âYou who were carried and you who carried are amazing in many ways.â
I hid my face behind Mersonâs back and groaned, âuuhhâ in pain. I am unknowingly attracting attention as if I was a famous tourist attraction without knowing that the eyes of those around me were gathered here.
The banquet started in the evening when the sun went down, but the employees had to prepare before that, so we were called out early in the morning.
I was overworked both mentally and physically yesterday, surrounded by fatigue, so of course, I was unable to get up early, and I would have been late if Merson hadnât woken me up with a deep tongue morning kiss.
It was good until I barely woke up, when the muscles in my body screamed in pain and it was difficult to take a single step. Climbing up and down the high stairs of the temple, being caught by those bad people, and having a hot night with Merson⌠No no. Well anyhow, my limbs creaked like a broken machine.
In the end, Merson carried me to County Abitz.
âWhat happened overnight that you canât even walk?â
âI can walk. I have a little muscle pain.â
Evanâs eyes narrowed. The corners of his lips twitched up, and he made a smirk. Evan tapped Mersonâs forearm and nodded his head.
âIf you are newlyweds, thatâs possible. But itâs the day before the banquet, why donât you put up with it. Kuht.â
âItâs notâŚâŚ !â
Fwooshâ
My face burned hot and I reflexively tried to scream âno!â, but I automatically shut my mouth. Evanâs face becomes more slick.
âWhy did you stop? I was just saying it, I guess itâs true?â
â⌠Be quiet, Evan.â
âNo, why? A good newlywed couple can have sex! It is not a sin.â
âHey⌠you really.â
I wanted to cover my ears at the blatant words. I think it would be better if I could twist his lips as much as I could, but since Iâm in a pitiful situation like a sick chicken on Mersonâs back, I couldnât take any action and had to do it in my imagination.
However, Evan did not stop there and approached Merson in a stealthy step.
âYou must have used some strength? Seeing your wife get to that point.â
âHey, thatâs sexual harassment. Merson! Say something.â
Merson, who had kept his mouth shut all the time, nodded his head.
âI didnât use any strength. Erina canât stand itâŚâŚ.â
âYou too shut up!â
I hastily covered Mersonâs mouth. Youâre even worse, huh?!
Evan, who was listening, burst into laughter.
âPuhaha! Seriously, if you have a body like Merson, you donât have to work hard.â
I gave the shrugging Evan a death glare, then tapped Merson on the shoulder.
âGet me down.â
âAre you okay?â
âYes. I will have to leave soon anyway, so you canât carry me around all the time.â
We were assigned different places. I am at the onion peeling warehouse, and Merson is the banquet hall where the distinguished guests are being served.
âThen Iâll take you to the front.â
âI donât want to hear what kind of rebuke the chief attendant will say if we get caught. Thatâs okay.â
I pushed Mersonâs back and moved my butt, and Merson leaned over and carefully let my feet touch the ground safely.
Before long, the door to the main building opened and the command to come in was given. The people waiting outside the door went up the stairs at once.
âUgh- my whole body.â
Even though I have only climbed one space, my body feels numb. My body flinched, and Merson hurriedly grabbed my arm and supported me.
âIâm not a sick person.â
âThen Iâll piggyback you up to the stairs.â
âDonât say the same thing over and over again.â
âWhat about a princess carry?â
âI donât want it even more!â
Evan, who had climbed far above us, suddenly stood at the entrance of the main building and began to urge us to hurry.
âWhoever sees it will know that he is a husband, who takes care of his wife with utmost sincerity.â
I was neither piggyback-ed nor princess-carried, but I managed to climb the stairs to the end of the stairs with Mersonâs support. As we walked down the long hallway and came to a fork in the road, Merson raised my hand and kissed it.
âI want to go peel onions too.â
He said, not wanting to part. He grabbed my hand between his fingers and held it there for a while, probably not wanting to let go of the hand that had rested on his lips.
âNo. It smells bad, and your eyes will burn.â
Even if it wasnât, Merson couldnât move freely because our assigned location was different.
Merson canât get rid of his regrets, and sorrow drips from his eyes. I finally pulled his hem and kissed the back of Mersonâs clasped hands. Just like Merson had done.
âDonât get in trouble, stay calm. Understand? Donât forget to look for Chenin.â
His hand, which seemed to not part, falls out as I pull my hand with force.
It didnât look like Merson would ever walk the other way, leaving me, so I barely moved my throbbing legs and walked to the onion warehouse. Even when I thought I had gone quite far, Merson was still looking at me.
âHurry and go!â
I raised my hand toward Merson and waved it, then turned my back to the onion warehouse.
âHello!â
I opened the door with a spirit of âLetâs work hard today too!â
As always, Uncle Grick was cleaning the onion. However, one difference stood out. Right awayâŚâŚ.