from the journey¡¯s ride.


    Arsion raised his face at Ariel¡¯s words. Then he replied with a smile.


    ¡°That¡¯s why it¡¯s better.¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°Your smell. I like it because it¡¯s stronger.¡±


    ¡°You can¡¯t do that! You¡¯re a pervert.¡­ ah ah!¡±


    Ariel did not finish her sentence. This was because Arsion¡¯s long index finger pushed the cloth covering her bottom to the side and came into the entrance. Arsion bent his finger and pressed the inside of the inner wall surrounding his finger.


    ¡°Ha!¡±


    Ariel¡¯s back bent. She couldn¡¯t stop the shocked gasps coming from her surprised face. Arsion quickly moved his hand.


    ¡°Riel, it¡¯s incredibly wet. Thanks to this, it went in and out without having to release it.¡±


    ¡°Ah, ahh!¡±


    ¡°What should I do? I don¡¯t think one is enough to stop it.¡±


    His finger went further down before Ariel could answer anything. He pressed Ariel¡¯s spots very skillfully.


    ¡°Oh, heuk, uh, uh!¡±


    Every time Arsion bent his fingers, lightning struck. Ariel¡¯s body trembled as she was being violated by his fingers without even taking off all her underwear. Her white skin gradually turned red.


    Arsion looked at her with a satisfied face. No matter how many times he left the lamp on at night, he couldn¡¯t see this well. Ariel, as expected, looked more enchanting in the day compared to what he was able to see at night.


    Before he knew it, his fingers, that had increased to three, moved busily. The liquid flowing through his hands was dripping. It must be a dream. But why does it seem so real?


    Having been stained with the blood of the monsters, the boundary between dream and reality had broken down. The priests said it was a temporary phenomenon and that he was very healthy, so he would be fine in a few days. Arsion was also well aware of that.


    Ariel remained even on that crumbling boundary. Thanks to this, Arsion liked to fall asleep. Because he could see Ariel.


    However, the Ariel in his dream always disappeared when he kissed her. But this Ariel now didn¡¯t disappear even when something like this happened. So this was good. She, who was in the capital, would not know that he was doing this to her in his dreams.


    Arsion pulled his hand out from under Ariel. The fingers that moved obscenely were soaked in Ariel¡¯s spilled wetness. Arsion licked his fingers with his tongue.


    Ariel, who was lying on the chair, was looking at him with a blank expression as if she was wondering what he was doing, so Arsion made the licking sounds much louder than before.


    ¡°Delicious. Sweet.¡±


    ¡°Uh, uh ¡­.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s why, I want to eat more.¡±


    Before Ariel had time to resist, he slammed his face between her legs again. Chuu, chuu. The sound of him sucking on the wet cloth was deafening. The sour fluid that fell through the wet cloth further fueled Arsion¡¯s thirst.


    How much did he suck? Ariel was breathing heavily by the time Arsion lifted his face up again. It was understandable. She thought she reached the peak about three times.


    Arsion reached out and peeled off Ariel¡¯s remaining bottom. The wet cloth fell onto the floor. Arsion sat under Ariel, placing one of her legs on his shoulder.


    His penis slid its head into her wet, loose genitalia, sending her quivering into several small peaks.


    ¡®I¡¯ve never done this before.¡¯


    The ¡°Things to do at Night¡± book gave her a wide variety of postures. Among them, there were many that seemed so difficult that she even wondered if they were really possible. Occasionally, some of the postures had a warning that it could be too much for the body. There was also a saying that it would feel much better.


    Ariel had said, ¡°Let¡¯s try it¡±, with shining eyes; but Arsion refused, saying no every time. Of course, he also wanted to try it, but he didn¡¯t want to do it just in case she got hurt.


    ¡®It doesn¡¯t matter if it¡¯s a dream.¡¯


    Besides, what a vivid dream this was. Arsion was determined to fulfill his deep, hidden desire today.


    His penis which was already buried between Ariel¡¯s legs, became harder. Arsion laughed. And¨C


    Puck!


    Without any mercy, Arsion began to covet Ariel. The wide chair supporting the two made a crackling sound. Then Arsion¡¯s movement became more intense.


    ¡°Sion, Sion!¡±


    Arsion clasped Ariel¡¯s hand as she shed tears and moved her arms. His hands were gentle, but his bottom was not. Every time he moved, Ariel¡¯s fluids splashed sideways. It was a waste, but it couldn¡¯t be helped. Now it was his little brother¡¯s turn to soothe his thirst, not his mouth.


    Ariel¡¯s insides tightened around him more strongly than ever. Unable to overcome the strong pleasure, Ariel¡¯s hand pounded against Arsion¡¯s chest. In the meantime, his pillar madly plummeted a path in Ariel.


    Ariel could not breathe. She wondered if her stomach would explode like this. Along with fear, a tingling sense of pleasure came. The throbbing sound echoed in Ariel¡¯s ears as loud as thunder.


    Arsion bowed his head and stuck his teeth in Ariel¡¯s neck. Ariel trembled like a hunted herbivore.


    It¡¯s an animal, now Arsion must have come to eat her. Yet, she really liked Arsion like this. She hoped he would eat her. Everything about her from head to toe. Maybe she had gone crazy.


    With legs stiffly stretched wide apart and her back arched, Ariel was shaking from Sion¡¯s thrusts.


    ¡°Sion, ah, uh-huh!¡±


    Ariel¡¯s nails slipped against Arsion¡¯s sweaty arms. Now it was hard to breathe. Ppuck. White liquid and love juices flowed down the thighs, after having filled the inside from their tightly bonded lower region.


    Ariel looked up and gazed at the sky. The blue and bright sky. That was the last scene Ariel saw with a sound mind.

 Chapter 5

    It was past noon when Ariel, who fell asleep as if she had fainted, opened her eyes.


    ¡°Ahh-haa¡­¡±


    Ariel squirmed and made a strange noise. Her body felt strange. It felt as if her body was divided, then reassembled. The strange muscle pain she felt for the first time in her life made her question whether this was really her body.


    ¡°Uhhhh¡­¡­.¡±


    After squirming for a long time, Ariel looked around. It was an unfamiliar room. But Ariel felt comfortable here. The heavy and soft scent hovering around the room was definitely the scent of Arsion. Relieved, Ariel fell down on the pillow again.


    ¡°I thought I was going to die¡­¡­.¡±


    She remembered the situation she was in before she lost her mind. It was really the first time she had mixed with Arsion like that. As if Arsion wanted to put everything into her¡­¡­.


    ¡°He wanted to pound into me¡­¡­¡±


    It was not a decent word, but there was really no other way to put it. She wondered if Arsion¡¯s testicles had hit and bruised her genitalia. When Ariel gently lowered her hand and fumbled beneath a little, she felt a tingling sensation and shivered.


    ¡®Come to think of it¡­¡­.¡¯


    She was soaked in sweat before she lost her mind, but now, nothing was sticky. The changed clothes were soft, and the scent of cool herbs remained in her hair. Ariel, who was bringing the tip of her hair to her nose, smiled bashfully.


    ¡®Arsion washed me up.¡¯


    Then she heard the sounds of someone walking down the hallway. Soon, the door opened and Arsion came in. His hand held a tray full of covered dishes.


    ¡°Are you awake?¡±


    Arsion, who put the tray down on the table, approached the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Ariel with a little hesitation. Ariel deliberately said in response to Arsion¡¯s actions.


    ¡°I¡¯m sick.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    ¡°I have a sore throat, a sore back.¡­ and there¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I¡¯m so sorry.¡±


    Arsion looked like he was about to bring his head towards the floor. Seeing Arsion like that, Ariel wondered what to do. It did hurt. Really. Yet¡­¡­


    ¡®I didn¡¯t hate it.¡¯


    A friendly Arsion was good. But at the same time, she also liked the rough Arsion. Arsion was Arsion, no matter what he looked like. And the way he showed his possessive desire towards her¡­¡­.


    Ariel desperately pressed the corners of her mouth that kept wanting to go up. Then, a moan came out when she tried to get up. Arsion hurriedly brought a cup to Ariel¡¯s mouth. The cool water ran through her throat and spread deep into her chest.


    ¡°Ha¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°Cool, isn¡¯t it?¡±


    Ariel nodded. Arsion put the cup down, and Ariel carefully got up. Then she approached the table and sat down.


    Ariel¡¯s stomach growled as she smelled the savory scent. Arsion opened the lid of the plate with an expression that showed he knew what she wanted.


    Ariel saw a hearty breakfast table. Freshly baked bread, crisply-cooked eggs, various kinds of cut ham and cheese. The plate next to it contained a salad full of fresh vegetables that she thought had just been ripped off. Plus milk and various kinds of fruit juice.


    Gulp.


    Her mouth was tingling with pooled saliva. Ariel stared and Arsion moved his hand, still holding her in his arms. He cut the freshly baked bread, spreaded butter, layered ham and cheese, and placed eggs at the end. The soft-boiled yolk burst and permeated through the ingredients in the bread.


    Ariel smiled at Arsion¡¯s movements. It was how she always ate in the morning. She thought Arsion would definitely put it into her mouth, but he suddenly brought the bite he held near her mouth back.


    ¡°Sion?¡±


    ¡°Before you eat this¡­¡­.¡±


    Arsion lowered his face. Warm lips touched Ariel¡¯s lips. His tongue kept coming in. Ariel skillfully accepted it. After their tongues that had been entangled for a long time parted, Arsion said with a savage smile.


    ¡°I¡¯ll eat first.¡±


    Ariel murmured as she shoved the sandwich the grinning Arsion had made into her mouth.


    ¡°You didn¡¯t reflect on yourself at all¡­¡­?¡±


    * * *


    Fortunately Ariel was able to move freely the next day. It was thanks to Arsion rubbing all over her body all day.


    However, Ariel moaned every time he pressed a sore spot, so Arsion could only sigh while he looked at his lower region, which had become harder than her tight muscles.


    ¡°This is the Oval Office.¡±


    Arsion, who was introducing each area of the mansion, opened the door of his office. Then the vassals inside rose from their seats and greeted Ariel and Arsion.


    They were courteous towards the marchioness they met for the first time. Back at the duke¡¯s estate, Duke Hastings, the father of Arsion, was the highest ranking adult along with the duchess who took charge of housekeeping. There, Ariel was a very small madam.


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    But here, she was the highest ranking adult with Arsion. Ariel, who realized who she married and what responsibility she would need to take on, felt her shoulders become heavy.


    ¡®I should have come earlier.¡¯


    When she saw the documents piled up on each of the vassals¡¯ desks, she remembered the scenes of this land¡¯s people whom she saw on her way there. Now, she and Arsion were responsible for them. All of the vassals in charge of this place were loyal and sincere, but the final decision would come from Arsion or her.


    ¡°There were a lot of monsters, but it took me a long time to check the documents here. That¡¯s why I¡¯m late.¡±


    Ariel nodded when Arsion explained why the schedule was lengthened. Obviously, that was far from enough for two weeks.


    In addition, Arsion was not the type to deal with issues lightly. If there were any questions or inconsistencies, he would have looked at them again and again. Looking around, Ariel saw documents piled up on one desk.


    ¡°What about these?¡±


    Ariel¡¯s gaze reached them, and one of the vassals, who was there, replied.


    ¡°These are documents related to the finances of the estate over the past decade. It takes a lot of time to check because there are a lot of numbers.¡­.¡±


    ¡°Then I guess I can do it.¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    Ariel unwittingly waved her hands at the words.


    ¡°It¡¯s not easy. It¡¯s a huge amount, and we have to work really hard to calculate¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°Then we should examine it even more.¡±


    At Ariel¡¯s words, the vassal looked at Arsion. It was good that the marchioness was motivated to do the work of the estate. But motivation wasn¡¯t the only thing in the world. Every one of them here were people who studied incessantly to do such complicated documents. It was impossible for the marchioness to see things that were difficult for them to see with only her will.


