Risou no Himo Seikatsu

Fifteen days later, after Yoshijiro Yamai made his second transfer to another world.

In the Kingdom of Karpua, "The Rite of Marriage" was supposed to be performed by Queen Aura Karpua and Zenzilow Yamai, a royal family who had returned five generations from different worlds.

This is an unusually quick story.

The preparations themselves, I guess, were in place from the time that Yoshijiro responded to YES a month ago, but they are nevertheless a month and fifteen days, only forty-five.

As for the period of preparation for the active king's 'Ritual of Marriage', it can be described as unusual shortness. Normally, it takes a year or so to notify the royalty and neighboring countries in the country, and it's the biggest luxury to show national authority.

The reason I tried to get that down to marriage in such a short time is Auraside's thought that I don't want to be put in a bad lay.

Why, for the first time in the Kingdom of Karpua, it is the marriage of an active queen.

There's no precedent. I can put as much on it as I want if I'm willing to.

It is an unmistakable fact that the marriage of the queen complicates the power structure, and to bad, even if Makiro has a son with a "woman other than Aura," he holds the blood of a royal family so thick that he can inherit "space-time magic" for the next generation.

For this reason, Aura forcefully took the story to her marriage before the specific blood intensity of Yoshijiro spread externally.

"Between the Dragon Kings" used only during the "Ritual of Marriage" of a royal or equivalent high nobility.

In its large and majestic hall, many high-ranking nobles gathered to watch the ceremony proceed with a mysterious expression.

There are two protagonists of The Rite of Marriage. Aura, the bride, wraps around a sleeveless white dress. Even with a flared skirt, the hem is not long enough to drag on, or the white flower embroidery on the white instead of no lace embellishments, although there are fine differences, it is likely to work as a "wedding dress" even on the planet in the major muscles.

(Speaking of which, both Japanese white innocence and western wedding dresses are common in that the colors are white)

Is white revered in bridesmaid costumes a common perception that transcends even the world on the contrary? In an attempt to forget the slightest glance of curiosity piercing from left to right, Aura in a dress gently adds her right hand to Yoshijiro's left arm thinking about it.

The groom, Yoshijiro, is dressed in the suit he was wearing when he transferred.

Wearing a luxurious wedding dress and standing next to Aura in a crown indicating her crown, she looks a little narrow, but this is the only reason.

In this country, where the common sense that "the head of the family is a man" is stuck with the bones, we perform an unprecedented ceremony called the marriage of an active queen.

There were literally no conflicting theories about the clothing of her husband, Yoshijiro, and how he behaved at the ceremony.

In principle, if we let him meet the style of the Karpua kingdom, the groom, Yoshijiro, will dress more dignified than the bride, Aura. However, since Aura, the bride, is an active queen, it is necessary to welcome the 'Ritual of Marriage' in the form of a crown and an indication of royalty.

No matter how much my husband dresses more majestically than the queen, he does not shake the absoluteness of kingdom. If the groom attends more than the bride, dressed without majesty, "the royal family has made the tradition of the country crooked," the evacuee will come out.

At the end of the day, Aura uses the fact that Yoshijiro was born in another world to "stand her husband" for the reason that "the groom's outfit makes him meet the common sense of the groom's world".

The suit worn by Yoshijiro is not a substitute for the 'groom' to wear, even though it is not a problem for him to attend a coronation if he is a young man. Besides, only Yoshijiro himself knows that, so this is a story that will fit in all directions if Yoshijiro keeps his mouth shut.

Yoshijiro only pays attention to Aura's temperature, who desperately feels consciousness in her left arm, so as to ignore the gaze around her, and moves forward in the footsteps she stood in a bee.

(Bad, nervous and I don't feel my feet......!

I can't even tell if I'm walking on a carpet with long legs or on a marble floor right now.

I just didn't think it would be this difficult to walk straight.

(Shit, fall. Definitely fall!

He was a good jiro who drew his face and sweated cold, but the crisis is averted by the woman who will be his wife standing next to him.

(Ah!?

When Aura realizes how Gojiro is disbalancing, she pretends to be grabbing him with her right hand on Gojiro's left arm and, conversely, holds Gachiri and Gojiro's arm from the bottom, balancing him so that he doesn't fall.

