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"Xiaoyu, you were so looking forward to getting married...but now it's so shabby. I'm so sorry."

"Nothing."

Tamamonomae rubbed her head gently against Ian's chest as if she was acting coquettishly.

"Mr. Abe."

"This is actually the best treatment I can enjoy at this time."

"How can this be the best treatment?"

There was a hint of guilt in Ian's eyes, and his voice became a little trembling.

This was a situation that even her younger sister Joan of Arc could not match at that time.

"Obviously, everything needed for marriage is not prepared at all... How can it be said to be the best treatment?"

"Xiaoyu, I know you're considerate, but you don't have to go out of your way to make me happy."

"I didn't do anything to make you happy."

Tamamonomae responded to Ian in a very serious tone.

"But this is really the case."

"Mr. Abe, everyone is doing their best to help me."

"Help in every possible way?" Ian was a little confused.

"Yeah." Tamamonomae nodded.

"The tea I am drinking now was brewed by Miss Mashu."

"And the towel was provided by that kid Mordred."

"As for the wedding dress, it was Miss Olga Marie who asked for it for me."

"Ms. Fujimaru Ritsuka, who cannot provide these, is willing to help me pour tea... although it is a little inaccurate."

"Everyone is helping me plan this wedding. I want to give Mr. Abe a perfect experience."

"so--"

"I think that being like this is already the best situation!"

"..."

Ian completely understood Tamamonomae's thoughts at this moment.

For her, who had been scorned for so many crimes, this was the first time she experienced the feeling of collective wisdom and naturally felt it was quite perfect.

In that case——

There is no need for me to be a bad guy.

This was the best wedding ever for her!

"I understand."

Ian hugged Tamamonomae a little tighter.

"If you like it, that's fine."

"Yeah." Tamamonomae enjoyed the man's hug with happiness in her eyes.

"This is the wedding I've been waiting for."

"But then again—"

Tamamonomae tilted her head back and looked at Ian.

"There is actually something I haven't mentioned yet."

"Oh? What's that?"

"that is--"

Tamamonomae looked at the two extremely dishonest hands that were crawling onto her chest with a look of delight on her face.

"Mr. Abe."

"I... feel like you have the aura of a dragon."

"what?!"

261. The Love of a Good Wife Fox/The Breath of a Dragon/The Wedding Night Ends (4k)

"Ok?"

Ian temporarily stopped playing with Tamamonomae's proud breasts and looked down at her in his arms.

"The breath of a dragon?"

"Xiaoyu, what do you mean?"

"simply put--"

The fox demon looked at the two hands on her chest and felt secretly happy.

"It is that I, Mr. Abe, felt a feeling very similar to that of a 'dragon'."

"..."

Ian didn't think there was anything wrong with Tamamonomae's remarks.

after all--

If you really look into it, you will find that I do have a close relationship with the "dragon".

But the man soon realized another problem.

"Xiaoyu...then how do you know about creatures like 'dragons'?"

You know, although there is the legend of "One Hundred Demons Night Parade" in the Heian period, based on Ian's own experience of living there, it doesn't seem like a place where one can understand "dragons".

How did Tamamonomae know about this creature?

"This one……"

Tamamonomae tilted her head back, with only her beloved man left in her eyes.

"I'm afraid you'll be unhappy if I tell you this."

"what?"

Ian was a little confused.

But seeing Tamamonomae's worried look, he still comforted her:

"Well...you go first."

"As for whether I should be angry or not, I will judge for myself - most likely I won't be angry, after all, Xiaoyu, you are so cautious in doing things."

"I trust your decision."

"..."

After hearing the man's answer, Tamamonomae felt a little relieved.

She nodded, and then answered:

"Mr. Abe."

"I...actually, I learned about the creature called 'dragon' from a female pen pal during those lonely days."

"..."

"Mr. Abe, your eyes are weird... Are you angry?"

"Nothing." Ian smiled and shook his head.

"I just didn't expect that Xiaoyu, you would think that such a thing could make me angry... Am I such a person who gets angry easily in your mind?"

"Of course not." Tamamonomae quickly denied Ian's statement.

"I... am just afraid that Mr. Abe would not support me having a pen pal."

“How could I not support it?”

Ian placed a gentle kiss on Tamamonomae's forehead.

This is the simplest way of comfort.

"As long as it's something appropriate, I will be the first person to support you."

"besides--"

"Xiaoyu, you are not my appendage. You can have your own ideas... Do you understand?"

"Mr. Abe..."

After hearing this, Tamamonomae's eyes showed a little more love for Ian.

"My concubine understands."

"Ah That's good."

Ian's hands continued his indecent behavior on Tamamonomae's breasts.

That was a place that only he could enjoy—the soft yet elastic touch brought him extreme satisfaction.

The fox demon also began to hum during this process.

"Tell me about it—"

"What kind of pen pal can let you know about creatures like 'dragons'?"

Experiencing the caress from her lover, Tamamonomae relaxed a little bit, and even the big tail hidden under her wedding dress began to move.

"The name of the pen pal——"

"My name is Kiyohime."

"Wait a minute!" Ian's hands, which were enjoying Tamamonomae's breasts, stopped again.

"Xiaoyu...are you sure it's 'Kiyohime'?"

"Yes." Tamamonomae nodded seriously with a blushing face, "I can confirm that the pen pal is Kiyohime."

"Mr. Abe."

"Do you know her?"

"..."

Realizing that there was no point in hiding it from Tamamonomae, Ian quickly gave his answer.

"You can't say that we know each other."

"We met once before... in the singularity."

Ian recalled the scene in his mind.

Among the servants summoned by her younger sister Jeanne, there is Kiyohime.

It was a loli-shaped servant who looked quite cute and was holding a fan in her hand.

But when she spoke, there was always an indescribable horrible feeling.

Ian couldn't say he didn't like her, but at least he would take the initiative to keep a certain distance from her.

"Eh?"

Tamamonomae's eyes brightened a little.

She looked quite happy to have found something in common between herself and Ian.

"Then it seems that the fate of this concubine and Mr. Abe is indeed intertwined."

"Even this kind of thing——"

“We can also find points of connection with each other.”

Knowing that this was Tamamonomae's little thought, Ian did not intend to object to her statement.

"Yeah, I think so too."