    ¡®What are you doing? Please stop her!¡¯


    The eyes of the vassals were shouting at Arsion. Arsion shrugged at that gaze, approached Ariel, and said,


    ¡°Thank you Ariel. Then, can I ask you a favor?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­!¡±


    They thought, ¡®Does the new marquis have no sense!¡¯ While the retainers were frustrated, Ariel sat in the chair in front of the desk.


    ¡°Let¡¯s get started.¡±


    * * *


    Six hours later.


    ¡°I think there was an error in the purchase section. I think there is a zero missing. Because this part was wrong, all the documents after this were bound to be wrong.¡±


    Ariel showed part of the document in her hand and explained to Arsion and the vassals.


    ¡°Oh, my God, how did you find this?¡±


    ¡°The number of documents I saw for the first time seemed odd compared to the ones in my mind¡­¡­.¡±


    They opened their mouths wide at her words. She remembered the numbers she saw hours ago? Arsion, unlike the retainers, was not surprised.


    ¡®Someone¡¯s been doing this at the duchess¡¯s estate.¡¯


    It wasn¡¯t just because she was the fianc¨¦e of his son that Duke Hastings called Ariel every day. Ariel, who first followed her father there to play, found her own entertainment in an office full of adults. It was to find numbers that didn¡¯t add up. Perhaps it was because she had inherited the talent of her bright father, Ariel was strong at calculations.


    As Ariel grew older, more of the duke and duchess¡¯ documents arrived in front of her. The dukedom had many times more paperwork than the marquisate. For Ariel, who went through the large piles of documents there without a problem, the documents here were only large in quantity and weren¡¯t too difficult.


    ¡°Riel, let¡¯s call it a day.¡±


    ¡°Huh? I think I can finish it in a little while?¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t have to be in such a hurry, do you? We still have a lot of time.¡±


    Arsion said, and the vassals nodded hastily.


    ¡°Yes, Madam! You¡¯ll have to stay a long time!¡±


    ¡°You haven¡¯t been to any of these sights yet, have you? Moreover, the crops here are rumored to be delicious. You have to try everything before you go!¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not just crops. Dairy products from the newly created ranch are also good. There are many things delivered to the royal family!¡±


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    The vassals desperately persuaded Ariel, spitting out the advantages of this estate. At their words, Ariel glanced at Arsion. As the vassals suggested, she wanted to stay as long as possible.


    ¡®Is it the case with Arsion?¡¯


    Arsion replied to Ariel¡¯s gaze with a smile.


    ¡°Fortunately, it¡¯s not a big deal, so I think we can stay a little longer.¡±


    Upon Arsion¡¯s answer, Ariel and the vassals expressed great joy. She thought it would be a very enjoyable time.

 Chapter 6

    ¡°This is a letter from Her Highness the Crown Princess.¡±


    Standing at the door early in the morning, Cedric politely held out a silver tray with a letter on it. As Cedric said, an envelope with the crown princess¡¯ seal was seen. Arsion told him he did a great job as he picked up the letter, then he came back to the bedroom.


    Ariel was still fast asleep on the bed. He thought she would sleep more since they went to sleep late last night while talking about which part of the territory to visit.


    Arsion smiled at the sight of Ariel sleeping, curled up and hugging his pillow.


    Miraculously, after Ariel¡¯s return, he no longer confused dreams with reality. He didn¡¯t feel tired even after working late.


    ¡®I think it¡¯s all thanks to Ariel.¡¯


    It was the same back at the duke¡¯s estate. When he worked at the royal palace or at another place, he used to feel tired, but when he fell asleep while holding Ariel, he became full of vitality, as if he wasn¡¯t tired at all. Come to think of it, it wasn¡¯t just him. Whenever the crown princess was tired, she called for Ariel, not him.


    This was also the case at the duke¡¯s house, where it always gets busy when winter approaches.  The vassals, who were dying in the duke¡¯s office, also took a little breather when Ariel came in. They would mutter about how they were somehow less tired that day.


    Not only that, but also even when the flu was all over the capital, the dukedom was always spared from the tumult.


    ¡°Huh¡­¡­¡±


    The lips of Ariel, who was asleep, curved into a smile; he wondered what kind of funny dream she was having. Looking at the way she smiled, she seemed to be doing something exciting in her dream.


    Arsion wished they could have a dream together.


    He was unhappy that there was a part of Ariel he didn¡¯t know. He really wanted it all. To the point where he wanted to make sure that no one even approached the path Ariel had walked on.


    Arsion was thinking of waking Ariel, who was enjoying herself without him, but ended up just sighing and opening the letter when he recalled that it was in his hand. Why did the crown princess send a letter all the way here? Arsion¡¯s eyes moved along the handwriting.


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    Blue veins rose as the hand holding the paper gradually gained strength.


    ¡°¡­¡­What?¡±


    A rough voice popped out. Arsion read the letter again.


    [¡­¡­He really wanted to meet Ariel. When I saw him, I was about to call the knights right away. Apparently, even though she is already married, he doesn¡¯t care at all. He thought she was his first love. Now that he heard that you two have gone to the marquis¡¯ territory, I think he¡¯ll probably go there¡­¡­.]


    Arsion¡¯s face distorted while looking at the next sentence.


    [He¡¯s a man of rare proportions. I think you should be nervous?]


    Krrsh. The paper he was holding was crumpled up. It was impossible not to know that the crown princess intentionally wrote the last sentence. She underlined it twice in red so that he wouldn¡¯t miss it, and if he didn¡¯t know it, he would be a fool.


    ¡®What kind of bastard is he?¡¯


    Arsion tried to recall memories. Who the hell could he be? Since childhood, all the flies around Ariel had been removed, but what kind of person dared to put his face in without knowing his place?


    Arsion went to the bed. He sat next to Ariel and looked at her, who was still sound asleep.


    ¡°You don¡¯t know.¡±


    He had been so busy since he was young.


    * * *


    Ariel had a lot of affection. So she smiled easily to everyone she met, and was always kind. As a result, there were people following Ariel without knowing his distance. Among them, the son of a viscount was the most annoying.


    The one Arsion looked at from afar whenever he entered the palace with Ariel. The one who was standing in Ariel¡¯s way with the flower crown he made. Ariel recognized and greeted him, and his face would turn red and he would stutter.


    Another young lord advised the man not to waste his time because Ariel is Arsion¡¯s fianc¨¦e but the young man replied, ¡°I like Ariel as much as Arsion!¡±


    When Arsion heard that, he immediately wanted to run up to him and punch his mouth. He wanted to cut his throat just because he was looking at Ariel like that, and he really couldn¡¯t stand hearing that he liked her as much as he did.


    Ariel was very upset that day and told him, ¡°I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on, but seeing that Sion is angry, he must be a bad person.¡± If she hadn¡¯t said that, he really wouldn¡¯t have let him go.


    Of course, he didn¡¯t stay put. Pretending that it was a coincidence, he met the young lord at the royal knights¡¯ training field and asked if he would like to have a fight.


    ¡°Of course! But Lady Ariel didn¡¯t come with you today?¡±


    Ariel was left behind on purpose, so Arsion just laughed. His friends were whispering, ¡°How long would a handsome man like Arsion hold a sword? If you take this opportunity, won¡¯t you be able to show off? It¡¯s a good thing, right?¡± Arsion heard others encouraging the young lord.


    He wondered if the young lord was encouraged by his friends¡¯ words. He stood in the field with a big sword, shrugging his shoulders. Arsion looked at the swords and deliberately chose the thinnest one. The sword Arsion chose could only sting a dragon, not cut it; they laughed, saying they knew it would happen.


    Their smiles disappeared the moment when the battle began and their swords clashed once.


    The opponent¡¯s choice of sword was used for killing a monster or a giant beast. Arsion¡¯s choice was a blade that was weak in power, but could aim at the vital points at high speed. The moment they collided, who would win was decided. And with one blow from Arsion, his opponent¡¯s sword broke neatly.


    ¡°What¡­ is this¡­¡±


    It was not easy to see a sword break. Furthermore, the swords brought in were used by the royal knights. These swords were made by skilled craftsmen, yet they were broken?


    ¡°I can¡¯t believe you¡¯ve made such a mistake.¡±


    Arsion spoke in a grave tone, brought another sword, and handed it to the man. The young lord who received the sword thought Arsion¡¯s words were about the blacksmith who made the sword. Arsion made a second attack before his bewilderment was cleared.


    Kang! The young lord heard a clashing sound by his ear again and the sword in his hand fell to the floor. His body, reeling from a great shock, fell onto the floor. As he turned his head, a half-broken sword rolled around on the ground.


    The young lord got goosebumps. He thought it was a coincidence when it happened the first time, but he could tell for sure when it occurred a second time. It was not a coincidence.


    Kwajik!


    Three swords were stuck in front of the young lord who was looking at the broken sword. They were really just right in front of him. If it had been an inch nearer, it would have stuck into his eyes, not the ground.


    ¡°Gasp¡­¡­¡±


    A shrill sound of his heart popped out of the young lord¡¯s mouth. Then he heard Arsion¡¯s voice above him.


    ¡°You¡¯ve made a mistake twice.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­!¡±


    At that moment, the young lord realized. What was the ¡®mistake¡¯ he had made? Arsion said again as the man was unable to move his frozen body with fear.


    ¡°There will be no mistake the third time.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­!¡±


    On that day, the fight ended there. It was because the man crawled to his friends like a dog and ran away.


    That evening, Ariel said to Arsion.


    ¡°What made you so happy?¡±


    ¡°Mm, there was a bug that was bothering me, so I kicked him out.¡±


    ¡°A bug?¡±


    ¡°What kind of bug did you kick out for you to feel good until you got home like that? Was it a disgusting bug?¡±


    Arsion kissed the curious Ariel¡¯s forehead and told her there was no need for her to care. Ariel really didn¡¯t have to care. He would kick all the bugs out.


    * * *


    Arsion sighed as he recalled his past. It was just one of many things. Didn¡¯t he come close to Ariel knowing that she was pretty and cute?


    He didn¡¯t kill the young lord.  He just sent him far away. There were probably quite a few people who didn¡¯t know why he suddenly had to study abroad or go to an island no one had ever heard of.


    He really wanted to slice the man¡¯s neck off and bury him, but if he did, the goddess¡¯ anger would be directed at Ariel, not him. What a lucky man he was. If it was a country that didn¡¯t believe in God, he would be talking to non-humans in the depth of the ground or water by now.


    Arsion approached the fireplace. This was a place far from the capital, so winter came a little faster. The servants filled the fireplace with firewood so that the marquis would not feel cold.


    Arsion threw the letter into the blazing fireplace. It was a rule to burn personal contact from the crown princess after reading it.


    Anyway, he knew that the crown princess sent the letter with a good heart. She was telling him to keep an eye on Ariel.


    ¡°Who is this  son of a bitch.¡±


    The crown princess did not write his name. That meant she didn¡¯t know him. Seeing the letter burning in an instant, Arsion vowed.


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    ¡®This is something for everyone to know. I am a persistent guy anyway. If I catch a bug, it¡¯s over for that bug, whether it knows it or not.¡¯


    * * *


    ¡°Whoa, it¡¯s cold.¡±


    Thinking about the temperature of the capital, Ariel put on appropriate clothes and felt the cool early winter wind. At Ariel¡¯s murmur, Arsion gave her the thick coat he was carrying as if he knew it would happen. Ariel, no longer feeling cold, looked up.


    It was sunny when she first came, but there were thick gray clouds in the sky today. Seeing the wind blowing unusually cool and damp, she thought it might snow.


    ¡®Then it¡¯ll be the first snow of the year.¡¯


    The last time she saw snow with Arsion was before he joined the holy knights as an apprentice. She thought they could see snow together again after a long time, and she hummed automatically.


