My Wife Is the Devil

Garosu-gil lined with bare trees that do not hang a single leaf. The cold wind that announces the coming of winter blows through the branches of the trees, and a faint sound is heard.

It was a very naughty atmosphere. Ordinary people would think of a house with a warm fireplace, rubbing their cold hands and hastening their steps. Not to mention the act of affection.

“So Julius, you don’t have to endure it any longer. I’m doing my best like I used to. yes?”

However, the high-ranking demon Cecil, who showed off her rich brown hair and beautiful beauty, and who had a loving husband in her heart, was showing off her demonic skills to the fullest, regardless of the atmosphere.

“… … .”

“Have you already forgotten? When I had Leyra, they did it even if they couldn’t.”

Embracing Julius, who just swallowed his drool without saying a word, Cecil acted like a mother who told her a lullaby. Whispering in a soft and sweet voice, he patted Julius’ broad back.

‘done. done! Is this enough for me to win? right?’

On the inside, she exploded the celebratory cannon of victory and was shivering as usual, but on the outside, she was the perfect fairy herself. No matter how much he looked at women like a stone, Julius looked like a stone, but he had an alluring and benevolent figure that could not be denied.

“… … Hmm.”

Could it be that he couldn’t resist Cecil’s temptation in the end? Julius narrowed his brow and furrowed his brow, but slowly embraced her slender waist.

Julius’s large hand touched the knot of the belt decorated with pure white frills.

“Right, right. Yes, well thought out.”

At the touch of the man from his waist, Cecil stroked Julius’s head as if praising a child.

“It’s soft. As I said, you look good with long hair.”

Every time he stroked his hair, between Cecil’s thin white fingers, Julius’ long blonde hair was entwined. It felt like soft silk. Just stroking his hair all day like this would be a fun way to spend time.

‘Of course, that’s not good either. If it’s the day after a hot night.’

But Cecil was poisoned. The current temptation wasn’t just to satisfy one’s own desires.

‘I have to caress the wounded Julius.’

The reason Cecil pushed Julius so hard was simple. It was because he wanted to return Julius, who had changed, to his original form.

“… … Washroom.”

“Yes, I am here. Julius.”

Suddenly, Julius was kissing Cecil’s pure white neck softly. His hot breath ran down the nape of his neck and spread all over his body.

“… … .”

She closed her eyes and savored Julius’ warmth with her whole body. It felt as if everything had gone wrong. It was an illusion, though I knew it better than anyone.

“ha… … .”

The washroom has changed. Between Cecil 5 years ago and Cecil now, there is a gap that spans eons. It can no longer go back to its original state.

But Julius was not yet late. He was by no means such a blunt man. Although he had a strong sense of responsibility and tried to fulfill his duties as a representative of his convictions, Julius was basically an insincere and playful man. Sleeping was also very active. The reason he had turned into the blunt he is now was simple. Cecil’s death, separation from the woman he loved, had ruined the man named Julius.

Cecil wanted to fix it. He wanted to somehow caress the scars left by a lowly demon like himself.

“… … Don’t keep irritating me.”

Julius buried his face in Cecil’s neck and whispered softly. The grip that held the knot of the belt grew stronger.

…but that was it. In the end, Julius was not swayed by the man’s nature, and Cecil did not like it.

“Before, when I asked you to stop, you didn’t listen.”

“… … The request from that time, please do it now.”

Even referring to the time when they naturally blended flesh even if they only met each other’s eyes, Julius did not falter any more. The right hand, which seemed to have loosened the belt at any moment, had lost its strength.

“You really don’t?”

“… … There’s no way you can do that in the middle of the street. I am a priest It is a body that serves God.”

Julius pushed Cecil away and adjusted his clothes. Even the excuses that were raised every time they were in trouble were banal.

“Hmm… … .”

Cecil looked at Julius, who was trembling with his eyes half closed, as if nothing had happened in the past. It was like a true god of faithfulness when he was tying his collar with a grim expression on his face. Even if he was a noble priest who kept his chastity throughout his life, he believed it.

“… … A body that serves God.”

“Yes. As a body that serves God, you can’t lust after a woman on the street.”

Now that he had completely regained his composure, Julius calmly answered Cecil’s clear voice. Then he slowly turned around and walked towards Roarin Street.

“But you are not a priest.”

Facing such Julius, Cecil opened his mouth with a fresh smile. A pleasant chill was felt from the silver necklace hanging from the back of his neck.

