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Happy Life
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- Good thing I came, then,” the little troublemaker nodded energetically and looked around the store, checking if they had taken down all the decorations or not, then thoughtfully twirled the cigar. - So... how is it done properly? Hmm... something about inhaling, exhaling? I don't really understand.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
Ment
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- That would have been reckless. I think even the Empress wouldn't have spared you for that. - He lowered his head, looking away, which was uncharacteristic of him. - I admit, it was my fault.
-- I understand you. You wanted to please me, and besides, it was a matter of pride. To do everything alone, at the highest level. To show that in your element, you have no equal. That you don't just wear a tailored suit for show, -- at that moment, she carefully hands him perfume. -- Just as I, time and time again, crave an uncompromising victory on the battlefield.
-- But you forgot something important. This important thing is that you are no longer alone. You don't need to do everything yourself, and if there were any concerns, any need to expand the search area, or to kill underground mutant rats, or simply to light your way, I was ready at any moment and could easily mobilize anyone.
-- When I first came to Margel to pay homage to the Overlord, she told me that one is not a warrior in the field, and I had spent almost half my life wandering alone with short breaks. I stopped considering myself part of a team a long time ago, and, to be honest, I was even a little arrogant. "I can manage them, of course, but it will all come to what usually happens," I thought. But now you know, I would have been lying in a grave more than once if I didn't have such reliable allies. Like them – and like you. We need each other, Am, if we want to become what we hope to be, an unwavering example for everyone.
Fyr's quiet, heartfelt speech paused, and a smile showed that there was no trace of anger left.
-- The main thing is that you are okay. Perhaps, I will ask you to share your adventures, out of interest, and because I haven't given up on this matter yet, although I won't return to it at the cost of anxiety.
She herself set an example by telling a little about herself:
-- And, by the way, good morning. It's amazing, the sun has risen, and no one has attacked us, neither singularities nor the undead. We fought one, together with the tournament guys. I had to use my leadership talent and vocal cords... It was dangerous, but nothing. Stallia knocked me unconscious and wanted to take me (and two others) with her, but in the end, it turned out a little differently. And then you and I won the couples competition. See? -- she frowned again. -- The strength of our bond was especially appreciated, which confirms everything I said.
She fell silent, giving him time to process everything.
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Everything had already been cleaned up – it wasn't a recreation room or a store, just a regular hall.
- First, you need to cut the tip and light it, but I've already done that. - Phantom said this as if he expected it to become a daily habit for Aiyano. - First of all, don't rush, as I mentioned before, it's a meditative process and it should relax you, not stress you out. Bring it to your lips and slowly inhale the smoke, hold it in your mouth for a few seconds, and exhale, but don't inhale it into your lungs – you should enjoy the taste. Don't forget to rotate the cigar occasionally and take a puff every half minute so it doesn't go out. And make sure the tip doesn't get wet with saliva, otherwise the taste might also be ruined.
- First, you need to cut the tip and light it, but I've already done that. - Phantom said this as if he expected it to become a daily habit for Aiyano. - First of all, don't rush, as I mentioned before, it's a meditative process and it should relax you, not stress you out. Bring it to your lips and slowly inhale the smoke, hold it in your mouth for a few seconds, and exhale, but don't inhale it into your lungs – you should enjoy the taste. Don't forget to rotate the cigar occasionally and take a puff every half minute so it doesn't go out. And make sure the tip doesn't get wet with saliva, otherwise the taste might also be ruined.
Heroist
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Late in the morning, he is awakened not by a dragon king, but by that very admiral.
- Good morning! - Smiling broadly, she places her hand on his face and looks intently into his eyes. - So, when are we going to get married? It's not good to break traditions.
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Happy Life
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Ayano tries to keep all these instructions in mind and follow them, constantly missing something and trying to correct it, and as a result, the whole process turns into a chaotic mess.
- And this... is more complicated than it seems, - she puffs, barely managing not to cough and blinking back tears from the smoke that got into her eyes.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
Драккошка
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– We’ll have to postpone the wedding, – Guyon sighed sadly, shoving the last piece of sausage into his mouth and taking a large gulp of brine. – There won’t be your dress. There won’t be rings. There won’t be a cake from Alaria… – He glanced cautiously at Beata, but she maintained a stony expression, – …so we’ll just keep living as an unmarried couple, yay, – he sadly saluted with the jar of brine.
– Guyosh, are you an idiot? – Beata snorted. – What will this wedding give us? An official status – that’s cool, of course. More rights and opportunities and all that. But…
– …and you also said that I could officially list my marital status as “slave” when we get married, – Guyon giggled into the jar.
– I’ll hit you right now, Guyosh, – she smirked.
– Heh, and you smiled for the first time this evening.
– Because you’re a jerk. You know how to cheer me up, – Beata smiled shyly, lowering her gaze.
– Glad to be of service, my lady, – he smirked in response.
– …that’s what I was leading up to – we’re closer to each other than husband and wife, even without a wedding.
– …but I’m still not sure if I should introduce you as my lady, and you introduce me as your…
– Just as yours, – Beata snorted. – Forget it, seriously. That damn curse has been gone for almost a month, it’s time for you to get used to freedom.
– And I have. I felt freer even under the curse when I was with you. Because you’re the best.
– Okay, you convinced me. We’ll order rings from the boss, I’ll make a dress out of a curtain… And I’ll bake a cake, fine.
– Oh no, no, no, you’re not going to bake a cake.
– …?
– Margel has had enough disasters. Or do you want the port district to turn into a crater just like the center?
– Oh, I don’t cook that badly.