Aura is an active queen who lived in the public eye as a direct royalty from birth. On the other hand, I am a salaried man who has lived in plain sight until this year.

It's only natural that Aura is used to this kind of place and she's not, but I feel a little sorry for her daughter-in-law for helping her until the act of walking straight into a boulder.

But that's how the thought seemed to work inwards.

While thinking, Yoshijiro, temporarily forgetting his surrounding gaze, manages to regain the minimum sense of balance and walking ability required.

Eventually, Sanjiro and Aura, who went up to Sandalwood, where the old cleric waits, are given a blessing saying they are close to the cleric when they stop their legs.

"The blessings of many spirits are in the future of both. And even if there shall be seven hardships in his future, he shall listen to the voice of the spirit of his fathers, and his husband shall protect his wife on his back, and his wife shall support him with his hands on his back..."

Thankful words from the clergyman continue to be extended.

The word 'blessing' in this hand also seems to be something that is not so different in different worlds.

It's a world where magic exists, so I just asked if The Word of Blessings really has power, too, but apparently that's not true.

"The Ritual of Marriage" proceeded unharmed, leaving Sunjiro, who was nervous and could hardly even hear the words of the clergy.

◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆

That night.

"Hmm, somehow it's over..."

"Huff, you seem tired of boulders, son-in-law. Well, so am I."

In a room in the rear palace, Yoshijiro and Aura sat on the couch facing each other across the table, struggling with each other.

After three hours of "The Rite of Marriage," Yoshijiro and Aura have participated in the ceremony as protagonists, called "The Rite of Disclosure," which lasts more than two hours.

Not only is Kojiro, who has not been able to become a ritual of this hand, but Aura, who was careful to follow Kojiro, is exhausted enough.

Already, the two of you who have bathed are dressed very rough.

Aura is a red dress with a deep slit that reaches down to her waist, and a blue striped pyjama in white, brought from the other world as far as Sanjiro is concerned.

Well, we're already married, and we're going to have our first night after this, so it's natural to expose ourselves to such outfits.

Whenever the front-seat Aura reassembles her legs except from the slit, Yoshijiro can't help but imagine what she will do in bed after this.

Tonight, at last, Yoshijiro delivers the glamorous, luscious beauty sitting by his eyes to both his arms.

(Shit. You're excited yourself, nervous, I don't know anymore)

"Oh, it's hot. Would Mr. Aura like something to drink, too?

When Sanjiro says so to hide the tension, he takes his seat.

"Hmm. Shall I blame you?"

"Yes. Then let's empty the wine. I broke the red when I brought it, but the white and rosé were safe."

When Yoshijiro takes one bottle of wine out of the refrigerator, which is raising a low groan in the corner of the room, he searches for two glasses, and his newly married wife waits, coming back to the couch.

(Not good, I'm not proud of her, but I don't know what she's been doing since she was in college two years. I don't know how to boost the atmosphere.)

To be precise, Sanjiro's female history is only "I have dated one woman for a little over a year that takes between two and three years of college". Thanks to this, neither virginity nor her absence history equals age, but the entity is not significantly different than it was when she was a virgin.

"Yes, go ahead"

When Yoshijiro pours white wine into two wine glasses, he leaves one of the glasses in front of Aura.

And I tried to get back to the couch across the table, where Aura calls out.

"Lord Zenzilow. If you like, why don't you sit here instead of that way"

That's what Aura said, pounding next to the couch she was sitting on.

Sanjiro, who was poked at the intention, answers all the while holding his wine glass in his hand.

"Huh? Yes, no, but that's..."

"Isn't that good? From today on, you have become a true couple. Who is there to stand up to?"

I feel sorry to hear you say that and butt in.

Sanjiro nodded,

"Okay. Now if you'll excuse me."

And he said no, and lowered his back next to Aura.

The thick crotch of Yoshijiro and the thick crotch of Aura stick together perfectly in an adjacent shape.

…………

…………

(Shit. Anything was too close)

Even if a grown man sat in a threesome, he could still afford a long time. He lowered his back so that his legs and legs could stick together. It's a little awkward, but daring to leave here also seems oddly conscious and distracting.

As Aura said earlier, Yoshijiro and Aura are already married. There is no reason to avoid overlapping the body in a space just for the two of us.

(I don't know what to do, I need to say something...!