“… … Of course not. I am an inquisitor.”

To Cecil’s words, feeling that there was some kind of scheming, Julius gave an obedient answer, even though he was skeptical. It was because Julius, who was a pathetic woman, had no choice but to ignore Cecil’s words.

“Then, why did you do that on the balcony?”

And towards Julius like that, Cecil nodded and put the magic words in his mouth. It was the trump card that he had cherished and saved.

“… … !”

“Aren’t faithful servants of God not greedy for women outside?”

“… … That, it.”

“Ugh, Julius is a liar.”

Cecil barely swallowed the laughter that erupted from within, and continued speaking to Julius. He couldn’t see his face, but his trembling shoulders could tell that he was seriously embarrassed.

“Then, I promise not to take it out… !”

“That’s what Cecil promised when he was a human, so now that he’s a demon, it’s invalid.”

“… … .”

Julius was literally sunk by the number of treasuries Cecil had cherished and cherished. Perhaps he was speechless, he just held and extended his rather large hand.

“Hmm, hmm.”

Cecil patted the corners of his trembling lips and coughed a few times, then walked towards Julius. Just by looking at his back, it was clear that he was restless.

“I still have tears in my eyes when I think of that time.”

“… … It was a momentary mistake.”

“Again, you lie. You treated me so badly.”

Cecil, who pretended to wipe away tears, made fun of Julius, who was rarely embarrassed, wrapped his hands around his waist. I felt tight muscles through the thin shirt.

“I’m sorry. I made a mistake, so stop harassing me now.”

“This is a bee, Julius. If you attacked me like a man here, you would have forgiven me, but try to imitate your past self a little bit.”

“The wind is so cold, how did you do that?”

“… … .”

As if in trouble, Julius even motioned for excuses, but Cecil didn’t say anything and just rubbed the cheeks on Julius’ wide back.

“It is windy. It’s not good for your body to stay here. Let’s go in now.”

Still thinking that his wife was a sickly woman, Julius struggled to let the Cecil off his back. However, instead of falling, Cecil continued to hold Julius’ waist tightly and continued talking.

“Don’t do that. Now that this has happened, let’s talk about the past for a moment.”

“… … What do you mean?”

Not at the alluring voice of seducing a man, but at Cecil’s child-like words, Julius relaxed his shoulders as if he had finally resigned and turned his head slightly.

A mixture of embarrassment and shame was flowing in the golden eyes that were shining brightly even in the dark night street.

“What do you mean?”

Cecil let his words down and gave a playful smile. When we whispered love, when we hit our navels on the bed, even if we threw fists at each other, we had a rare opportunity to make fun of Julius, who could never win, so I couldn’t help but feel excited.

“Well, sweet memories from the balcony. What else can you do?”

“… … ok.”

When the word ‘balcony’ came out of Cecil’s mouth again, Julius let out a moan and shook his head. It was because he remembered his past self, who could not hold back the man’s lust.

“It was a historic moment. It was the day I lost my virginity.”

However, Cecil, whether Julius was suffering or not, began to recite memories of the past in a soft voice. It may be a dark history that Julius wants to erase, but for Cecil, it was a romantic memory that still makes his heart pound.

“I thought I wanted to roll in bed with you all day. After all, there was a royal ball that day.”

“… … It was.”

“It was a big deal back then. After all, I almost got caught on the first day that I lost my innocence…”

Cecil put the past moments in his mouth, and flicked his slender fingers to and fro and tapped Julius’ stomach. The fingers bounced off the strong muscles, and it looked like you were hitting the keys of a piano.

“You were so cool that day. It was like a beast. I was like a knight.”

“… … It was a childish mistake when I was young.”

“Don’t say it was a mistake. It is a precious memory for me.”

After saying those words, Cecil kept his mouth shut for a moment and hummed. It wasn’t the nameless anthem that he usually sang, it was a grand symphony that nobles would like. It didn’t fit very well with the tree-lined road of dry leaves.

If you’re looking for a place to hang out with… .

It was the kind of song that would fit a place like a royal ballroom.

So, I thought about the room. I didn’t even have to work so hard to trace my memory. It was enough to hum and hum with a wiggle of fingers.

It happened in a ballroom where a grand and majestic symphony was played.

A perfect day when a woman named Cecil Lionelta gave only joy to a man named Julius.

It really was enough to re-weave to the devil’s hand.