    ¡®That¡¯s why I had that dream.¡¯


    Arsion asked when Ariel walked forward while recalling the dream she had last night.


    ¡°Why are you so happy?¡±


    Ariel grinned, not answering his question. Arsion followed with a slightly dissatisfied look when Ariel walked without answering.


    As the vassals said, the marquistate was a very rich place. Numerous migratory birds were busy picking up fallen grains in the fields that remained after harvest. Looking at the scenery, the two headed for a small lake at the entrance of the village.


    It was a quiet place. Ariel approached and sat down because she saw a bench made for the people walking around. At the edge of the lake that she could see at a glance, small animals that came to drink were running around.


    ¡°It¡¯s peaceful.¡±


    ¡°I know.¡±


    Ariel leaned her head on the shoulder of Arsion, who was sitting next to her. And she asked something that bothered her a little in the morning.


    ¡°Sion, what happened this morning?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­No, nothing happened.¡±


    Something happened.


    Ariel glanced at Arsion. There was a very short, but obvious pause before he answered.


    In her sleep, she heard the door and Arsion talking to Cedric outside the door. Then, when she opened her eyes for a moment, she saw Arsion throwing paper into the fireplace. It was obviously a letter from someone.


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    Ariel looked away from Arsion and turned her head away. Before she knew it, her lips were jutting out.


    ¡°You¡¯re hiding something, aren¡¯t you?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°Even if I ask you, you won¡¯t answer.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    Somehow, the appearance of Arsion, who was still silent, made her angry. At this point, Arsion would normally tell her that it was not really like that. But today, strangely, he kept silent.


    ¡°That¡¯s fine, I won¡¯t ask you any more.¡±


    No matter who heard it, Ariel was upset! Her voice was shouting in his mind. As Ariel turned away from the bench, Arsion asked from behind.


    ¡°You didn¡¯t tell me either.¡±


    ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    ¡°The reason why you suddenly brought a whip and candles.¡±


    Ariel turned back, frightened by the words.


    ¡°Th-that¡¯s¡­!¡±


    ¡°Things have definitely gotten weird since we went to the banquet. But you haven¡¯t told me anything so far.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°And a little while ago. Why didn¡¯t you answer me when I asked you why you were feeling so happy?¡±


    Ariel lowered her head at Arsion¡¯s words.


    ¡°¡­¡­I did it because it wasn¡¯t a big deal.¡±


    Arsion¡¯s voice became cold at the words.


    ¡°Yes, I didn¡¯t tell you because it wasn¡¯t a big deal either.¡±


    It was a childish fight. Ariel and Arsion were well aware of that. When the words that began as a joke became sincere, it stung more than sharp words. She felt sad because it was really nothing.


    ¡®No, do you need to put me down like that?¡¯


    It had been fun until just a moment ago. Ariel¡¯s mood suddenly became as dark as the gray sky. As Arsion said, it was her who hid something without saying it first.


    Nevertheless, it would be her fault if she were to feel it was unfair. But she thought she didn¡¯t want to lose here. Why couldn¡¯t he try to understand her?


    ¡®I don¡¯t even know what I was feeling.¡¯


    Ariel didn¡¯t just bring a whip out of curiosity. Arsion wouldn¡¯t know how nervous she was when she first prepared them. She didn¡¯t really know why she was so down on her way back from the banquet.


    Tears welled up all of a sudden. Ariel turned around and took a step forward because she felt like she was going to lose if she cried over such childish words.


    ¡°That¡¯s fine. I¡¯ll leave first.¡±


    Would Arsion hold onto her? Would he catch her?


    Ariel thought it was funny that she both wanted and didn¡¯t want Arsion to do that. Besides, she felt she was the one who did something wrong first, but it was also her who didn¡¯t want to apologize. She didn¡¯t hear Arsion approaching even as she took a few steps.


    Was Arsion really upset? It was when Ariel wiped away the tears around her eyes and raised the back of her hand.


    Thunk.


    She heard something stabbing deeply.


    ¡°Keuk¡­¡­¡±


    And the moaning of pain. It was a terrible moan that gave Ariel goosebumps all over her body.


    ¡°Sion?¡±


    Why are you making such a scary noise? She tried to say that. But Ariel couldn¡¯t say anything when she turned around. Arsion was standing. And there was something poking through Arsion¡¯s belly. The sharp, blood-stained sword shone even under the gray sky.


    ¡°Si¡­ on¡­?¡±


    Arsion was looking at his stomach stiffly. He, too, looked in shock, like what the hell this was.


    ¡°Long time no see, Arsion.¡±


    An unfamiliar voice was heard behind Arsion. At that voice, only then did Ariel know that someone was standing behind Arsion. Long black hair, black eyes. He was as beautiful as Arsion. She was sure he was a stranger¡­¡­


    ¡°Carmion?¡±


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    ¡®How do I know his name?¡¯


    At Ariel¡¯s voice, Carmion pulled out the sword that stabbed Arsion. Red blood splattered loudly on the ground. Arsion was still looking at his stomach with a face that showed he still hadn¡¯t registered what had happened. After passing Arsion, Carmion approached Ariel and knelt down.


    ¡°Long time no see, Ariel.¡±


    He bowed his head to Ariel.


    ¡°Now I can finally serve you.¡±

 Chapter 7

    Carmion looked at Ariel with ecstatic eyes, while she was looking at him with a bewildered face. How did he come to the world of humans?


    ¡®This is all because of him.¡¯


    Carmion glared at Arsion, who staggered behind him. The eyes of the two collided. Carmion clicked his tongue as Arsion stared at him with his teeth clenched. ¡®Damn bastard.¡¯ Other humans would have lost their lives with that blow, but Arsion could hold on without losing his consciousness.


    ¡°But it¡¯s still a human body.¡±


    Carmion said as if he was genuinely sorry. Sadly, it wasn¡¯t just Arsion. He turned his gaze away, not paying any more attention to Arsion. Ariel was standing there, as if frozen.


    The angel who stood the closest to the goddess. When her nine wings unfolded, everyone looked at Ariel with awe. Such a being was here because of Arsion, who was not like Carmion.


    Carmion recalled what happened a long time ago.


    * * *


    The rank of an angel was determined by the number of wings he or she had. Since they were perfect beings from the moment they were born, they do not grow over time like the imperfect creatures here. At the moment of one¡¯s existence, one¡¯s place was decided.


    Among those born with the power of the goddess, there was an angel with nine wings at the highest point. Because there was only one such being, it could be said that she was the ¡®only one¡¯ other than the goddess. That was Ariel.


    The goddess, who cared about Ariel, gave her one of her powers. So whenever Ariel showed up, everyone bowed at her feet and hoped she would use her power. In particular, the battle angels, who faced constant attacks from the demons, lowered their heads even deeper to Ariel.


    Even if one¡¯s arm was severed or one¡¯s wings were torn, everything under her wings regained its original appearance. Anyone with wings in the greatest power loved and respected Ariel.


    Carmion was one of them. With five wings, he was the one who led the vanguard of battle angels against the demons. When gold feathers fell on the battlefield against the devil, he looked up at the sky. Then there, as always, the nine wings swayed.


    At the same time, there was always a presence looking at Ariel as well as Carmion. It was Arsion.


    He was so silent and expressionless that Carmion wondered if the goddess forgot to put her emotions in him. Arsion only killed the demons like a machine.


    Arsion was always soaked in the blood of the demons at the end of the battle, and his wings, which were originally white, were always dyed red.


    It was only when Ariel appeared that Arsion would have some sort of expression appear on his face. As always, Ariel approached Arsion, who was in a mess, and healed his wounds. Each time Arsion¡¯s expression was reverent, it was one of worship as if he were facing the goddess herself.


    Carmion didn¡¯t know how many thousands of years had passed. For a moment, the heavens became tumultuous after the wars died down. Many angels died and were born anew in the fight against the demons. Therefore, the time had come for everyone to find a new mate.


    Carmion¡¯s heart pounded at the news.


    ¡®Maybe¡­¡­¡¯


    The only nine-winged angel. Ariel was strong, but she had no mate because she was a late-born angel. Moreover, most of the angels below her were paired.


    Of the unaccompanied angels, the highest were the five-winged ones like Carmion. Besides, he was the one who led the battle angels. So¡­ Ariel was most likely to be his match.


    Carmion saw Arsion. Four swaying wings behind him. Born for slaughter, his ability was enormous, but in the end, Arsion was not higher than Carmion. Therefore, Carmion waited for the day when his mate would be decided with ease.


    But that day, Ariel grabbed Arsion¡¯s hand. It was also the first time he saw Arsion, who was always expressionless, smiled. Everyone looked at Ariel and Arsion, saying it was amazing. Carmion looked at Arsion with envious eyes, to be exact. Who knew Ariel would choose the four-winged angel to be her mate.


    From that day on, Carmion couldn¡¯t take his eyes off Arsion. Arsion was still the same even though he was Ariel¡¯s match. No, sometimes after a battle against the demons, he talked to Ariel with a smile while recovering under her wings.


    Every time he saw it, Carmion felt something unknown in him.


    Then one day, all the demons that had been quiet for a while crawled out and attacked. For countless hours, Carmion cut the demons. Cut, cut, cut, cut. Gradually Carmion realized that he was putting someone¡¯s image over the demons.


    How many was it? The bodies of demons were piled up everywhere within sight. Then Carmion found out that only he and Arsion were left.


    ¡°I think it¡¯s over.¡±


    In a battle a long time ago, Arsion tore three of his four wings. But now he still had four wings. It was thanks to Ariel¡¯s recovery powers. Carmion stared blankly at his wings and approached Arsion. At that moment.


    Slash!


    Carmion¡¯s sword cut off Arsion¡¯s wings.


    ¡°¡­¡­!¡±


    Arsion collapsed without even screaming. The fallen Arsion looked at Carmion in disbelief. Carmion felt satisfied with the look on his face. In the distance, he could see the tip of the sky shining golden. Ariel noticed Arsion¡¯s crisis.


    ¡°Well, I guess it¡¯s over.¡±


    Carmion struck his sword down as he said so. To exactly where Arsion¡¯s heart was. Arsion¡¯s life ended with his eyes open. Now, Ariel¡¯s partner was gone. Ariel would have to find a new mate. He knew that he wouldn¡¯t be able to be the one. But at least Arsion would no longer be her mate either.


    He left the place without regret. His five wings that were spread out were black before he knew it.


    After that, Carmion descended into the world of humans. And soon, he was able to catch an angel with two wings that had descended to the human world after he did. The angel told Carmion what he was curious about ¨C what happened after he left.


    Arsion¡¯s life was over. However, at Ariel¡¯s earnest request, he was sent down to the human world as the weakest two-winged angel to be reborn. And after Arsion left, Ariel, too, came down, abandoning all her wings.


    If so, then.


    Carmion killed the angel who told him everything, and then muttered.


    ¡°It¡¯ll be easier.¡±


    His wings were dyed a deeper black.


    * * *


    And it became today.


    Carmion saw Ariel. As she descended into the human world, two faint wings appeared behind her, who chose a feminine figure. Carmion was heartbroken about it. Why did she go to Arsion, even giving up the power of the goddess?


    ¡°I couldn¡¯t understand. Why did you choose something less perfect.¡±


    Carmion reached for Ariel.


    Slap! Carmion¡¯s hand was swatted away through the air with a harsh sound.


    ¡°Gasp¡­ Gasp¡­¡±


    Drip. She could hear blood dripping. Arsion stood in front of Ariel, shielding her. As if he would never let Carmion reach her.


    ¡°You¡¯re a terrible human being, Arsion.¡±


    ¡°Riel, run¡­¡­ Run away¡­¡­.¡±


    Arsion pressed his hand against his wound and struggled to speak. Arsion couldn¡¯t figure out how that happened. Who was this man who suddenly appeared unnoticed and stabbed him, and why does he speak as if he knew him and Ariel well. Also, how did he know that this man¡¯s name was Carmion?