A rushing Sanjiro, scrubbing a cold white wine, talks with a calm voice as usual from Aura as she searches for a topic.

"Nevertheless, the" electrical products "brought in by my son-in-law are truly brilliant. This light, this cooling force. It's like being in the two kingdoms of Shalova Zilbert"

That said, Aura turns her attention to the LED floor stand light, which illuminates the room brightly.

LED floor stand lights are large electrical stands that are about the back length of a person, using LED lights in bulb parts.

Yoshijiro had brought the floor stand lights attached to one unit and using three LED bulbs into this world eight times together.

Up to 24 LED bulbs can be lit at 3x8.

If the lights are fully open, this large indoor in the rear palace will also be able to illuminate brightly on contemporary Japanese nights or so. Regardless, it doesn't illuminate directly from the top, and there is no denying the uneven ride of light for multiple light sources.

The only thing lighting up now is one near the couch, with an emphasis on the atmosphere.

Sanjiro laughed bitterly at Aura's care for shaking the subject first.

"Yeah, because I did my best. For the first ten days since you got here, you've almost had to install a generator."

That said, a little chest strain.

In fact, since coming to this world, it may be said that the only work carried out by Yoshijiro was the installation of a hydroelectric generator in the backyard and the work to pull the power cord from it into this room.

Regardless, it was the soldiers arranged by Aura who actually lifted the generator, pulled water from the water borehole flowing outside the royal palace to the courtyard with a wooden water bridge, shifted the stones on the outer wall of the rear palace, and cleared the hole through the cord.

But more than thirty-five degrees a day in a row (not a physical feeling. The thermometer that actually brought it in showed the value). In Japan, it was Yoshijiro who pulled the blueprint so that the hydroelectric generator could operate safely during the middle of the summer, and made the people working on it understand, and took the phonetic head.

Since I decided to marry Aura, I've spent the most time on the planet in a month wearing this way to install a hydroelectric generator.

Thanks to this magic predominates in different worlds, refrigerators, LED lights and computers are running safely.

"Sure, it just seems worth the effort. Um, cold liquor isn't too bad."

Aura drinks up the white wine in the glass at once and returns the glass to the table without making any noise.

"Huh."

Knowing or not how nervous he was, Aura deposited Koteri and his head on the shoulder of Yoshijiro as he gently held Yoshijiro's right arm, sitting next to him, in the valley of his chest with both hands.

A valley of soft meat, enclosing the right arm. Hot, damp exhalation from right shoulder to neck muscle. The good nostrils of citrus smell like shampoo brought in by Yoshijiro.

"Ah, gu. Oh, oh, yeah, with that being said, what was that 'Twin Kingdoms' you were saying earlier? Is there such a trick in that country?

To his son-in-law, who grows in his mouth as if in a hurry, Aura dares to answer to the thoughts of Yoshijiro, laughing with kutsukutsu.

"Oh, Shalova Zilbert, the Twin Kingdoms. It is a great power in the central part of the southern continent, taking the royal family, which inherits the lineage magic of" Granted Sorcery ", to one of its culminating points. The only royal palace in that country in the world capable of producing 'demonic props' lights at night with 'treasures of light', cools in summer with 'treasures of the wind' and warms in winter with 'treasures of fire'.

Well, the situation on those continents, sooner or later, as you will remember. Lord Zenzilow?

When Aura suddenly fixes both cheeks of Yoshijiro with both hands, she makes Koshijiro's neck point toward herself.

"Nah, what is it, Mr. Aura?

Sunjiro, who could hardly resist, feels Aura's face close enough to not focus his eyes, and replies with agitation.

"That's it. That, how to talk other people's names and how to call them sarcasm. Is it time to do something about it? Such a tone, Lord Zenzilow, is not the original way of speaking? Until yesterday, we'll be husband and wife today.

I don't know if I should suddenly change my attitude or be impotent, but what I said like this can eventually lead to a relationship that goes from shape to shape. What do you think? Why don't you just talk to me in your own tone?

Indeed, Sunjiro, who was conscious of a tone close to the salutation, regains a little calm and answers.

"But if you say so, Aura, because"

"I'm always in this tone. Especially not in awe. But you do. Sure, it's a little bit of an act of others to call me Lord Zenzilow when I call my husband.

