Brought My Wife Back from Another World

Since the day I brought Azsa to work, I have been able to hear from people who have never had any interaction at all. Along with something to celebrate my marriage, they invite me to dinner, they ask me to introduce my wife… I honestly hate the same topic. Why should I introduce you to a person with only a lower heart? I keep saying no, but it's amazing how enthusiastic some people are to speak up over and over again. That's why I won't give in, either, because if I lose, it will lead directly to Azsa's own danger.

Today, the ref, Eric and I were about to go around and get stopped by the squad leader of another detachment. I thought it was about work, but he still had the same content. You won't even be talking to each other before you have one of your men on the job... so much insanity comes out of you. I walked out to the man who persisted in trying to get involved, telling me that there was no common sense, that there was nothing to introduce you alone. He was ranting angrily, but it's not worth hearing about that stuff. You should make a scene.

"Nevertheless, this may be the first time I've seen Ilias angry"

"... do you?

When I started looking around the city for a while, the ref opened his mouth as if he remembered. It's common for me to feel angry... but it won't be that uncommon. Tilting his neck to the unexpected remarks, Eric peered next to him.

"What are you talking about?! Mr. Ilias, you're so tearful. You're so sweet! I'm angry, I've never seen it before, either!

"... Wouldn't you?

"That's right. I'm pretty famous for being a human being... but it's like the only person I don't know."

I had no idea... even though I say that I still hang on to Azsa all the time, such as me... wouldn't it be overrated? Azsa must be a saint if I am the man I was made to be.

"I hate the 9th Squad Leader. Ilyas told me and I was scared."

"Don't say that, ref."

"I hate what you don't like, and you have no choice. I mean, that's what Elias, who fought and sold it, says?

Because what I pointed out with a mean face was my best opinion, there was no sound. The ref is right, but the 9th Troop humans who have spoken up before looking around don't hear any good rumors. We can also see how we fight against the chivalry spirit, the idea that we are the best, and we have a tyrannical attitude towards ordinary people. I don't know the details, but I also ask you if you're working on the back for money. I didn't expect you to show interest in Azsa until someone like that.

... number one, Azsa would be my wife, why is everyone trying to get a little bit out of it.

"Wife is the most horny title you've ever had!

"Beautiful wife sucks!

Two people have said something similar at the same time to the dissatisfaction that has been leaked. I can't believe you had such thoughts about someone else's beloved… not your own lover, but someone else's. Is it similar to the principle that the meal others are asking for looks delicious... I don't understand.

"Before we got married, you weren't interested in your wife?

"Interested... they're married, aren't they?

"Best hassle if you're going to be in love, but not the best excitement if you're going to have sex?

"Huh...?! There's no way I can do that with my husband...!

"You're not, Mr. Ilias. It's disloyal to fuck the person my husband is with."

"Yeah, and you rarely see a married person... and maybe Ilias himself didn't realize he was attacking you...?

"... to me, huh?

I laugh that's not supposed to happen, but in retrospect, I might have an idea. When I did, I felt like I was invited to a meal or something. When I finally understood the status quo, my gaze and bitter smile turned to me.

"Well, Ilyas is serious... and if Azsa stays on a leash, there's nothing wrong with her."

Maybe they deviate from general thinking. I've never thought I was serious, but I understand it's not funny. Because of the lack of fun, I wonder if you can understand the fun that everyone feels. Even when I come back from the outside, the conversation I had at that time repeats itself in my head. What about Azsa, does he also feel good about the part that is common and I don't understand? It's just sweet, it's suiting me… the more I think about it, the worse my thoughts go.

The anxiety I recruited never stops, and the road back home never clears up. Instead, the mind gets heavier the closer it gets to the house. But there was no reason not to go home, so I went home even in a slow footsteps.

"Oh, welcome home. That was too late."

When I open the door, Azsa turns up, hearing the sound with a good scent. From the way I've already removed the apron, you probably waited for me to come home without eating what I could. I feel safe as usual, but my mind still remains unclear. Making a smile to delude me and returning my greetings, Azsa, who picked me up, peered in silently. I figured out what he was going to say, but he smiled beautifully when he exhaled silently.