    But one thing was for sure.


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    This man wanted Ariel.


    The moment Arsion realized it, he was already moving. The pain of tearing open his wound even further did not come to mind. It occurred to him that the man¡¯s hand should never reach Ariel.


    ¡°It¡¯s too late, Arsion. The reason why I came here today is to serve Ariel¡­¡­.¡±


    The sky became dark at that moment. At the same time, giant wings appeared behind the Carmion. At the unbelievable sight, Arsion looked at his wings without saying anything.


    There was a time when the crown princess spoke to him like she was joking. ¡®I sometimes see wings behind you, but the color isn¡¯t good.¡¯ Perhaps if the crown princess was here, she would have looked at Carmion and said. ¡®I mean, there¡¯s a worse color.¡¯


    ¡°And to kill you completely.¡±


    The sword in Carmion¡¯s hand was filled with black energy. Arsion could tell without an explanation. If he gets cut by that, he would die. It would also be a very terrible death. But Arsion had no intention of avoiding it.


    ¡®No.¡¯


    He must prevent that somehow. To be exact, he needed to stop this man from approaching Ariel.


    ¡°Riel, run¡­¡­.¡±


    Arison¡¯s vision was already blurry. Fighting back was impossible with this body. All he could do was just be a shield. A shield that would prevent the man¡¯s hands from reaching Ariel. A shield that would block only once.


    ¡®I¡¯m so useless.¡¯


    He remembered the vow he made during the wedding held on a clear day. At some point, they swore to cherish and protect each other, but he didn¡¯t think he could keep his vow today.


    Carmion shook the edge of the sword in front of Arsion¡¯s face like he was playing a prank.


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    Then he moved his hand as if he had made up his mind. The sharp tip of the sword brushed one of Arsion¡¯s cheeks. Arsion desperately tried to avoid it, but he wasn¡¯t able to completely, thus receiving a long red line on his face. A drop of blood fell along the line.


    ¡°Sion!¡±


    Ariel, who had been stiff with shock, screamed. Carmion swung the sword again. This time blood spattered from Arsion¡¯s neck. At that moment, Arsion kicked the ground. He rushed towards Carmion and grabbed the hand that was holding the sword. As soon as Carmion¡¯s posture shook, Arsion turned the sword and stabbed Carmion.


    ¡°Krugh!


    A painful groan fell from Carmion¡¯s mouth. He couldn¡¯t believe it. Arsion was now a human being. Even if he couldn¡¯t use his power properly in the human world, he dared to attack him?


    The position of the heart shifted because the body moved after he aimed at the chest. Instead, he cut Carmion¡¯s arm. Carmion grabbed his arm and backed away. His wings shook violently. A black energy flowed out of his eyes.


    ¡°Arsioooon!¡±


    The cry shook the world. In an instant, the sky became night. The ground shook and all the beasts held their breath. The villagers were surprised by the sudden change, and everyone collapsed on the ground and wrapped their heads in fear.


    Was this the end?


    Arsion looked at Carmion and hugged Ariel, who was still motionless.


    ¡°Sorry, Riel.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Sion?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll protect you¡­¡­ vow¡­¡­.¡±


    Arsion¡¯s eyes slowly closed. Ariel shook her head.


    ¡°No, Sion. Open your eyes¡­ Open your eyes!¡±


    Arsion, however, could not answer. His body, drained of strength, fell into Ariel¡¯s arms. Ariel sat down, holding Arsion¡¯s body. Carmion approached the two. Ariel glared at him. She was scared, but she was angry more than she was scared.


    ¡®How dare you.¡¯


    She chose Arsion again.


    ¡°Give up, Ariel.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°This time, you¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­No.¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°Shut up, you son of a bitch!¡±


    At Ariel¡¯s cry, Carmion was briefly dazed. What did he just hear? The nearest being to the goddess. The noblest angel. The owner of nine wings. An angel with divine power¡­ What did ¡­ she just say?


    Ariel¡¯s eyes flashed gold. It was a color humans couldn¡¯t have. A large wing spread out behind Ariel. Two wings.


    ¡°You can¡¯t beat me with that power¡­¡­.¡±


    The face of Carmion, who was speaking confidently, stiffened.


    ¡°No way¡­¡­.¡±


    More wings spread behind Ariel. Three, four, five¡­¡­ nine.


    The darkness that Carmion had brought was gone before they knew it. The gray sky, which appeared like it was about to sprinkle snow, was slowly splitting. At the moment, when the blue sky was revealed, brilliant sunlight poured through the gap. The sun poured exactly over Ariel and Arsion.


    With Arsion still in her arms, Ariel put her hand on his face. The long stab wound, which was dripping blood, quickly disappeared as if it had never been there as Ariel¡¯s hand passed by. Only the blood that hadn¡¯t dried up yet indicated there was a wound.


    Ariel¡¯s hand shifted to Arsion¡¯s abdomen. There was a gold light at her fingertips, and her nine wings shook. In the blinding light, Ariel looked at Arsion¡¯s abdomen, where her hands had touched. She could see a clean body under the blood-soaked clothes.


    Only then did Ariel look away. Where her gaze was directed, there was Carmion, who was unable to do anything in shock.


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    ¡°A fallen angel who killed one of his people and fled.¡±


    ¡°A-Ariel¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°You couldn¡¯t repent on your sins, but you came here to lose your remaining wings.¡±


    Ariel reached for Carmion.


    A scream rang out to the world.

 Chapter 8

    She forgot.


    Ariel¡¯s eyelids moved slowly. ¡®Where is this? Who am I?¡¯ Ariel could answer those questions herself after a second. This was the bedroom in the mansion. And she was Ariel. But why was she lying here? Did she just wake up?


    ¡°Oh ¡­.¡±


    Slowly, memories popped up in her mind. The sky that looked like it was going to snow. She went to the lake with Arsion, and they sat there talking. After a while, they started arguing about something really trivial. Arsion, who always gives in, said he was disappointed even until the end of the day, so she turned sulky even though she knew he had done nothing wrong. And then¡­


    ¡°Sion!¡±


    Ariel jumped to her feet.


    ¡°Sion, Sion! Where are you?¡±


    A sword had obviously penetrated Arsion¡¯s body. She saw Arsion bleeding and reeling. Ariel floundered out of her seat. It wasn¡¯t the time for her to lie down. She had to find Arsion. The memory of the blood that sprayed onto the floor grew in front of Ariel¡¯s eyes.


    Her body, which was trying to step on the floor in a hurry, was caught in the bed sheet and collapsed, falling off the bed.


    ¡°Sion¡­¡­.¡±


    The fact that Arsion was injured rather than the pain of her body hitting the floor made Ariel afraid. Then she heard someone running outside, and the door burst open.


    ¡°Riel!¡±


    It was Arsion who came in. When he saw Ariel on the floor, he looked as if the world had collapsed. He quickly picked her up and put her on the bed.


    ¡°Oh my God, I didn¡¯t expect you to wake up when I went downstairs for just a moment. Are you okay? Are you okay? You hurt your stomach didn¡¯t you? I need to call a doctor.¡±


    It was a carpeted floor. Rolling over didn¡¯t cause much harm. Arsion, however, did not come to his senses. It was as if Ariel had been seriously injured.


    ¡°I have to call the doctor! You, you¡¯re injured¡­¡­.¡±


    Ariel burst into tears at the memories.


    ¡°Are your injuries okay¡­ you¡¯re really Sion, aren¡¯t you? You¡¯re alive, right?¡±


    Arsion then came to his senses and hugged Ariel, who suddenly burst into hysterical tears. Arsion beckoned the servants of the mansion, who were surprised at the disturbance, to shut the door and go out.


    Ariel, who had been crying for a long time, wiped her tears and runny nose with the back of her hands. Then she immediately pulled open Arsion¡¯s shirt.


    ¡°Show me! You were definitely stabbed!¡±


    However, the belly under the rolled-up shirt showed only the usual firm muscles without even a scratch, as if it had all been a horrible dream.


    ¡°No way¡­ I¡¯m sure I saw¡­¡­?¡±


    Arsion sighed briefly at her words.


    ¡°Based on what you remember, that must¡¯ve meant that I haven¡¯t been crazy either.¡±


    ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    ¡°Riel, do you remember when I was stabbed?¡±


    ¡°Of course!¡±


    ¡°Do you happen to remember who stabbed me?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s¡­!¡±


    Ariel, who was about to answer, suddenly became speechless. She couldn¡¯t remember. She remembered Arsion being stabbed, but she couldn¡¯t remember who did it at all.


    ¡°As expected¡­¡­ You are the same as me.¡±


    ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    ¡°Riel, I remember clearly. I was talking with you by the lake, and someone stabbed me in the back. The tip of the sword broke through my stomach, and blood flowed through the wound, along with the terrible pain.¡±


    Ariel began crying again after hearing Arsion¡¯s words. It was because his words brought back terrible memories. Arsion continued while wiping Ariel¡¯s tears with his sleeve.


    ¡°By the way¡­¡­ The person who did it. I don¡¯t remember them or anything that happened after that.¡±


    Arsion told the story of what happened when they were both unconscious.


    He said something strange happened to the entire marquis¡¯ territory while they were unconscious. People said, all of a sudden, the sky became dark, the ground shook, and there was a roar. When all men and women were in fear, the sky suddenly brightened again, and golden rays touched the ground.


    When people came to their senses, they went to the place where the light had fallen and found Ariel and Arsion lying unconscious there.


    ¡°Fortunately, I woke up quickly. It¡¯s been three days since you were out of it.¡±


    ¡°Three days?¡±


    She couldn¡¯t believe it. She had been lying down for three days?


    ¡°I don¡¯t understand the situation either. I¡¯m sure I remember being attacked, but I don¡¯t remember anything after that¡­¡­ but I don¡¯t remember what went wrong. What I could believe was that there was a lot of blood on the clothes I was wearing, along with stab wounds.¡±


    That was why Arsion was able to be sure that her memory wasn¡¯t wrong. He wanted to ask Ariel when she woke up, but she didn¡¯t wake up. In addition, the doctor who examined her also informed Arsion of an even more unbelievable fact.


    ¡°Riel, are you sure you¡¯re feeling well? Do you have any pain in your stomach?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s all right. You¡¯re the one who got stabbed in the stomach, right?¡±


    ¡°Not tha¡­¡­.¡±


    Arsion swept his face with his hands and grabbed Ariel¡¯s hand.


    ¡°Don¡¯t be surprised and listen.¡±


    ¡°Huh?¡±


    Arsion hesitated several times and struggled to open his mouth.


    ¡°You¡¯re pregnant.¡±


    Ariel doubted her ears at that moment.


    ¡°¡­¡­What?¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re pregnant.¡±


    Ariel slowly lowered her head as Arsion¡¯s voice clearly repeated it again.


    ¡°Ah¡­¡­.¡±


    She couldn¡¯t believe it. She had been lying down for three days, and she did feel like her stomach was going to growl right then from hunger, but there¡¯s now a child in there?


    Ariel blankly looked at him for a moment. It hadn¡¯t dawned on her yet. Then she suddenly choked up. Tears that had barely stopped rose again.


    She was thinking she would like to have a child one day, so she thought she was ready, but now that she received the news, she was not ready at all.


    ¡°Heuk¡­¡­.¡±


    She burst into tears. It was a good thing. It was a good thing, but she didn¡¯t know why she was crying so much. Arsion hugged Ariel¡¯s shoulder as she cried and kissed her forehead.


    ¡°You don¡¯t know how really worried I was while you were down¡­¡­.¡±


    Arsion¡¯s voice, which was always firm and secure, sounded a little hoarse. Ariel cried even more.


    After a while, Ariel put the cold wet towel that Arsion had brought for her to her eyes. She came to her senses a little when something cold came into contact with her swollen eyes. Ariel decided to check the most urgent things first.


