Incompatible Interspecies Wives

99 – No Favoritism (5)

Ner entered a small village under the escort of the Red Flame Team.

It was the method chosen to cope with the sudden heavy rain.

There was no point in setting up a campsite so late, and even if you did, you would have to spend the night feeling uncomfortable.

Not all of the red yeomdan entered that small village.

As the size is the size, they were divided into two groups and scattered.

A group centered on Ner, and the rest.

Ner certainly felt through this that he was an honored guest.

Sometimes, Berg’s comfortable treatment makes us forget the difference in social status.

She was the only noble in this group.

This is how I feel about being treated accordingly.

Joe, the boss familiar to Adam and Ner. And some of the wounded from the mercenary meeting decided to rest in the village.

The rest of the Red Flame Troopers who were healthy, or those who wanted to return to their families quickly, followed Baran’s lead and returned to Stockpin.

In the village where they entered, many people carefully greeted the red yeomdan.

Anyone would be nervous if they saw many strong men with swords.

“Who is the mayor?”

Adam asked.

An old werewolf walked out and greeted me trembling.

“…I am.”

Adam said softly.

“Don’t be nervous. I’m just looking for a place to hide from the rain for a while. I have a guest…”

While doing so, he glanced at Ner.

Ner, who raised one hand above his head to block the pouring rain, also looked at the chief.

Your identity will soon be revealed.

The reason must have been the tail.

“…Ner Black…Blackwood? Oh no, Lady Blackwood?”

“…”

But Nere didn’t shrink like he used to.

Just a few days ago, I was teased a lot in a more violent place.

Remembering the image of Berg, who responded at that time, I found some composure in my heart.

It wasn’t long before confusion appeared on the head of the chief.

He lowered his stance through quick judgment.

“You are the Red Flame Team…! Yes…! Sure! There are seats!”

Adam admires.

“You know us.”

“How could I not know…!”

The chief immediately obeyed the aristocratic family.

Sometimes, werewolves were comfortable with this aspect.

As much as he held power as sacred, he also knew how to obey it.

Soon he orders the villagers.

“Tom! Have a seat at the inn! Prepare warm water and food!”

Adam said.

“I will pay the price, so please prepare with all your heart. And get some women to help Miss Blackwood. She’s my brother’s wife… I have to be careful with her.”

“Of course. I’ll prepare it…!”

Ner didn’t really need women to help him… But he wasn’t comfortable with Adam enough to refuse that consideration.

Even if Berg was a person he thought of as his older brother, he had a certain distance from Adam.

“…”

Actually, it may have been because I didn’t have time to pay attention to such trivial things.

As my body cools down in the rain, my heart burns.

…Where is the bug?

No, where are Berg and Arwin?

While the head of the village and the villagers prepared to receive guests, Ner was alone for a short while.

Adam looked at this and said.

“Please bear with me, Miss Blackwood. You will be able to get out of the rain soon.”

Ner spoke as much as he could.

“…Berg hasn’t returned yet.”

Adam nodded lightly.

“I see.”

I look at Ner in a puzzled way as he repeats the obvious.

“…”

Ner couldn’t say anything more.

You can’t even ask to find it.

There was no other way.

In the end, what I just said was nothing but lamentation out of frustration.

“Berg will be fine.”

Adam looked at the silent Ner and said.

“…”

But that wasn’t the case.

I didn’t feel relieved with those words.

Ner… He wasn’t okay with himself.

A fog thicker than the sky that was pouring down rain now settled down on her heart.

Where are the two of you in this heavy rain?

Ner was unknown.

****

Arwin found a big tree with Berg.

No matter how big it was, a small space was made at the base of the tree to hide.

“…Let’s take a break over there.”

“…”

It was Berg who made the choice, but Arwyn couldn’t move despite Berg’s words.

I was just getting hit by the rain that was starting to get cold.

“Arwin? What are you doing. Let’s go in.”

“…Ah.”

Your expression frowns.

There were memories that that small space reminded me of.

A small space under a big tree.

“…Poetry…I don’t like it.”

She whispered involuntarily.

Her It was the space that always gave her only her pain.

“Arwin…?”

“…I hate it!”

– Took.

“Arwin.”

But then Berg grabbed Arwin’s wrist.

“…Let’s go in.”

Arwin’s fear faded from her touch.

Right in front of her eyes, there was a man who pulled himself out of the space.

There was a man who at once did what no one had been able to do for hundreds of years.

With him by my side, I feel surprisingly relieved.

It was only then that Arwin felt his body tremble.

The cold that I hadn’t felt in fear was finally coming.

Arwin nodded his head.

Like that, I followed Berg and emptied his body into a small space.

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A narrow space where each other’s shoulders touch each other.

Berg took off his shirt in that narrow space.

“…”

Arwin shook his head vigorously at Berg, who looked at him in silence.

I held onto my shirt and didn’t let go.

She was adamant.