"Rice, let's eat"

Blood draws on Azsa's hindsight as she smiles and heads to the living room.... That's an outward smile. As soon as you feel dissatisfied, I'll say it. To say he hid it without daring could have stepped through quite a few mines. I don't want to hide things from Azsa, I was just scared Azsa wouldn't hate me because of my deviant thoughts.

"Oh, you know, Azsa...!

"I need to talk to you, too. After dinner."

I wanted to apologize and rushed after him, but I could only snort at Azsa's suggestion not to say whether or not.

The silent dinner was hard. I can't feel any flavor or anything, and it's breaking my heart because Azsa won't look at this one. Even then, it was a fort assignment to protect its borders with other countries, so it was also driven out into a hellish battle of repression. Even in a life-threatening battle, it was a piercing mental force, but if you put it on Azsa, you twist the baby's hand as well. Please don't throw it away... I hope you don't hate it... Azsa told me you were welcome after I cleaned out the dishes, and I told her what happened at noon with a penance.

"Huh, ha..."

As soon as he finishes the conversation, he laughs with his belly in his arms. Where the hell was the laughing part of what I was talking about...? I didn't mean to laugh, I was just seriously worried that Azsa might be forcing me to fit in, and I was worried that if I couldn't hang out, I wouldn't be able to give up my love...

"I know you're fucking serious and annoying, and I like you on top of that?

"Fucking serious..."

"I'm too unsure. Besides, it's just sexuality you like wives, right? Because of this low world marriage rate, I dream of married people. They're just talking about romance because it's a one-time deal."

"Is that what you say...?

"That's what you say. It's amazing how uninterested the realist Ilias is, and you can stay put."

Am I really allowed to stay like this... because the person is still telling me it's good, so it's good for now, but isn't it going to be a problem sometime? Pointing out there, he was totally denied that it was absolutely impossible, so he was finally comfortable and convinced.

By the way, Azsa asked if the wife romance was understandable, and the answer came back that the wife should stop because she would definitely be in trouble later. I guess that's a real experience… I can dig in and ask.

"He looked the same as he did when he cut out to come back here in Japan, so I thought he was deluded into a hell of a story, but I'm glad it's the bottom story."

"... sorry"

"I'm pretty sure it's a hell of a story to have an easy relationship with someone else when you're married."

"... I'm so relieved that Azsa's recognition is just like mine"

"Even I don't like being associated with someone my husband doesn't know about."

Instead, he cautioned me to be careful and nodded that I understood. It's an event I don't even want to imagine, such as with someone other than Azsa, but I want to do everything I can to make him feel safe if he's anxious. When I settled down, Azsa also remembered telling me that she needed to talk.

"Oh, I forgot. Hey, why don't we get some free time on the Knights chores or something?

"Miscellaneous business, huh?

"Well, is it difficult to organize documents, then, to manage information... ah, cleaning, etc."

"Wait, what do you do with the cleaning?

"I want to work."

Working? Why? More so in the Knights...? Have you forgotten the other day that you keep being seen as a gap...? No, in Nippon, where he lived, he says same-sex relationships weren't thriving. I guess that's why he didn't realize he was being seen by a man sexually. Right now, I don't doubt Azsa's affair because she talked about it in a timely manner that if she was married, she wouldn't have a relationship with anyone else, but the place sucks. In other words, it is equal to throwing herbivores into a herd of carnivores. Even if he doesn't feel like it, he won't know that he's very likely to be forced to attack him.

"... hey, Iliasu?

"No, you can't! It's decided!!

Where I had stopped thinking too much, I answered the question of Azsa, which had been hung up, reflexively and loudly. In my objection, I smile, but I get a faint look, understanding what has been denied, and I get a nod back.

"Well, there's nothing I can do."

"Well... let me think..."

I didn't want you to look like that, I just stopped Azsa from trying to throw herself out into the danger zone… I couldn't find the right answer to what to say, and the words that came out were what would send the problem ahead.