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    ¡°Sion, take your clothes off again.¡±


    Recognizing what Ariel was trying to identify, Arsion quickly undressed. Ariel approached and muttered while touching his stomach.


    ¡°There¡¯s really no mark¡­¡­.¡±


    So what she saw was an illusion? But Arsion saw the same thing? Ariel was silenced because she couldn¡¯t comprehend it. Then she said, ¡°You can get dressed again.¡±


    ¡°Also, there was something strange. It¡¯s this ¡­.¡±


    Arsion rose and brought over a wooden box that was placed in a nearby cabinet. When he opened it, there was a very large black feather inside. The moment Ariel saw it, she realized it wasn¡¯t a bird¡¯s feather. It was too big of a feather to be that.


    ¡°These are the feathers that have fallen around us. But¡­¡­ there were no black-colored birds with feathers this big.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    Ariel, who was listening to him, said.


    ¡°I think I should burn it somehow.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s strange, but¡­¡­ I feel a little ¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°Actuallly, I¡¯ve already burned almost all of the ones that were around us. I only left one to show you.¡±


    Arsion approached the fireplace as he said so. Then he threw the feather in his hand into the fire.


    ¡°You¡¯ve seen it now, and if you feel the same way, there¡¯s no reason to hesitate.¡±


    Arsion murmured, looking at the black feather that burned and disappeared quickly. A short scream was heard in the fireplace as the feather was completely burned to ashes.


    Arsion, who had been silent for a long time, returned and sat in front of Ariel.


    ¡°Now that we¡¯ve taken care of that, let¡¯s talk.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°You remember the conversation we had on the bench, don¡¯t you?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    Arsion bowed his head as Ariel¡¯s answer.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I was worked up that  morning, as you said. Her Highness the Crown Princess sent me a letter¡­¡­ I was not happy to see the letter. That¡¯s why I¡¯ve been so blunt with you. I¡¯m terribly sorry.¡±


    She thought he would question her about the other incident, but Ariel shook her head when Arsion lowered his head contrary to her expectations.


    ¡°No! I¡¯m sorry. I¡­.. what happened at the banquet and¡­¡­ the whip I bought¡­¡­ because I didn¡¯t tell you why.¡±


    Arsion looked up at Ariel¡¯s words. There was no longer sorrow in his eyes. He was just genuinely curious.


    ¡°Then¡­ Can you give me an answer for when I asked you why?¡±


    Ariel hesitated at his words.


    ¡°If it¡¯s hard to say, you don¡¯t have to. I don¡¯t want to make it difficult for you.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not like that! I¡¯m just shy¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°You were shy?¡±


    ¡°Well, that¡¯s¡­ Do you remember how I was dressed when I went to the banquet?¡±


    Of course he remembered. Whatever Ariel wore that day, he would even remember the number of jewels on the accessories.


    ¡°I remember. What¡¯s wrong with that?¡±


    ¡°So at that time¡­¡­ didn¡¯t you think I was a little too much?¡±


    ¡°Too much? What?¡±


    ¡°I mean¡­ There was a lot of exposure of my back¡­¡­ and it was a dress that showed off a lot of my chest¡­¡±


    It was as Ariel said. Compared to Ariel¡¯s usual clothes, it was a very bold dress.


    ¡°That¡¯s true.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­And it didn¡¯t matter?¡±


    ¡°What do you mean it didn¡¯t matter?¡±


    Arsion was increasingly unable to understand Ariel¡¯s question. Ariel hesitated, closed her eyes tightly, and said,


    ¡°It didn¡¯t matter if other people looked at me¡­¡­.?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°Honestly, on that day¡­¡­ I thought you¡¯d be a little restless. I thought you¡¯d be jealous if other people saw it, and I was looking forward to that¡­¡­ but you seemed so fine until the banquet was over. I thought that outfit would make you feel so jealous that you would feel restless if I were to go out wearing it.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°When it didn¡¯t happen, I went to my sister¡¯s house. I told her it was ¡®my friend¡¯s business¡¯, and she said that it was definitely a period called a couple¡¯s boredom, and ¡®my friend¡¯ was in trouble. When I got home, I was reading the second volume of {Things to do at Night}, and there was a part about boredom¡­¡­ and it advised me to try a different stimulus compared to the usual¡­¡­¡±


    Ariel, who said that much, buried her face into the pillow. She was really embarrassed to death.


    The things she did with Arsion at night were always good, so she wanted to enjoy it a bit longer. But what if Arsion was bored ¡­¡­?


    When she thought so, her execution ability, which she had done before, came out first.  All those tools.  She obviously didn¡¯t know how to use them, but she thought it would work out somehow if she just brought them.


    Arsion lifted up Ariel¡¯s face, which was about to dig deeper into the pillow.


    ¡°Riel, I think I know what happened¡­¡­ As for your appearance at the banquet¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­What about it?¡±


    ¡°Honestly, I was fine with the others seeing you that day, because I wanted everyone to know how pretty my wife is. Of course, that doesn¡¯t mean I liked  the way anyone looked at you, but I could stand it. Because¡­¡­¡±


    Arsion whispered in Ariel¡¯s ear.


    ¡°You¡¯re the prettiest when you don¡¯t wear anything and that¡¯s only for me to see.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­!¡±


    ¡°But I didn¡¯t expect you to misunderstand it as a boredom.¡±


    Arsion¡¯s hand stroked Ariel¡¯s face and went down to trace her flat stomach.


    ¡°I¡¯m going to put up with it for now. Your body is the most important thing. But, when you¡¯re stable¡­¡­.¡±


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    Arsion hugged Ariel and whispered.


    ¡°You¡¯d better be prepared. I won¡¯t let you think that for the rest of your life.¡±


    Arsion kissed Ariel on the cheek. He had already contacted the duchy and the palace. They will stay here until Ariel gives birth to the baby. When Ariel gives birth to a child she made with him and everything settles down.


    ¡®I¡¯ll never let you off the hook.¡¯


    He felt like he had to embrace her so much that she couldn¡¯t say such a thing for the rest of her life. Of course, Ariel would look the prettiest.

 Chapter 9

    A carriage stopped at the mansion.


    Until last year, only the marquis¡¯ family crest were marked on the carriage, but now another crest was also attached. A few months ago, Duke Hastings handed over the dukedom territory to his son, saying, ¡°You have two children now, so please inherit it!¡±


    Everyone knew that the former Duke of Hastings, who handed over the ducal estate to his son, had been enjoying his old life visiting attractions with his wife ever since. And they also knew that his son really didn¡¯t want to take over it, because he knew he would have less time to spend with his wife.


    Cedric approached the carriage.


    ¡°I¡¯m first!¡±


    ¡°No! I¡¯m first!¡±


    He laughed at the voices of the children quarreling at the door. Again this time, the voices of the twins who would turn the house upside down were welcome. When Cedric opened the door, the two children jumped up and hugged him as if they had been waiting.


    ¡°Cedric!¡±


    ¡°I missed you!¡±


    Cedric politely greeted the two children.


    ¡°Young Lady Remiel, and Young Master Remion. How have you been?¡±


    At his greeting, the two children laughed and hung onto his arms. Feeling that the children were much bigger and heavier than a year ago, Cedric thought the servants here would suffer again this year.


    ¡°I¡¯m going to the back garden!¡±


    ¡°Me too!¡±


    The children who greeted Cedric waved their hands to the servants who were waiting for them. These servants quickly came to support them. Then there was a sigh coming from inside the carriage.


    ¡°Some might think they were trapped inside the Duke¡¯s house.¡±


    Ariel murmured at the twins who had already disappeared. Arsion smiled at her words and got off the carriage first. He said hello to Cedric and held Ariel¡¯s hand as she stepped down.


    ¡°They both love this place so much that it can¡¯t be helped.¡±


    Arsion shrugged at the direction of the twins, who were already six years old.


    * * *


    ¡°Ahhhhhhhhhh¡­¡­ It was hard.¡±


    Ariel, who had washed up and changed her clothes, collapsed onto the bed. It was hard just to ride a carriage, but listening to the twins along the way made her eyes spin.


    Then Arsion, who was waiting for her, quickly laid down beside her. Through the open window, she could hear the laughter of two children. Listening to the sound, Ariel thought it was amazing.


    Six years have passed since the twins were born. Both have surprisingly similar appearances. Remiel, the girl, and Remion, the boy, were said to have opened their eyes for the first time at the same time and seen both their mother and father together.


    ¡°What do you have in mind?¡±


    Arsion asked Ariel, who was silent.


    ¡°Interesting.¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°Do they know they were born here, so they both love coming here.¡±


    ¡°Well. From my point of view, I think they like it because they can run around without studying as much as they want unlike when they were at the Duke¡¯s house. Besides, the people here hardly see the two of them, and everytime they meet, they¡¯re anxious to give them something good. At the ducal residence, they would hear it from the kitchen telling them to stop stealing food.¡±


    As the twins grew older, they got into more trouble. They wanted to play, but they didn¡¯t know what to do. Therefore, she had no choice but to come here because it was more free and easy compared to the duchy.


    Ariel¡¯s eyes closed as she lay on the bed while listening to the children¡¯s voices. However, soon Ariel had to open her eyes. It was because she felt Arsion¡¯s touch on her chest.


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    ¡°¡­¡­ Sion.¡±


    Ariel admonished him with her eyes, but Arsion didn¡¯t let go. Instead, he fondled her chest more boldly. Then he spoke in a nonchalant voice.


    ¡°I¡¯ve ordered Cedric so that no one would come here for the next few hours. It¡¯s okay.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not okay! Did you order that again?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s because you kept biting your lips and holding back your voice, as you didn¡¯t want other people to hear it.¡±


    Arsion, who said that, moved his hands and stripped Ariel¡¯s pajamas off before she knew it.  Her voluminous breasts were exposed over the lowered clothes. Ariel pinched Arsion¡¯s hands, which were holding her breasts.


    ¡°You are going to do it as soon as we get here?¡±


    ¡°As soon as I got here. Finally, after a week of only holding your hands for comfort at night because of the kids.¡±


    ¡°Hold it in for a week or so.¡±


    ¡°Riel, if I don¡¯t do it for a week, it would be a struggle. Then I would have no choice but to use a whip and candle for a new stimulation¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°Argh! Don¡¯t say that!¡±


    Ariel screamed and grabbed the pillow and hit Arsion. Although it was a few years ago, it was still a shameful memory for Ariel. Arsion, who chuckled and greeted Ariel¡¯s swinging pillow, quickly grabbed her wrist.


    ¡°So let¡¯s do it. Okay?¡±


    Ariel sighed as if she had given up upon seeing Arsion¡¯s yearning expression. She had heard that one¡¯s desires would usually decrease a lot after a few years of marriage. In Arsion¡¯s case, it was far from diminishing¡­ instead, it seemed to be increasing.


    ¡°Then just once.¡±


    Arsion laughed but did not reply to Ariel¡¯s words.


    What do you mean once? He had a hard time enduring it for the past week untill they arrived here. Besides, Cedric wasn¡¯t the only one helping today.  He secretly negotiated a deal with the twins without Ariel¡¯s knowing in the morning (as they would always burst open the door of the couple¡¯s bedroom.)


    After coming here, he promised them that they would have a younger sibling if they could play by themselves for a month, without barging into the couple¡¯s bedroom to look for him and mom. The twins will risk their lives to keep their promise as they twist their fingers with tears shining in their eyes.


    ¡°Wait a minute.¡±


    Arsion got up and headed to their bathroom. It was clear that things would probably be messy later. If so, then it would be better to lay out a big towel in advance. It¡¯ll be easier to bring Ariel and go to the bathtub after they¡¯re done.


    After a while, Arsion returned to bed and faced Ariel, who had fallen asleep.