– Okay, okay. By the way, there are many different no-bake cakes. Tiramisu, cheesecake, just take cookies and spread them with condensed milk…
– Guyosh, Guyosh…
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She fell silent, giving him time to process everything.
- Maybe I should move in with you? - he finally said, uttering his first words after a long silence. - If you can't come to me because of your duties, then what else is left to do so that we can always be ready to help each other? If singularities or undead attack, we'll be far apart so we can quickly regroup.
- And to you as well. - deciding that he likes these cheerful expressions after waking up more than before, he smiles in response: - Ha-ha, even now! But besides our customs, there are also yours... According to which, I think I need to first order engagement rings from "someone," then invite you to a secret dinner date, and finally, with a face flushed with embarrassment, propose on one knee, anxiously awaiting your answer... Am I missing anything?
Ayano tries to keep all these instructions in her head and go through them, constantly missing something and trying to correct it, and as a result, the whole process turns into a confused mess.
- And this... is more complicated than it seems, - she puffs, almost coughing and blinking back tears from the smoke that got in her eyes.
Happy Life
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- Just like with everything in life.
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After barely managing to finish the chicken and finally coming to her senses, she reaches into her bag:
- Besides that, I also have another matter... - a sphere emerges from the bag. - I need to determine exactly what it is. There aren't many people I can think of who are knowledgeable enough about oddities. But... please exercise extreme caution. This thing came from a very strange and evil... my doppelganger. Besides that, something else fell out of it. A well-known "diamond," one of those that "She" likes to collect. This is to make it clear that I didn't find this ball at a flea market. It's a serious matter, and we need to figure it out.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
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- We'll have to postpone the wedding, - Guyon sighed sadly, stuffing the last piece of sausage into his mouth and taking a large gulp of brine. - There won't be a dress. There won't be rings. There won't be a cake from Alaria... - He glanced warily at Beata, but she maintained a stony expression, - ...so we'll just go on being unmarried, yay, - he sadly saluted with the jar of brine.
- Guyosh, are you an idiot? - Beata snorted. - What good will this wedding do us? An official status - that's cool, of course. More rights and opportunities and all that. But...
- ...and you also said that I could officially write my marital status as "slave" when we get married, - Guyon giggled into the jar.
- I'm going to hit you, Guyosh, - she smirked.
- Heh, and you smiled for the first time this evening.
- Because you're an ass. You know how to cheer me up, - Beata smiled shyly, lowering her gaze.
- Glad to be of service, my lady, - he smirked in response.
- ...that's what I was getting at, that we're closer to each other than husband and wife, even without a wedding.
- ...but I'm still not sure if I should introduce you as my lady, and you introduce me as your...
- Just as yours, - Beata snorted. - Forget it, seriously. This damn curse has been gone for almost a month, it's time for you to get used to freedom.
- And I have. I felt freer even under the curse when I was with you. Because you're the best.
- Okay, you convinced me. We'll order rings from the boss, I'll make a dress out of a curtain... And I'll bake a cake, fine.
- Oh no, no, no, you're not going to bake a cake.
- ...?
- Margel has had enough disasters. Or do you want the port district to turn into a crater like the center?
- Oh, I'm not that bad of a cook.
- Okay, okay. By the way, there are many different no-bake cakes. Tiramisu, cheesecake, just take cookies and spread them with condensed milk...
- Guyosha, Guyosha...
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- As with all things in life.
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Having somehow finished the chicken and finally coming to her senses, she reaches into her bag:
- Among other things, I have another question... - a sphere emerges from the bag. - I would like to determine exactly what it is. There are few people I can think of who are knowledgeable enough about curiosities. But... please exercise extreme caution. This thing fell out of a very strange and evil... my double. Among other things, something else fell out of it. A well-known "diamond" that "She" likes to collect. This is to make it clear that I didn't find this ball at a flea market. It's a serious matter, it needs to be investigated.
Heroist
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- It would make sense if we had just started dating, but I think it's too late for that; we already live together like a married couple. And frankly, I'm not familiar with the usual order of things – you know, I haven't been married before.
He lowers his feet to the wooden floor and stretches again, this time not from fatigue. —And how did you sleep? I hope I didn't snore or hog all the blankets...
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Happy Life
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- So, unless another crisis happens. What does "work on it" mean, and what makes this... "series" so great?
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
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- It is believed that if you don't formalize your marriage vows before the Goddess-Mother, your souls will be separated after death, - said Astellia, who was tidying up and whom everyone had probably already forgotten, - so I wouldn't ignore such things if I were you.
- Can I help with the cleaning? - asked Guyon.
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—"Technically," our cohabitation didn't initially happen because of some romantic development... —flexing his impressive abs, he sits up in one swift motion: —...But after we went through hell together, and I mean that literally, I think it's "about time" we stop acting like just a "married couple." Because, gods be good, I don't want to wake up in the unknown future and not be sure that I haven't tied the knot with my soulmate. —He gently strokes the captain's cheek with the back of his hand. —So, leave the church stuff and rings for the bonuses to me, and once we restore Criderar, I'll arrange a beautiful, traditional folk wedding for us... if you want, of course.
He lowers his feet to the wooden floor and stretches again, this time not from fatigue. —And how did you sleep? I hope I didn't snore or hog all the blankets...
- So, unless another crisis happens. What do you mean by "work," and what's so special about this... "series"?
Heroist
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- After yesterday, I passed out almost immediately; it felt like we walked around the entire city several times, and then there was that contest in the park, followed by the arena battles and that chaos... No surprises there. As for the people – well, I hope your fellow countrymen will accept me alright, considering your new status and everything... By the way, since there's no church, could we ask the princess to marry us? I mean, she should be able to do that, right? And do you think it would be too presumptuous of us?
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