"Ooh..."
I leak my admiration and look seriously at her from top to bottom.
"Uh hehe... what do you want me to do, husband?
"Because of my poor vocabulary, all I can say is moonlight... wow, it's beautiful. Anyway, it's beautiful."
Dressed like an ethnic costume, decorated with handmade, seemingly accessories, Lew.
Everything she wears is brought to me by Mr. Rosiera, apparently a bridesmaid's garment that has long been used.
She wears solid makeup, her fine, healthy colored skin stands out, and her natural gaze is sucked into the red that draws lightly on her lips.
Though Lew is quite concerned about himself, since he has always been in the dungeon, he wears that much full-scale makeup, there is no such thing as... one makeup, I didn't know it would change my impression so much.
"Wow, Lew, you look like a princess!
Iruna, dressed in more formal attire than usual, also overflows that word with an admirable voice.
"Oh, really... okay, I'm the Demon King, and I knew I had to grab the princess. I got the princess!
"Ah, your husband..."
"Ooh, you can't touch me now because my makeup and costume will collapse. I'll see you after that."
"Oh, yes."
Calmly embarrassed by Nell, he unwraps his arms, which he turned to Lew's hips.
"Damn... do we have to contain this emotion that bursts into our hearts now... we have no choice but to put up with it later, let's just say now"
"Huff, good for you, Lew. Meet my husband who loves me so much."
"Um, your husband. I'm really embarrassed, so I'd be glad if you could keep it down a little where my mother is..."
"I can't. Give it up."
"Yep..."
Lew gives an embarrassing look next to Mr. Rosiera, who looks like Nico and smiles.
"Um, I can't do this anymore, Lew. As the Lord knows, if this happens, no one can stop this idiot right now. It's about hanging out with people."
"But already... your husband always feels like your husband..."
"Huhahaha, yeah, I'm the Demon King!
"Master, that's more like your husband's personality than what the Demon King is"
"This guy, he thinks I should say anything for now, Demon King."
"Ooh, there's a verse like that..."
I won't deny it.
"Huhuhuhuhu, you guys, we're really close"
Mr. Rosiera laughs delightfully at how we are.
- And when you're wierd like that, Leila peeks into our faces.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are better prepared for the ceremony, so Mr. Bergils said it was time to start."
"Copy that. Let's go, Lew."
"Ha, ha!
- The usual inn, in the meadow area.
The ceremony stood next to it.
Well, speaking of ceremonial venues, it's not a church-like building, all I've got is tatami floors with walls and ceilings completely removed and a bunch of seats and shelves for people on top.
I added trees and flowers around me, and I worked pretty hard to adjust so that the leaking day felt plugged in and tight, so I guess it turned out to be something I could see quite a bit.
On the shelves we have prepared are some wood-carved statues that they brought to us by the Guilol clan - statues that stand out on the ancestors of Wolwolf, with us sitting face to face, and everyone sitting behind them.
- Apparently, the Guilol family cares very much about something called their ancestors.
They have a religious view that their ancestors have today because of their spinning their lives.
It's called the Ancestral Spirit Faith.
There's also a reason why they get in front of our lil and it feels a lot funnier.
Fenrir, who is supposedly their ancestor and ancestor, is precisely God himself to them, a subject to be flattened and revered.
Therefore, their wedding also takes place to report to their ancestors, making it a rather authentic ritual.
As for the flow, it starts by asking the ancestors to come down to this group of statues that they have prepared.
Of course it doesn't really come down to ghosts, but I swear I will report the addition of a new blood clan to the ancestors who came that way, and I will connect them to the next so that they don't interrupt this blood.
So instead, he told me to keep an eye on the new bloodline, and that's the kind of ritual to make a deal with the ancestors.
"- Those who raise new blood. Cup."
In a previous life, Lew's father, a ceremonial facilitator, dressed in a dress close to Miyagi and Tsui, gives me and Lew a cup and a knife.
I gently slash my own thumb and drain the drinky cup of blood.
"Ugh...... yeah!
Next door, Lew showed a moment of hesitation before sliding the blade on his thumb with momentum -.
"Ah, yes, it hurts...!
"- So, idiot, you're too temperamental!
They've slashed too much momentum and too deep, and when I see Dovadoba and Lew bleeding a lot, I rush to take the advanced potion out of the item box, I shake it on her thumb.
In a few moments, the regeneration begins immediately and the wound is completely repaired.
"Huh, I'm freaking out... totally, you, that's so bloody bloody"
"Ugh, I'm sorry..."
This ritual next receives a cup mixed with the other's blood and drinks it... because Lew is too temperamental, the cup I drink is bright red.
Originally, you just have to mix a drop. It seems...
"But I'm going to do it again... Father, I'm going to ask for a new cup"
"Ah, ah."
I failed on an important occasion, and Lew said so in a depressed manner - but I'll stop.
"No, that's fine."
"Yeah, but..."
Before she says anything more, she receives the cup on her own and drinks it up with Gui at once.
The taste of dark blood filling your mouth with the feeling of your throat getting hot with alcohol.
Normally, I think I would flatter my face, but it's strange, and I don't feel bad at all.
Is it because I know that this is Lew's blood?
"Oh, your blood, it's delicious."
"Well, even if you say something like that Iruna..."
I smile niggardly and keep my words coming.
"Lew, nothing like this, it's not a failure or anything. So don't look like that. Look, you can drink fast too."
"… yes. Thank you, sir."
She regained her mind, and when Lew smiled small, she held the cup I gave her in both hands and mouthed.
"Mmm... your husband's blood looks delicious too.... No, it looks really delicious. You know how Iruna says she likes you the most."
"Oh, well. Good for you."
Something tells me they're all delicious, my blood. That's what Sy and Nell used to say when they drank it.
Blood is delicious, which is subtly troubling whether it is okay to be happy or not.
And when he saw how we were, Lew's father, who nodded one thing, began to follow the ritual.
"The blood was mixed. It must be the blood that runs on it, and here's the deal to walk the road together as a turn. If they do, the ancestral parents will be fortunate enough to go."
Next to him, me and Lew go on with the pre-taught words.
"Going this way with my wife, without differing in the blood of my ancestral parents, I swear here"
"Going this way with my husband, without differing in the blood of my ancestral parents, I swear here"
"The pledge was made. Many blessings and fruits to the new bloodline."
Finally, your father bowed deeply to the statues of his ancestors, and everyone who participated in this ceremony, including us, imitated him, bowed their heads in the same way.
"- Well, that concludes the ceremony. A heartfelt thank you to all who participated."
"Lew, hey, hey, hey!
"Oh, my God!
"...... hmm. I'm so sorry."
The first young girls to speak up are followed by our adult group and the Guilol clan, who hang us with words of blessing.
In the meantime, I call the name of Lew, who happily replied, "Thank you… everyone…".
"Lew."
"Yes, your husband"
"Now you're family."
Then she burst into tears with a jitter on the edge of her eye...
"- Yes!"
- He had a really beautiful smile, like a flower in full bloom.