    ¡°This¡­¡­.¡±


    Judging by the sound of her steady breathing, she must have fallen asleep. Arsion shrugged his shoulders once and sat down on the bed. Then he carefully dressed her back into the clothes that he had taken off earlier.


    ¡®You were more tired than I thought.¡¯


    He had no intention of forcing the tired Ariel up. They had a lot of time, so they didn¡¯t have to rush. He would just have to hold it in. And¡­¡­.


    Arsion hugged Ariel and lay down. Everything was peaceful. Clear sky. White clouds. Cool breeze flowing through the open window, and the sound of children laughing. And Ariel, who was in a deep sleep in his arms.


    Before he knew it, Arsion¡¯s eyes began to droop.


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    He thought having Ariel would satisfy his greed a little, but it didn¡¯t. As the number of precious people increased, Arsion¡¯s greed grew bigger.


    Both at night and during the day.


    May this peace and happiness last forever.


    Next to Ariel, Arsion fell asleep with a happy face.


    The laughter of the children could be heard from afar.

 Chapter 10

    It was a very difficult feeling for an angel to feel, but Arsion was trying to figure out what that feeling was while looking at the endless sky. It had been a long time since the war died down. It was something that would creep up again one day, but at least he knew it wasn¡¯t now.


    Arsion stroked the sword given to him. He had used this to cut down countless demons, yet there was not even a single blemish or mark upon the smooth blade. That¡¯s natural, because Ariel repaired it for him.


    Ariel¡¯s power not only works on angels but also on these objects as well. It was possible because of the power of the goddess.


    Arsion hugged his sword.


    ¡®Where did she go?¡¯


    Ariel hadn¡¯t been seen in a long time. It was not something that worried him. She was an angel with nine wings. Ariel couldn¡¯t be in danger as long as she has her wings. Although it was a fortunate thing, Arsion felt a bit regretful. Ariel didn¡¯t need him because she¡¯s like that.


    It was Arsion who needed Ariel. He was leading the way in the most dangerous place among the angels. If it weren¡¯t for Ariel, his four wings would have already been torn to shreds without a trace and became the food of the devil.


    Arsion unfolded his wings. His wings remained white for the first time in a really long time, as there was no further battle with the demons since she removed all the wounds. Arsion slowly flapped his wings and hugged his sword.


    If he wanted to feel Ariel¡¯s presence, he had to look at the things that she touched.


    He wondered how long he had been sitting like that. He could see the gleaming gold in the distance through the cloud. At that sight, Arsion quickly spread his wings and flew there. Gold feathers fell as he approached.


    It was obviously Ariel¡¯s feathers. Sure enough, soon the dazzling wings fluttered, and the voice he had been waiting for was heard.


    ¡°Arsion!¡±


    Ariel fell from the sky into his arms. Arsion hugged Ariel with joy.


    ¡°How are you?¡±


    ¡°Good.¡±


    ¡°Has everything been all right?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    Any injuries?


    ¡°None.¡±


    Those were very concise answers. However, Ariel smiled and hugged Arsion¡¯s neck.


    ¡°I went to the human world for a while.¡±


    ¡°What is this?¡±


    ¡°Oh, is this your first time seeing this, Arsion? This is a book made by humans.¡±


    ¡°Book?¡±


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    ¡°Knowledge, experience, and imagination are written down.¡±


    There were no books in heaven. Ariel said that knowledge, experience, and imagination existed in their own right, so they could be passed on without using letters like humans.


    To Arsion, who had never been to the human world since he was born and had never paid any attention to it, it was just a bizarre thing. So, Arsion summoned the knowledge to recognize the characters of humans in the heavens. The moment he reached for that knowledge, he could read the title of the book.


    ¡°Things to Do at Night?¡±


    Night, it wasn¡¯t his favorite time. There were a lot of magical things crawling up under the cover of the darkness. What are things to do at night? Is it written about killing the devil? Meanwhile Ariel handed over the book and showed Arsion what was inside.


    A long time later, the two were lying face down and reading the book together.


    ¡°That¡¯s very interesting. Do humans do this at night?¡±


    Arsion turned the book over without expression. Then a question arose.


    ¡°But why do humans do this?¡±


    ¡°Well, they say they feel pleasure.¡±


    Pleasure. A sense that shakes the mind and paralyzes reason. And something that¡¯s addictive. It wasn¡¯t something that angels were capable of feeling. Was this the sensation that animals feel when they tore up their lives?


    ¡°Of course humans are dangerous creatures.¡±


    Arsion muttered with a serious face.


    ¡°It¡¯s not just pleasure.¡±


    Ariel, who had read to the end, murmured as she looked at the last page.


    ¡°There¡¯s a baby coming.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    God¡¯s power of creation was given to all things on earth, but not to angels. However,  they  had never been sorry for that fact. At first, Ariel wasn¡¯t interested. However ¡­


    ¡°I¡¯m curious.¡±


    ¡°What are you curious about?¡±


    ¡°Me and Arsion¡¯s child.¡±


    ¡°Huh¡­?¡±


    ¡°They¡¯re having a baby that looks like each other. What would a child of Arsion and I look like?¡±


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    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m so curious about that.¡±


    While saying so, Ariel gave him a big smile. After seeing her smile, Arsion blankly stared at Ariel and turned back to the book. Unlike a while ago, his eyes now contained a more earnest enthusiasm in them than ever.


    He and Ariel couldn¡¯t make children because they were angels. But if there¡¯s a chance someday¡­¡­.


    Arsion read and reread the humans¡¯ book for the day till he didn¡¯t know when. Perhaps when that time comes, Ariel will be able to give him as many children as she wants.

 Chapter 11

    Maybe it was because they rolled around in the snow all morning that when they came back for lunch, the two of them both looked like a drowned mouse.


    The servants informed them they would have to wash up before they could have lunch, because they¡¯ll get frostbite if they leave it like that. It was a fuss. Arsion, who was about to say it was okay, saw Ariel¡¯s blue lips tremble.


    Eventually, both of them went to take a bath before lunch.


    An hour later, the two of them who had soaked themselves in warm water, ate the meal brought by the maid excitedly with flushed faces.


    ¡°I¡¯m tired¡­¡­.¡±


    After the meal, Ariel came to Arsion, who was holding the gloves to go out and play again, and rubbed her eyes.


    ¡°Really? Do you want to take a nap?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    Ariel, who said so, climbed up onto Arsion¡¯s bed. Then she fell asleep not long after. Arsion, who was looking outside at the snow, climbed onto the bed carefully so as to not to wake Ariel up and laid down next to her.


    Maybe it was because she had washed up. Therefore, Ariel, who was lying next to him, smelled like a flower. At the scent, Arsion buried his nose into his arm and sniffed it.  He also had a pleasant soapy scent, but it was different from Ariel.


    How strange. He would have used the same soap, but why does it smell different? What was certain was that Ariel smelled good. Arsion¡¯s face, which was chasing the scent, was buried into Ariel¡¯s hair. Soft brown hair swept across Arsion¡¯s face.


    ¡°Hmm¡­¡­¡±


    As if she felt that Arsion was sticking to her, Ariel tossed and turned. Arsion was suddenly facing Ariel, who was fast asleep.


    The warm exhaled breaths tickled Arsion¡¯s lips. Deeply closed eyes. A flushed face. The red lips slightly opened, exposing the white teeth.


    Then Ariel murmured.


    ¡°Sion¡­¡­.¡±


    Arsion suddenly stiffened by the sound of his name. In a matter of moments, a burning sensation flowed down from the top of his head to his waist. The senses gathered together at Arsion¡¯s lower body. Arsion hurriedly lowered his hand and pressed it down.


    It had occurred when he woke up in the morning lately, but he had never stood up in the middle of the day before, and the moment Ariel mumbled his name, he reacted so suddenly that it was embarrassing.


    As Arsion was perplexed, Ariel murmured again.


    ¡°No¡­ No. Don¡¯t ¡­¡­. Oh, yeah.¡­ hn!¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­!¡±


    What on earth was she doing in her dream? A gasping moan leaked from Ariel¡¯s mouth. There was no way he¡¯d do something Ariel didn¡¯t like, but Ariel frowned like she was doing something difficult. But then. Why?


    ¡°Ugh¡­¡­.¡±


    Arsion grabbed the swelling genitals under his clothes. He just pressed it with his hand, but his eyes flashed, and his ears went blank. Instinct led his hand. Before he knew it, Arsion was holding his pillar and moving his hands back and forth.


    It¡¯s not enough. He needed something more. Arsion looked at Ariel¡¯s face. Ariel, one more time, one more time¡­¡­.


    Did she perhaps notice Arsion¡¯s mind?


    ¡°¡­¡­Sion.¡±


    His name came out of her murmuring mouth. Ariel¡¯s breasts could be seen through her clothes when she¡¯s lying on her side. At that moment, Arsion¡¯s hand clasped hard underneath him.


    ¡°Hah¡­ Ha¡­¡­.¡±


    Panting, he looked down at the unpleasant sensation in his palm. There was a wet mark on the bottom of the underwear that he had changed into after washing up. He never made a mistake even when he was young. And now, he made this mistake?


    Frozen in shock, he soon realized that what had happened underneath to him was not what he had thought. Arsion carefully descended from the bed and headed for the bathroom. Then he looked at his bottom and covered his mouth.


    Oh my god.


    There was a lot of white liquid on his underwear. He remembered what his father had separately taught him not long ago. He thought it¡¯s time for Arsion to start at his age and asked if he had already done it.


    (QC/N: Apparently, there¡¯s health benefits for boys/men¡­ according to google-sensei.)


    ¡°This is masturbation¡­¡­?¡±


    Arsion murmured as he watched Ariel sleep. He felt a strange scent that he had never smelled before. Compared to Ariel¡¯s scent, which was pleasant a little while ago, it didn¡¯t smell good. Arsion felt a sense of shame at the smell of desire.


    He stood still, hardened like that for a long time.


    * * *


    ¡°Sion, why is your hair wet? Didn¡¯t it dry up a while ago?¡±


    Arsion¡¯s body flinched at Ariel¡¯s voice, which woke up from a deep sleep. He looked back in an unnatural motion and answered.


    ¡°Uh, uh, it¡¯s¡­¡­ I spilled some juice after you slept¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°On your hair?¡±


    ¡°No, I went down to the kitchen for a while and got covered in flour! I think so! That¡¯s why I washed up!¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    Ariel tilted her head at Arsion¡¯s extraneous gibberish and soon approached the window to see the outside snow. Arsion swept his chest in relief behind her. He was glad that Ariel didn¡¯t question it any more.


    Then he heard a knock on the door.


    ¡°May I come in?¡±


    ¡°Dad!¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    Ariel ran to the sound from outside the door and opened the door. There stood Ariel¡¯s father, who had just finished his work.


    ¡°Ariel, it¡¯s time to go home. I¡¯m sorry, Young Master. Ariel has been bothering you since this morning, hasn¡¯t she?¡±


    Arsion shook his head at the question. Ariel has never been a bother. Not even once. He always felt sorry for Ariel. He wanted to be with her more, but Ariel had to go back to her house in the evening.


    ¡°I want to play more¡­¡­.¡±


    From her father¡¯s arm, Ariel¡¯s voice sounded sad. Arsion cheered Ariel on in his heart. ¡®Well done, Ariel! Tell him you¡¯re going to eat dinner here and play more!¡¯


    Then Ariel¡¯s father said,


    ¡°Your mother said she¡¯d make us meat cream stew for dinner.¡±


    ¡°I want to go home!¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    Very well. Arsion was going to tell the chef to make meat stew for dinner at the main building tomorrow.


    ¡°Bye, Sion! I¡¯m leaving!¡±


    Then Ariel went away. Arsion approached the window and looked at Ariel as she returned to her house. If Arsion had ears and a tail, it would probably be drooping. Until Ariel disappeared from view, Arsion didn¡¯t leave the window like a lost puppy.