“…Caught a cold.”

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“…”

Berg suggested to herself that she take off her top.

I heard that wearing wet clothes is dangerous.

But no words could undress her.

In an unprepared moment, she couldn’t show her bare body to Berg.

I was so ashamed.

“…He said he would give birth to a child in the past.”

Berg said with a chuckle.

Arwin blushed as she recalled her own words in the past.

I realize once again how stupid and foolish these words were.

“Oh!”

At that moment, Berg pulled himself all the way.

Arwin’s body, which had been stiff, moves in that narrow and cramped space.

It’s a moment to be surprised.

Arwin was sitting on Berg’s leg before he knew it.

The back touches Berg’s upper body.

His warmth melts his body.

Berg didn’t say anything.

She just seemed to be doing what she was supposed to do.

“…”

She realizes his words that he said he will protect her.

Her heart melts.

Everything you did today was new and mysterious.

Berg left the mercenary corps for himself.

Could there be anyone who could act like this with such force?

If he hadn’t complained of himself, he wouldn’t have reached this uncomfortable situation now.

But Berg had no complaints about him.

I didn’t even say that it was difficult because of you.

Instead, she smiled for herself in the rain, led her to be afraid of her narrow space, and warmed her with her warmth.

Arwin hardens at the new feeling of happiness.

Her happiness was so unfamiliar to her.

…Is the outside world really shining like this, or is Berg shining?

I didn’t know about Arwin, who had little experience.

She was just struggling with happiness that was too much for her.

****

Ner washed her body with the help of several women.

The warm water warms the body.

Women massaged her body, gently splashing water on her body.

She even brushed her white tail hair.

But Ner’s heart was still as cold as ice.

Her many imaginations that fill her head make her difficult.

“…”

It’s getting more and more like this.

In the past, I didn’t care what Berg was doing with Arwin.

But it is more and more like this.

Every time Berg takes a break with Arwin, or holds her hand, or even chats, he doesn’t feel very good.

If Berg hadn’t been a human, he wouldn’t have worried like this.

Uncomfortable feelings kept rearing their heads.

“Are you comfortable?”

A werewolf old woman asked Nere softly.

Ner nodded her head.

Still, I was able to accept their help naturally, perhaps because I was a noble.

Ner sits in a warm bathtub like that, raising her left hand high.

The hot water runs down her smooth body.

“…”

Ner looked at the ring on her ring finger.

This ring was like a restraint in the past.

…But now, it was the only way to connect himself with Berg, who had left somewhere.

“…Where are you going?”

Ner whispered.

Ignore her sinking heart.

I also forcibly swallowed the words ‘Leave me…’.

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After washing my body, the old woman from earlier asks me in a moderately comfortable room.

“Are there any inconveniences?”

Ner nodded her head.

At Ner’s reaction, the old woman prepared to leave the room.

“Then let’s go back. In case something inconvenient happens-“

“…Ah.”

Suddenly, a question arises.

It was something Ner could not figure out on his own.

I’ve never learned anything from the manor, and I’ve never been curious about it, so I haven’t had a chance to find out information.

At Ner’s exclamation, the werewolf old woman naturally looked at Ner.

“Yes, please.”

“…”

No matter how commoner she may be, that old woman had more experience as a woman than herself.

And she was a complete stranger like her, and she was rather comfortable asking these questions.

It was the kind of question that is hard to ask anyone.

… Also, the old woman’s relaxed atmosphere reminded Ner of her grandmother.

That much lowered her vigilance.

“…You can’t spread rumors anywhere.”

“Yes. Do not worry.”

“…Just…A question.”

Ner opened his mouth with difficulty.

As I speak, shame rushes in.

But I definitely had to let go of my curiosity when the opportunity came.

You never know when you’ll meet an old man of your own country, someone who can understand you.

“…Recently, the estrus has been intensifying.”

So Ner whispered.

At that embarrassing statement, the old man asked as if nothing was wrong.

“You say it’s getting hotter…?”

“… My body is tickling, and my heart is pounding. I can’t control myself all the time. The next day…I don’t understand why.”

Actually, Ner could have said even more.

The story of wanting to bite the berg.

The story of wanting to hug tightly.

A story about wanting to wet his body with his own scent.

A story you want to lick all day.

…A story that makes you want to be licked.

This desire has been intensifying as the estrous period has intensified recently.

Thoughts that would surprise and frighten you if you normally think of them came to Ner like an impulse.

But Ner knew that all of this was due to the estrous period.

So I had to do something.

The old woman answered him with a soft smile.

“That’s the heat period.”

Ner shook his head.

“…No. I didn’t do this before. It didn’t affect my body at all before-“

The old woman denied her words.

“-If there is no one to love.”

“…”

“…Doesn’t heat come?”

Ner blinked.

She was speechless at that embarrassing statement.

She just whispered involuntarily.

“……Yes?”

A loved one.

At those words, her heart tightened.