SFO CH 11

The Young Man Ponders

That day I then went back to my room.

My husband won’t try to have a baby with me unless I am in love with him, which means he will want to have a baby with me as soon as I fall in love with him. In other words, it all hinges on my feelings for him.

He said that he would wait for my reply until the end of this month, so let’s wait until the last minute. I also need time to sort out my feelings.

The next day, my husband began his onslaught.

When I went to the dining room at breakfast time, he took my hand and held me by the waist, kissing me on the cheek.

‘Good morning Finn, you look beautiful today.’

And when I was about to leave for work, he came to see me off and hugged me in front of everyone while whispering in my ear,

“I regret not being able to see you more than anything. I don’t want to leave you for even a second.”

It was so sweet, I could spit out sugar!

And we also started sleeping together at night. I felt like I was having a crisis of chastity when he said he wanted to spend a little time with me, but he was so desperate in his pleas that I ended up nodding. Mia seemed to be a little too excited about it as well.

Whenever I said ‘good night’, he would reply with a kiss. My husband would then apologize with tears in his eyes for not saying ‘good night’ first.

After greeting each other, we would lie down with a little distance between each other, but when I woke up in the morning, my husband would usually be hugging me. The first morning, I was so surprised by this that I screamed a little, and Mia and Edna came running in.

I… Uh… It’s not what it looks like!!

I mean, look at that face! A man with that kind of face is trying to seduce me?!

How should I put it? I can only describe that face as really neat and beautiful. A smooth, straight nose, two clear, red eyes, crisp, masculine eyebrows, and thin lips. Even his slightly elongated jawline is cool. He truly is a work of art.

He is also exceptionally tall with well-toned muscles, and I think that a hug from those arms might just render anyone out of breath. Moreover, when he sees me, he comes over with a smile on his face. We wouldn’t even make eye contact at all until recently! The difference is too great!

He says his previous attitude was because he loves me so much! This is unbearably cute! How can a guy as cool as him also be this cute?!

Also, I’m hearing so many whispers of love that it even makes me wonder if this man was ever taciturn at all! Noah is a liar!

Just as I was being overwhelmed from my husband’s relentless attacks, a day off came. He had originally asked me to leave it open so that he could apologize to me, but since I had already accepted his apology, we decided to go on a normal date. My husband would be picking the place. I wonder where he’ll take me.

On that day, I dressed up a little, and was put into a horse-drawn carriage while receiving exaggerated praise, and after about an hour of riding, we arrived at the lake. Of course, while in the carriage, my husband, who was sitting right next to me, kept trying to seduce me.

He told me about things like when he started being attracted to me and what he liked about me, with words as sweet as sugar sprinkled in between. He also wanted to know more about me, so he asked me a lot of questions, like my favorite foods, my hobbies, and what I do at work. I was able to talk to my husband a lot, as if we were trying to make up for the past three years. It was a little embarrassing, but it was a meaningful time.

When we arrived at the lake, the servants who had arrived set the table and we had lunch. I think this may be the first time I have been so relaxed since I got married. The head chef’s lunch box, which is always delicious, was especially delicious when enjoyed together with my husband and everyone else.

During the lunch break, my husband and I lay down on a rug spread out on a flat surface. The wind was blowing gently, the surface of the lake was shimmering, and the sky was clear blue, making it the perfect day for a picnic.

“Husband… Thank you for today.”

“No, I should be the one thanking you. Thank you for coming with me on your day off, even though you’re tired.”

“No, in fact, I feel refreshed thanks to coming here. I would like to thank you in some way.”

“I’m glad to hear that. Well, I don’t need anything because I just wanted to spend time with you, Finn, but… If you say so, could you please do me a favor?”

“Yes! What is it?”

“Finn, can you come over here for a minute?”

What could it be? When I sat up, I looked close to my husband and saw that his head was resting on my lap.

This is…! He’s using my lap as a pillow…! I know about this, my ex-boyfriend, the junior at the student council, did this to me too!

‘H-husband?! My thighs are hard, aren’t they?”

“Hmm? Well, they’re certainly flexible. Your body is somewhat soft, too. You’re in good shape.”

After saying that, my husband makes a gesture as if he is rubbing his handsome face against my thigh.

“Mmmm. —That tickles.”

I was so tickled that I let out a strange sound. I tried to cover it up by complaining that I was ticklish, but my husband’s movements stopped suddenly.

I could see a faint hint of lust in his eyes as he looked towards me.

He gently pulled my head towards him and our lips met.

I didn’t want to stop. I wanted to be kissed.

“Mmm…”

At first, our lips only touched as if they were testing the waters. When he realized that I would not run away, he boldly put his tongue in.

“Nnnn……hmmm, ah……nnn.”

Before I knew it, my back was hitting the rug.

Huh? Wasn’t my husband’s head resting on my lap just a moment ago…?

Master gently pressed my hands against the ground.

“Finn, Finn, oh… so beautiful.”

“Nn, ah, husband… mmm…”

“Finn, please call me Al.”

“A-Al…?”

“Oh, Finn!! Thank you!! Today is the best day.”

After that, under the blue sky, I was tossed around with extremely sensual kisses, to the point where my knees gave way once again, and I was also princess-carried by my cheery husband into the carriage when it was time to return home. He’s an adult man 5 years older than me, you know. I thought I was going to die of embarrassment.

That night in bed, I thought about my feelings.

How do I feel about my husband?

I was thrilled when he spoke sweetly to me, and I didn’t mind kissing him at all. In fact, I even wanted to be kissed.

Then, do I like my husband…?

I don’t know.

Maybe I’m just excited to be seduced by a handsome guy.

What was it like with the junior and the student council president?

I think I had strong feelings of love for the junior. It might have been my instinct as a male, but I wanted to protect him, I wanted to make him moan. It was the same feeling as those with whom I’ve casually spent the night in the past.

I was inexplicably attracted to the student council president because of his ability. He was always confident and had the ability to propose things that everyone else would shy away from. He had the strong conviction to get others involved and get things done. A charisma that made everyone want to work for him. Being recognized and trusted by such a person would fill anyone with an overwhelming sense of superiority. Because of all that and the sweet expressions and occasional vulnerability that he would show only to a lover, I felt unbelievable love for him. It was to the point where I was willing to allow him to take the active role in bed.

Oh, maybe I’m starting to miss the president a little…

No, no, that’s over now.

That’s right. What kind of person is my husband?

He has succeeded in several businesses since he was a student, and is so capable that he was appointed the head of the family at the tender age of 22. But I didn’t see any of that up close.

What I know about him…

That he’s kind. That he’s a little clumsy. That he has a cute side that makes even Sebas and Edna flinch. That he’s been talking to me a lot, trying to make up for the past three years. That he wants to know about me. That he loves me.

Honestly, I think there is plenty of affection from my end as well. Otherwise, there’s no way a kiss would feel so good, or that I would even want to kiss him at all.

But I still can’t find anything that will make me say ‘This is why I love him!’ 

I feel like he’s just being carried away by his face—which looks like it was carved by angels—and sweet demeanor.

Hmmm, a little more…

I guess I’ll have to spend a little more time with him.

We have been married for 3 years, but there are so many things I don’t know.