    * * *


    ¡®I will definitely ask them to make meat cream stew. I¡¯ll also add a lot of cheese that Ariel likes.¡¯ Somehow, in anger that Ariel had been taken away by the cream stew, Arsion could not sleep after a long time even though he lay in bed.


    While tossing and turning, something touched his toes.


    ¡°¡­¡­?¡±


    Arsion got up and looked at the quilt.


    ¡°This is¡­¡­.¡±


    It was Ariel¡¯s scarf. Come to think of it, when Ariel left, she didn¡¯t have a scarf around her neck.


    ¡°I¡¯ll give it back tomorrow.¡±


    The murmuring Arsion wrapped Ariel¡¯s scarf around his neck. Soon, Arsion, lying back on his bed with the scarf, could immediately smell its scent. The scent of the flowers he smelled during the day. Plus, the soft fur on the scarf felt similar to Ariel¡¯s hair.


    ¡°Sigh¡­¡­¡±


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    He lost strength in his body again. He thought the smell was from the soap, but seeing as it was coming from the scarf, it seemed to be Ariel¡¯s scent. How does Ariel smell so good?


    Arsion lifted the end of the scarf and brought it to his face. Somehow, he felt like he was with Ariel.


    When he thought so, he suddenly started to get a fever underneath again.


    ¡°¡­¡­!¡±


    Arsion raised himself up in bewilderment as his thing began to rise again like what happened in the daytime. Contemplating on what to do, he realized that it was late at night, and there was no one in his room. If so¡­


    Arsion sat on the edge of the bed. Then he grabbed his swollen, engorged piller, with his hands. Again, stars flew up before his eyes. When it grew like this, the five senses became so sensitive that a moan could come out just by the sensation of the brushing cloth.


    ¡°Sigh¡­¡­¡±


    His penis swelled up to the point where it remained like that for a long time even after holding it in his hand. All of a sudden, the tip of his head was dripping fluid. Arsion moved his hand carefully.


    ¡°Ugh!¡±


    It had only been rubbed up and down once, but the veins in the penis rose terribly and became firm. It was a ghastly figure that did not match the beautiful face and the body that had yet to outgrown boyhood.


    ¡°Ha¡­¡­!¡±


    Arsion blocked his moaning mouth with Ariel¡¯s scarf. It was the wrong choice. As the scent thickened, his reasoning quickly became paralyzed.


    The hand moved quickly. The liquid from the tip was spread over the entire column with the reciprocating movements of his hand. Thanks to this, Arsion was able to rub the gleaming column with his own fluid more easily.


    His consciousness became increasingly blurred. The view turned white, and the sound faded away. Only Ariel¡¯s scent seemed to thicken. Therefore, Ariel was the only figure remaining in Arsion¡¯s consciousness.


    The way she fell asleep during the day. Long and thick eyelashes. Small lips. The red tongue that he saw over her lips. And the sound of his name coming from her mouth.


    He remembered her frowning face that muttered no. Somehow,  he wanted to see Ariel¡¯s face more like that. When she called him like that¡­¡­.


    Riel.


    He wanted her to cry. He wanted her to call him while crying. Crying like that¡­¡­.


    Once again, he remembered what he saw during the day. Ariel, who wore thin clothes. He could see what was beyond it because she was lying on her side. Her chest started to swell before he knew it. He knew that it¡¯s a phenomenon in the body that changes naturally as girls grow. But why¡­


    Arsion imagined. There were his hands groping over Ariel¡¯s clothes while she was sleeping. The hands touched her face lovingly over and over again and then went down.


    The hands that had been stroking her slightly swollen chest pulled her clothes down as it had made up its mind. Then a chest as white as Ariel¡¯s neck was revealed. And the tip of it shyly shaking. At that moment Arsion grabbed himself again and trembled.


    ¡°Whoops¡­¡­¡±


    The stiffened genitals trembled and vomited a whitish liquid. The semen that spurted out vigorously polluted the inside of Arsion¡¯s pants. Once, twice, three times¡­¡­ All the desires he had harbored under him were poured out without a hint of weariness.


    ¡°Haaah¡­¡­ Haaah¡­¡­.¡±


    Arsion breathed heavily. He remembered the tutor¡¯s words that stated that once he did it, he would calm down.


    ¡°No¡­¡­¡±


    Instead of calming down, his mind wandered more and more. Unresolved desires seethed in his body. Arsion didn¡¯t know what to do with the desire that was engulfing him inside like a fire.


    Should he do it again, just like before? Could it appease him? Then he saw the scarf that was still wrapped around his neck.


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    He untied the scarf and took it down with a trembling hand. Something that smelled like Ariel. Something with the same touch as Ariel. So it¡¯s like Ariel¡­¡­.


    ¡°Ha¡­ Uhhah¡­!¡±


    Arsion imagined that it was Ariel¡¯s hair in his hands. Then his whole body trembled. He felt numb just imagining it from head to toe. ¡®Is this what it feels like when you go into the pouring lightning?¡¯ Arsion felt an insanely guilty feeling inside.


    It¡¯s crazy. He must have gone crazy somewhere. How could he think of bringing Ariel¡¯s head underneath himself. He was sure Ariel wouldn¡¯t like it. He would need to step back because it¡¯s dirty. Maybe she would scream and run away.


    An imaginary self grabbed Ariel¡¯s wrist. Then he put her under him. Before he knew it, Ariel was naked, and his lower body was rubbing between Ariel¡¯s legs. Ariel groaned and twisted her body.


    Nevertheless, he did not care and put himself deep between her legs. The chest was rubbed against him. A slightly swollen young chest pressed against his own. like the softest thing in the world, and it will melt like cream when he holds it¡­¡­


    Arsion reached his peak. Over and over again. Until the dawn came.


    * * *


    ¡°Oh, it¡¯s cold; why did you leave all the windows open?¡±


    Ariel trembled and looked at Arsion¡¯s room. His room, which was normally warm, had curtains fluttering in the wind with all the windows wide open. The fire in the fireplace was burning hard, but even so, it couldn¡¯t be warm because the windows were open.


    That wasn¡¯t the only strange thing. Even with the windows opened, she could still smell the strong scent of perfume in the room. Looking at the table, she saw empty bottles of perfume. As Ariel looked around, Arsion said,


    ¡°¡­¡­I spilled perfume at night, and I¡¯m currently ventilating the room.¡±


    ¡°All of that?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Yes.¡±


    Was that possible? Arsion rarely used perfume. But it didn¡¯t matter. Arsion always smells fresh. That¡¯s why Arsion put all the perfumed gifts away and didn¡¯t take them out. Why did he take out so many perfumes at night? And he spilled all of this?


    Ariel sniffed and sniffed a strange smell through all the scents of perfume. She thought it smelled a little fishy¡­¡­.


    Ariel continued sniffing, but suddenly, Arsion jumped in and asked.


    ¡°Oh, I¡¯m here to pick up my scarf. I left it here yesterday.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s made of brown rabbit fur, and it¡¯s very soft¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll buy you a new one.¡±


    ¡°Huh?¡±


    ¡®What are you talking about all of a sudden?¡¯ Ariel didn¡¯t know what he meant, so she looked at Arsion with round eyes.


    ¡°I accidentally stepped on that scarf yesterday ¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s all right. It¡¯ll be back to normal after a few shakes.¡±


    ¡°No, it¡¯s not okay. It won¡¯t be okay. So I¡¯ll buy you a new one.¡±


    ¡°But¡­ I get scolded by my mom for losing things.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll buy you the same one. I¡¯ll find the same thing no matter what and buy it for you.¡±


    ¡®Is that gonna be okay?¡¯ While Ariel was contemplating, Arsion quickly spoke up.


    By the way, have dinner here tonight. It¡¯s cream stew. The chef said he would put a lot of fresh cream gotten from the ranch this morning in. They¡¯ll add as much meat and cheese as we want.¡±


    Then Ariel replied.


    ¡°No.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Huh?¡±


    ¡°My mom said she¡¯d make me spaghetti with a lot of meat in the tomato sauce today! I¡¯m going to eat that today!¡±


    Already looking forward to dinner, Ariel¡¯s eyes glistened as she smacked her lips.


    ¡°Then, I¡¯ll get going! I¡¯m going to go and help my mom today. See you tomorrow! Don¡¯t forget  my scarf!¡±


    ¡°Riel, wait¡­¡­.¡±


    Before Arsion could say anything, Ariel laughed, waving her hand and stepping out the door. Arsion blankly stood there and heard Ariel¡¯s footsteps moving away. He couldn¡¯t believe he had been beaten by spaghetti in his life.


    ¡°Sigh¡­¡­¡±


    He was sad that Ariel left so quickly, but he quickly thought that maybe it was a relief she did. It would¡¯ve been a big problem if she found the scarf he had hid deep inside his room. To be precise, it would¡¯ve been a big deal to find the dried white marks all over her scarf.


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    He couldn¡¯t wash it because it was rabbit fur. And he didn¡¯t want to wash it. The smells of him and Ariel were mixed together.


    Arsion approached the window and saw Ariel running excitedly into her house with her chin tucked in her coat.


    ¡®I¡¯ll have to buy two scarves from now on.¡¯


    He thought he would have to buy two of everything he gave Ariel. So if one of them was filled with Ariel¡¯s smell, he could change it. They would all be his treasures.


    Without knowing what Arsion was thinking, Ariel ran excitedly. The ribbon tied around her hair fluttered in the wind. It was also an item that would soon become Arsion¡¯s treasure.

 Chapter 12

    Ariel¡¯s older sister sneezed loudly. Ariel¡¯s mother then looked at her eldest daughter with worry-filled eyes.


    ¡°I heard the flu is going around in the capital these days. Did you catch it?¡±


    ¡°No! It¡¯s because mom sprinkled too much pepper on top of the potato soup!¡±


    Ariel¡¯s sister grumbled and lifted a spoon. Then Ariel, who was sitting next to her, made an ¡®Ahhh¡¯ sound and opened her mouth wide. She was also asking for a bite, so Ariel¡¯s older sister lifted a spoon full of soup and put it in Ariel¡¯s mouth.


    ¡°Is it delicious?¡±


    ¡°Yes! Delicious!¡±


    Ariel¡¯s mother struck Ariel on the back with her hand.


    ¡°You! I made this for your sister. How can you eat all of it!¡±


    Ariel then grumbled as if it was unfair.


    ¡°You gave some to my sister! Why don¡¯t you give some to me?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s because your sister works hard outside and can¡¯t eat properly. Every time you go to the main house, you get to sit next to the young master and eat till you¡¯re full, so why are you even aiming for your sister¡¯s soup after coming home?!¡±


    Ariel covered her ears with her hands as if she could not hear her mother¡¯s nagging and opened her mouth toward her sister again. She was signaling that she wanted another bite.


    ¡°Don¡¯t be fooled! Ariel had lunch an hour ago!¡±


    The sound of Ariel¡¯s back getting slapped rang once again in Ariel¡¯s house.


    * * *


    ¡°I¡¯m so glad you¡¯re here.¡±


    Ariel rolled around on her sister¡¯s bed while holding a cushion. Growing up, they had fought a lot, but Ariel only had her as an older sister. When Ariel was very young and was living in the countryside, before entering the dukedom, her sister was the only one who kicked the boys who bullied Ariel.


    A few months ago, her sister left the house, announcing her departure.


    Her sister opened a jewelry store with her friend at the end of the street, where all the boutiques were gathered. Due to her sister having dexterous hands, orders flooded in as soon as the store was opened, so as a result, her sister rarely returned home.


    ¡°How¡¯s the store? You said you were busy.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m still busy, but as my mom said, the flu has gone around, and the number of customers has decreased. That¡¯s why I can come home this time. Oh, this is a gift.¡±


    Her sister rummaged through her bag and held out a book to Ariel. The cover, wrapped in a pink cloth, was engraved with a title with gold and silver foil that were so bright that it hurt her eyes. Ariel narrowed her eyes and read the title.


