A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

She's never been so pretentious when she's on an adventure.

It seems that after being with Bray, she wants more and more things.

I've become increasingly greedy.

She was clearly someone who could be easily satisfied, but it was still Bray's fault for fulfilling her own desires.

I've made myself want gifts, and I've made myself want to eat cake.

It made her always want to be hugged by this guy.

“We don’t have an oven,” Bray said irritably.

"It's okay, steaming a cake is the same."

"Levy, Nia, let's go home and make a cake!" she shouted, waving vigorously at the little girls in the distance.

“Oh!” Levy and Nia responded in unison.

The Gemini Dragons shuddered, sensing that they were about to embark on another journey.

The very next second that they thought this, Bray patted Little You's dragon head.

“Let’s go back,” Bray said.

Xiao You desperately wanted to say "Can't you not?", but she couldn't bring herself to say it.

Then, two dragon roars echoed across the wasteland.

The dragon's roar echoed in the sky, leaving behind patterns of birds and flowers that shimmered on the ground.

This pattern will likely continue until the energy is depleted before fading.

After a period of time, it will be bitten and torn apart by monsters and cease to exist.

Thinking about it this way, Bray's birthday celebration was really a waste.

However, compared to Naruko, who is always a spendthrift idiot, I am particularly frugal.

We can't always let Naruko squander money; Bray needs to squander money once too, right?

The twin dragons once again traversed the wasteland, flying towards the Imperial Capital Safe Zone.

That night, many people in the safe zone vaguely saw two giant dragons soaring in the sky near the safe zone.

Fortunately, the two dragons did not linger, nor did they seem to want to. Moonlight streamed into the simple wooden hut.

On the dining table was a steamed cake made by a few people who weren't very good at cooking.

The cake, with only a few bites left, was casually placed on the plate.

The kitchen was a mess, but Bray, who was used to cleaning up on time every time, didn't bother to do so.

The dirty utensils were simply soaked in water first.

Levy didn't crawl into bed; instead, she slept on the windowsill as usual.

Because Bray knew about Levy's habit, he specially prepared bedding on the windowsill.

With the soft bedding, Lebby could sleep very soundly.

Nia, exhausted from playing, fell asleep on the spot and was carried back to her room by Bray.

The last two sat on the roof.

Naruko nestled lazily in Bray's arms, being held naturally by him.

She lifted her eyelids and looked up at the sky shrouded in night.

"I feel like the scenery in the safe zone is so different from the place you found," Naruko said softly.

“I searched for ages to find that one, there’s no comparison.” Bray said it was only natural.

If the "scenic spots" he spent so much time finding are not as good as the safe zone, then what was the point of spending so many days there?

"Hey, hold on tighter." Taking advantage of it being her birthday, Naruko arrogantly ordered around Bray.

Bray rolled his eyes, but still hugged Naruko tightly.

"Why did Xiaoyou and Xiaoxue go back first?" Naruko asked, leaning against Bree's arm.

“It’s probably because the safe zone is not a safe place for them,” Bray explained to Naruko.

"Really? What a pity."

"I was thinking of giving them a few bites of cake; they probably haven't eaten this before."

"To be honest, what you guys cooked wasn't very good," Bray said honestly.

Compared to her own cooking skills, Naruko was really no good, not to mention that Nia and Levy were also involved.

However, I can eat anything I make myself.

Bray ate very little, but the others ate with great relish; an uninformed person would have thought the cake was delicious.

Naruko lay down in the most comfortable position possible.

At this moment, the two of them were surprisingly not at all ambiguous.

Only a faint emotion lingered between the two of them.

There was no attempt to ask for a passionate kiss, nor any desire for a warm embrace.

At that moment, all Naruko wanted was to lie comfortably in Bray's arms and to be one with him.

At this moment, the whole world consisted of only himself and Bray.

"Brey." Naruko, like a child, grabbed Bray's rough right hand and started playing with it.

She placed her hand on her face, and for some reason, a serene smile appeared on her face.

Unlike her usual wild and erratic behavior, she was unusually quiet at this moment.

A quiet beauty.

Because she didn't want to be so active, she just wanted to stay by Bray's side.

"What's wrong?" Bray smoothed the pink-haired idiot's messy hair.

When she was playing around, her hair got all messed up, like a bird's nest.

After some effort, Bray finally managed to fix Naruko's hair.

"Have you ever thought about why life is so unequal?" Naruko asked quietly.

"Do you think it's unfair?" Bray countered.

I don't think so.

“If even you don’t feel it’s unequal, why should I feel it’s unequal?”

"Hmm, that seems to make sense."

“This question could be answered with either equality or inequality; it just depends on which answer the listener wants to hear,” Bray replied in a very gentle voice.

"You're not suited to asking such profound questions."

"Then what should I ask?"

“You should ask, ‘Do you want cake again tomorrow?’” Bray said.

"Hehe, are we going to have cake again tomorrow?" Naruko asked, following Bree's lead.

There's still some left on the table; we'll finish it tomorrow.

"Can you still eat food that's been left overnight?"

"It won't kill me, so we can't waste it," Bray said casually, pressing his face against Naruko's.

Naruko's face flushed slightly; even though they were an old married couple, she was still a little shy at this moment.

"Brai, will you stay with me forever?" Even though Naruko was already hugging Bray, she still wanted to hug Bray even more.

It was as if simply holding him like this wasn't enough.

She has achieved the goal she had been pursuing ever since she ran away from home as a child.

I really, really feel very lucky and happy.

"If I don't stay with you for life... then who will I stay with for life?" Bray tilted his head and asked, somewhat puzzled.

Indeed, Bray was puzzled, because wasn't it only natural that he should accompany Naruko for life?

Of course.

There was no reason to give up, no reason to leave; she was his wife, so it was destined.

"Don't worry, I don't plan to cheat on you."

“You can cheat on someone, you can just go for whoever you fancy,” Naruko said playfully, swaying her body.

However, there was a hint of seriousness in his tone.

"No, not interested." Bray pinched Naruko's pretty face and said expressionlessly.

"Then it's a promise, you'll stay with me for the rest of your life."

"We agreed it would be for a lifetime. If it's a year less, a month less, or an hour less, it's not a lifetime."

“Of course,” Bray said.

He never makes promises lightly, but he would still make promises to Naruko.

"Pinky promise," Naruko said, extending her little finger with an air of seriousness.

Are you a child?

“I’m just a child,” Naruko said unreasonably.

Bray eventually made a pinky promise with Naruko, his fingers so thin they looked as if they would break if pulled.

"Look, it's a meteor shower." Naruko pointed into the distance, where countless meteors streaked across the sky.

"It's probably just some random concept from some silver-tier player," Bray said, clearly disappointed.

"Who cares, as long as it looks good."

"Brave, remember to stay up all night together," Naruko reminded Bray.

“I remember.” Bray nodded, looking at the seemingly endless meteor shower.

One white line after another swept across the black canvas.

"Brai, are you asleep?" Naruko asked after a while.

“I didn’t sleep,” Bray replied irritably.

The two quietly enjoyed the night and the warmth of each other.

Are you asleep?

"No."

What exactly is love? Some say it's worthless, while others say it's a heavy burden.

So, do we still need love?

Naruko didn't know, and she wasn't sure either, but for now she felt great. She just didn't know if this could be considered love.

If you don't know, just assume it is.

Are you asleep?

"No."

Are you asleep?

"Still very lucid."

"Are you still awake?"

"Awake."

"Don't fall asleep!"

"understood."

Then a few minutes passed, half an hour passed, and several hours passed.