Good. Can I call you Zenzilow, too?

Fluffy laughter, Aura asks to be so grumpy.

"Oh, yeah, that's, that's good... no, that's good"

Thank you, Zenzilow.

Quickly, Aura calls the name of Yoshijiro.

"Well, why don't you call me by my name, Zenzilow?"

Still, I'm not even supposed to acknowledge it, but around pushing my will so forcefully, like exchange terms, like the queen being able to negotiate on boulders?

Sanjiro answers by making sure he is pushed by the momentum.

"Ah, Aura......".

"Zenzilow"

"Aura"

Close enough to breathe, men and women face to face and call each other's names.

Eventually, which would have preceded you in bringing your own lips closer to those lips?

"... n"

"...... m, nw"

Neither, as if to understand from the beginning that it is natural to do so, the two lips overlap. At the same time, Yoshijiro's arms hug Aura's back hard, and Aura's arms tangle around Yoshijiro's neck as sweet.

"... puhaa"

"... hu"

The long, passionate embrace was almost simultaneous when they solved it.

Releasing her lips, Aura puts her jaw on Sanjiro's shoulder and whispers in a whisper to whisper Sanjiro's ears as she hugs him harder.

"I'm going to the bedroom first. The woman is ready, so come to the bedroom after counting the hundreds slowly."

"Huh? Ah..."

With that said, Aura stands on the couch as she gets out of Yoshijiro's arms.

"Ah, Aura."

To Yoshijiro, who reaches out reflexively, Aura smiles lusciously as she turns only to this side of her neck,

"You don't have to rush, you can't run away. Count a hundred, then. Huh?"

That's what he said, and he went to the next bedroom.

"... ugh"

Aura, who entered the bedroom at her toes, took one big, deep breath first as she closed the door with her back hand. Then, when you head straight to the side of the bed, switch on the LED floor stand for the bedroom that is standing there.

In the brightened bedroom, Aura now recalled what she had said and done earlier, tiding her cheeks and twisting its full-bodied body with shame.

"Ko, you have something to come inside. Are the couples of the world committing such joyful and embarrassing acts every night?

Aura hugs her body in a red evening dress with her own arms.

My heart is like a bell, and my skin, which is all over my body, is hot as if I had a fever.

"Is it true that Lord Zenzilow noticed you? Yes, no, I did, and I matched my skin. It can't be unnoticed.... well, what do I do?

Expect the first night to make your heart rattle or make your skin hot. Would they have thought she was an immutable woman?

Aura was so moved that she told me from herself and didn't realize that she was now making another name for herself "Lord Zenzilow".

Well, I can't do that either. The number of years he has lived and dived the life-threatening training ground is better than that of Yoshijiro, but his experience with the opposite sex at heart is more sublime than that of Yoshijiro, who has "one person with experience". i.e. "zero experience". She's my real biological daughter.

Unlike the royal family of men, who are sometimes required to sow more seeds, the royal family of women, who are required to receive better blood muscle seeds in their bellies, has a fairly solid concept of chastity.

For this reason, the unmarried queens, considering themselves equal-inexperienced, are almost certain.

Moreover, in the culture of the Karpua kingdom, it is common for men and women to escort. There shouldn't be any problem at all in honestly entrusting that self to Good Jiro, but what I would like to pretend to be able to afford even beyond this period is my admiration as a queen or my complacency as an older person again?

Either way, Aura, who took off her red evening dress and turned into a pair of shorts, dives into an ultra king-size bed and quietly waits for that time.

Eventually, the sound of knocking on the door you hear.

"Huh!"

'Hey, can I come in now?

To the voice of her husband heard through the door, Aura replies with a voice disguised as the calm of the usual when she takes another deep breath.

"Uhm. That's good, come in. All the best, let's welcome you, Zenzilow"

"Oh, Grandpa Shima. Huh!"

Saying so and fearfully coming in, Sanjiro breathes unexpectedly when he sees Aura being illuminated by standlights.

Laying with his feet together on the bed, the woken torso hides with an upper hanging up to the tip of his chest, gently suppressing with both hands.

"Oh, how long are you going to be in love there, Zenzilow. No need to hesitate. Look, come beside me."

Yes, from the look of Aura inviting Yoshijiro with her luscious expression, I didn't see any shards of the adorable upset until earlier.