    ¡°Making Wishes Come True¡­¡­ Magic Spells¡­¡­?¡±


    ¡®Oh, isn¡¯t that a strange title?¡¯


    ¡°Sister, I¡¯m not a child, what kind of book¡­¡­.¡±


    ¡°It contains spells that make your love come true, and spells that allow you to see the face of your future husband.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Thank you very much for buying me this.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s the most popular book in the capital these days. I even had to pre-purchased it to get it.¡±


    ¡°Why? Does it really work?¡±


    ¡°Well ¡­¡­ they said it was true and real when they tried it. Of course I don¡¯t believe it, but Ariel, you like this kind of thing.¡±


    As her sister said, Ariel liked this kind of thing. Horoscopes, personality tests according to the birth month, birth flower, birthstone, etc. Their mother grumbled and didn¡¯t believe in such superstitions, but where¡¯s the fun in that!


    Ariel clasped the book she received from her sister.


    ¡°Wow¡­¡­¡±


    When she opened the book, she saw many complex shapes. It was most commonly called a magic circle. A long time ago, when there were angels on this earth, it was said that such a magic circle had real power. However, now it¡¯s just a picture. Still, people believed in these mystical powers and drew these things.


    ¡°Let¡¯s see¡­¡­ Magic spells to curse the people you hate¡­¡­.¡±


    Why was it starting with something so scary?


    Thinking so, Ariel¡¯s eyes read the book diligently.


    ¡°Keuk!¡±


    Then her sister coughed again. Ariel closed the book and looked at her sister.


    ¡°Did you catch a cold too?¡±


    ¡°Really? But I¡¯ve never caught a cold before. It¡¯s not just me, but our family doesn¡¯t catch colds very often.¡±


    ¡°Even so¡­¡­.¡±


    Ariel¡¯s family, as her sister said, did not catch the cold. Not only the cold, but also the memories of the times had been sick in her life could be counted with her hands.


    Even if it hurt a little, it would heal quickly, they didn¡¯t get any illnesses, and bones would not break, and when they were scratched or cut somewhere, they healed much faster than others. Their mother said she was glad that the family¡¯s medical bills were small thanks to their strong constitution.


    Ariel crawled to the edge of the bed and placed her hand on her sister¡¯s forehead, who was sitting on the chair.  Her warm forehead touched Ariel¡¯s palm.  Then her sister closed her eyes as if she felt good.


    ¡°Ariel, your hands are cool.¡±


    ¡°Really?


    Ariel touched her sister¡¯s forehead with her own hands. A long time later, her sister, as if puzzled,  said.


    ¡°I stopped coughing.¡±


    ¡°Oh, you really did.¡±


    Her sister¡¯s breath, which had been coughing several times, became smooth. And the heat on her forehead disappeared. Perplexed by why it disappeared, Ariel¡¯s sister touched her own forehead. Then, she got up from her seat.


    ¡°Then I¡¯ll get going.¡±


    ¡°Are you leaving already?¡±


    At that, Ariel jumped up and went downstairs and told her mother.


    ¡°Mom, she¡¯s going back early! She¡¯s already dressed!¡±


    ¡°Stop talking nonsense and tell her to eat her dinner!¡±


    ¡°Hey Ariel, you can¡¯t just tell our mother! If you¡¯re going to do this, give me back the book I just gave you!¡±


    The cry of the betrayed older sister and the sound of Ariel¡¯s footsteps running away with a giggling laugh echoed through the house for a long time.


    * * *


    Thanks to Ariel¡¯s snitch, her sister could not go back until she finished eating her dinner and snacks. When her older sister was on the carriage, she told Ariel to just wait and see, but Ariel shamelessly waved her hand and asked her sister to buy a romance novel next time.


    The next day, Ariel headed to the main house. Today was the day Arsion returned from a land inspection with the duke. So, she was thinking of drawing the most mysterious magic circle out of the book with him.


    Just as she arrived at the main building, she saw the duke¡¯s carriage reach the doorstep just in time. Ariel stood in front of the mansion with the servants who came to greet him.


    The carriage stopped, and the butler approached and opened the door, and Duke Hastings got off from inside the carriage.


    ¡°Your Grace!¡±


    Ariel waved out of joy. She thought he would greet her as happily as always, but when he saw Ariel, the Duke shook his hand as if he wanted her to stay away.


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    ¡°Duke?¡±


    ¡°Ariel, stay away from us. Oh, and the same goes for you guys.¡±


    Everyone looked at the duke in surprise.


    ¡°Me and Arsion too¡­¡­ No, most of the people I¡¯ve been with have a cold. I heard that the flu is going around these days, and I think I¡¯ve caught it as well.¡±


    Everyone took a step back at his words.


    ¡°Ariel, I¡¯m sorry, but please go back home today. I don¡¯t think Arsion can say hello, because he fell asleep after taking medicine.¡±


    ¡°Yes¡­¡±


    Meanwhile, the butler carried Arsion from the carriage. Ariel¡¯s heart sank when she saw Arsion¡¯s red, sleeping face. It was probably due to the fever.


    ¡®You must be very sick.¡¯


    It was the first time she had seen him suffer so much ever since she knew him. She wondered how dire it is outside for Arsion to become like this. Seeing the back of Arsion entering the main house, Ariel powerlessly turned back.


    ¡°It¡¯s snowing again¡­¡­.¡±


    When she looked up, the darkened sky began to drop snowflakes one by one. Judging from the momentum of the downpour, it was clear that the world would turn white once again.


    Back home, Ariel lay on her bed and opened the book her sister gave her. Ariel, who had been turning pages for a long time, suddenly jumped to her feet.


    ¡°A magic spell that can heal the sick?¡±


    No, there must be something that could help in moments like this. Ariel concentrated on reading the page.


    ¡°Ugh¡­ It¡¯s cold.¡±


    Ariel was standing in the snowy backyard with a long branch in her hand. Even with her scarf, earplugs, and gloves and all her preparation, the midnight wind still pierced her clothes like a blade.


    Ariel sniffed and pulled out the piece of paper from her pocket.


    ¡°The bigger you draw, the greater the effect¡­¡­.¡±


    What was drawn on the paper was the ¡°magic circle that can heal the sick¡±, which was seen during the day. Ariel recalled the contents of the book. Think about the person who you want to get better in your mind and draw the circle all over the house and they would be healed. And draw it as big as possible. There was an explanation that it was more effective if you drew it around the house.


    Ariel drew a magic circle along the piled up snow with the branch in her hand. Fortunately, the sky stopped snowing, and the clouds receded, and there was a bright moon. Thanks to the moonlight, the midnight sun glowed white.


    ¡°One of them for now.¡±


    Even though she drew it quite big, it looked quite small from afar.


    ¡°Will this help Sion get better¡­?¡±


    After drawing about three, Ariel muttered helplessly. It didn¡¯t seem like Arsion would get better faster with just a few circles like this.


    Ariel looked up and looked at the main house. It was a dreadfully wide mansion. It was almost impossible to draw a magic circle around the house exactly as stated in the book.


    Ariel¡¯s face was clouded as she looked at the main building. Arsion¡¯s room was brightly lit. It seemed the caregivers came and went because he was sick.


    Ariel, who had been looking at Arsion¡¯s room for a long time, tightened the hands that were holding the branch as if she had made up her mind. Then she started walking with the branches on the snowy ground.


    Walk, walk, walk. When Ariel passed the main building, she changed direction and walked again. And again. And again.


    ¡°Hah, hah¡­¡±


    Sweat dripped down her forehead even though it was a cold winter night. Ariel looked back at the path she had walked. One couldn¡¯t see it in detail from where she stood, but if someone were to climb on top of the roof of the main building, one would see that a huge magic circle had now been drawn around the main building.


    Ariel looked up at the sky. She could see the bright full moon and the floating stars. They said it would come true if you pray to the goddess with all your heart at night. Then¡­


    Ariel politely put her hands together and closed her eyes.


    ¡°Please don¡¯t let Sion get sick.¡±


    Words full of sincerity flowed out. Ariel stood like that for a long time and prayed to the sky.


    After praying for a long time, Ariel went home. When she quietly entered the back door and went up to her room, she suddenly felt so tired that she couldn¡¯t stand.


    ¡°Yawn¡­¡­¡±


    The moment she fell onto the bed, her eyes quickly closed. It felt like all the strength from her body was being drained away, so Ariel quickly fell asleep on the bed.


    At the same time, a golden light revolved around the duke¡¯s garden. The golden light stretched rapidly along the line drawn on the snow. As soon as the light returned to the place where it had started, the entire mansion was covered in gold.


    It happened very quickly and happened so deep into the night, so only the owl in the forest who couldn¡¯t sleep witnessed it.


    * * *


    The next day, Arsion woke up feeling fine, as if he had never been ill. Arsion was not the only one. People who went on the inspection together and caught a cold had completely healed overnight.


    ¡°What¡¯s the matter with your expression?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s amazing. Isn¡¯t there a horse that broke his leg a while ago?¡±


    ¡°Oh, you mean the guy who fell into a mole hole and broke it?¡±


    Yes, his leg is healed, hasn¡¯t it? Obviously he was severely limp until last night, so I thought he would never be able to run again. I couldn¡¯t believe it when I went to the stable this morning, he stomped his feet and asked for food, so I looked at his leg, and it¡¯s as strong as when it was before it broke.¡±


    Then a maid who was managing the chicken house came in. She spoke out with a surprised face.


    ¡°Oh my God, do you remember those chicks that were born a few days ago? It was so cold that I thought they were dead. However, when I went to the chicken house this morning, they were running around with the mother hen. That¡¯s great.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s amazing. I¡¯ve been having a hard time sleeping lately because of back and neck pain, but when I woke up today, everything was gone.¡±


    ¡°My eyes have been dim lately, but I can see everything clearly this morning. I guess I don¡¯t have to wear my glasses anymore.¡±


    ¡°Me too¡­.¡±


    ¡°And me¡­.¡±


    Ariel was fast asleep when everyone in the mansion was so amazed.


    ¡°What did she do last night that made her sleep so soundly?¡±


    Ariel¡¯s mother sighed and left the room at the sight of her daughter who wouldn¡¯t wake up even if she was shaken. There was nothing urgent anyway, so it was okay to sleep in like this from time to time.


    Bright sunlight poured into the quiet room. With the sound of flapping wings from afar, white feathers fluttered and disappeared in Ariel¡¯s room with a golden light.


    It was the first time in a long time that God¡¯s power was granted on human land.


    ¡¶Things to Do During the Day, END of Side Stories¡·


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    Well, that¡¯s all! Here are some love notes from the team who worked on it!


    Hope you enjoyed this novel as much as we did. When I discovered there was a sequel for Arsion and Ariel I couldn¡¯t wait to share it with others! Thanks so much for joining and reading along with their adorable love stories.


    ¡ªAnonymous Translator


    Thank you very much for reading and supporting us. I hope this sequel didn¡¯t let you down too much. There are some parts of the sequel that let me down, and I am sure they let you down too. However, overall, I hope you enjoyed the series.


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    ¡ªSoru, Proofreader


    Hope everyone enjoyed the ride in this novel series! I enjoyed it a lot and felt so happy and satisfied to share it with everyone! Thank you so much for reading along with us and supporting all the members who worked hard on this novel! Shout out to our Anonymous Translator, our Proofreader Soru, and our Proofreader/Quality checker AME, who have been working super hard in making sure to get the chapters out for everyone to read!


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    I think Anon, Soru and Selene said everything I wanted to say! Glad that we are able to get both <Things to Do at Night> and <Things to Do During the Day> done in less than a year. Please do support the author for writing these cute stories! We¡¯ll be picking up another short cute snu novel soon, do keep a look out!


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