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Why did you say you wanted to come here and work? I did not touch on this topic as I forgot to hear the essence of his hope, and time has flown by. I tried to discuss it, but I can't listen to it now because Azsa would divert me from the conversation. His attitude is the same as always, and he won't have to go deep… but he still wants to understand it.

I don't live as poor as working together, and I give away money if I don't mind using it freely. He says to be careful when he goes outside, and to go home when it gets dark because of insecurity, but he also allows him to go out. He has been designating places of work for the Knights because he thinks it's easy to find them because I work, but I still don't know why he wants to work.

"Squad leader... are you tired?

In a modestly hung voice from Cecil that you would brew coffee, I remembered that I was at work. Not a single document I was checking has progressed and is in the same condition as it was when the afternoon started. I can't believe I interrupted my work on a personal matter, and my men noticed... a hell of a slack.

"Wrinkles between eyebrows suck..."

When I put my finger between my eyebrows as I was told, it does have deep wrinkles engraved on it. I felt my gaze rubbing loose on the sigh, and I looked at Yardeloud, but he looked like he had said something and then went back to paperwork. In the quiet office, only the sound of going ahead with the writing and the boiling sound of the water is echoed. I really think about the sincerity of Azsa because I don't have to be careful without the noisy ones.

"Good luck"

"... thanks"

"It's been bothering me here a long time lately, is something wrong...?

During the course of his work, did he look so worried that a man who rarely spoke from himself about a topic outside of his work would speak up? I felt my gaze from those who should have resumed their work and finally understood what was deeply worrying me. I've been thinking about it by myself for days and there's no solution, maybe I can talk to both of you here.

"... my wife wants to go out and work."

"Mr. Azsa? Do you like working?

"I don't think so. He used to say he wanted to rest..."

With that said, I could rub it when I said I didn't have to do chores. I just didn't want to go through the hard work, but he said he wanted to support me and didn't give in. Do you actually like working… or do you need some other pretext to get out?

"I can't imagine an excuse to go outside..."

Thinking about it again was on my mouth... haven't my mouth been too loose lately? I'm a little embarrassed because I didn't mean to. Let's sip coffee and distract ourselves.

"But where was Mr. Azsa going to go to work?

"... I was hoping for some chores here"

"Huh?! Whatever it takes, it's dangerous!

"Oh, I rejected that."

The guidelines are good as far as I can see, so there will be no problem with my work here. You'll be able to build strength, and I know it's one stone and two birds, but it's too dangerous. I can protect myself and my men, but there will be time for me to leave. If you can't protect yourself then, you'll cry. Fearing the same thing, Cecil was exhaling as relieved by my response.

"I won't let you go shopping alone, are you doing something about it?

"No, he says you don't mind if I go"

"Uh-huh... not doing well with your neighbor, or...?

"Surely there must have been a lot of singles around. The house he's in when he's alone won't be a neighborhood."

"Yep... you're so blessed... why not..."

"... I wonder why"

You're lucky you can't even think about it. What to do... I can't deny it without a headache, so I might still have to ask Azsa ready for a collision.

"I think it's just free…"

If you stare at Yardeloud without knowing what it means, he repeats the same thing with no expression. I know what the word "free" means, but will you actually be free or something? There's so much work to be done, and I can turn it to training if I can, so shouldn't that time exist? Cecil seems to have been thinking the same thing, tilting her neck.

"... Master of the Alliance's dining room. I know him, so I can introduce him..."

Guild dining area… there are many people's eyes over there, and if things go wrong, there will be fewer people working abusively because fewer requests can be ordered. It could be safe indeed. Later, it's whether Azsa still wants to work and will say it's good for that job… it's better than steaming back on a topic that flowed with no suggestions whatsoever.

"I see, that helps"

"You'll be meeting with the master, so you can't make a commitment. If you don't mind…"

"It's okay, I'd love to."

Good, this might avoid grieving Azsa. It was an unexpected help, but it was good to talk to you. The heavy feelings turned around and for the first time in a long time the work went smoothly.