INV 5

I want to see what kind of taste my bride has, I suppose.

Anyway, it is said that if you know yourself and you know your enemy, you will win a hundred battles out of a hundred. It means if you know yourself and know your opponent, there is no way you will lose.

Kwon Yihyeon is now in a position where he must walk a tightrope between Jae Angshin and the world. As such, analyzing Jae Angshin’s tendencies and personality would be essential.

And Kwon Yihyeon came quite close to the right answer.

‘He seems to quite adore people who are funny and audacious… Is he the type who finds life tedious?’

If that were the case, he felt there was no need to completely suppress his personality and bow down. He decided to manage his temper as if walking a precarious tightrope. Kwon Yihyeon, having simply judged that while he should throw away his pride and everything else when he needs to kneel, he could act out during normal times, stood still with his arms spread while the fox yokai smacked his lips and scanned him from head to toe.

He didn’t do it with any particular thought in mind. Since the other was watching, he simply let himself be watched to his heart’s content.

However, a strange lust began to creep into the fox yokai’s eyes.

“You are pretty. You.”

“The bride is even more beautiful.”

“What?”

“Since you called me the bridegroom, does that not make you, Great Spirit, my bride?”

Kwon Yihyeon spoke brazenly, even while wearing the skirted wedding dress his maternal aunt had put on him and wearing red makeup.

At that sight, where gender didn’t seem to matter at all, Jae Angshin laughed joyfully, even shedding a few tears.

“You teach me the rare fact that even mere banter can be enjoyable. Still, I am not yet satisfied. So come here quickly. Should this bride not have a good look at how the new bridegroom is?”

“Play with me as much as you like, just return me to my place when you’re done.”

Kwon Yihyeon, speaking shamelessly, trudged over and sat awkwardly on the edge of the bed.

It was a timid action compared to his words. Once again, a loud burst of laughter erupted.

Then, once the laughter stopped, an awkward silence flowed.

The fox yokai was staring at him intensely as if nothing were wrong, but to put it bluntly, the one in the subordinate position had no choice but to be intimidated when the one in power was silent. He had to say something.

“Hmm. This is the ceremonial nuptial wine, right?”

“Yes.”

“I heard it is the alcohol that the bridegroom and bride drink together during the wedding.”

“Would you like a glass as well?”

“If you give it to me, I must willingly drink it. But before that, there is something I wish to entreat of you, Great Spirit.”

“Speak.”

“What should I call you?”

He asked because he didn’t want to call him “over there” or “bride,” and Jae Angshin laughed with his eyes narrowed.

“Chacha.”

“Excuse me?”

“You may call me Chacha.”

Chacha…

It was an excessively cute name to be attached to Jae Angshin, who could destroy the world.

Kwon Yihyeon momentarily hated himself so much for thinking he was cute that he was about to hit his own head, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

He thought, ‘is it kiss time?’, but something unexpected happened. Chacha was glaring at Kwon Yihyeon, his eyes flashing with a light like fox-fire.

“What are you…”

“Pardon?”

A chilling silence flowed for a very brief moment. However, Chacha, who closed and then opened his eyes as if suppressing his emotions, whispered very, very sweetly with a weary face,

“I cannot forgive anyone trying to harm you, not even yourself. Do you understand? I will let it slide since it is the first time. There is no next time.”

So Kwon Yihyeon felt quite uncomfortable.

But Chacha seemed to be sincere.

‘I shouldn’t mess around regarding this issue.’

Kwon Yihyeon nodded, saying he understood.

And as soon as Kwon Yihyeon listened to him, Chacha immediately shifted his attitude and beamed.

Kwon Yihyeon felt it was difficult to keep up with Chacha.

‘But so what if this guy is difficult?’

The thing that was truly difficult to accept was the fact that shamanism actually exists in the world. So Kwon Yihyeon didn’t care whether Jae Angshin’s name was Chacha or Pippi; he just intended to cater well to his new bride’s whims.

‘I was planning on getting married when the time came anyway.’

He decided to just think that the time had come early.

The blunt Kwon Yihyeon brushed off the momentous decision of marriage in that way, and to clear his head, he grabbed the gourd bottle containing the ceremonial nuptial wine. He was about to tilt the bottle and pour the alcohol into a cup, but suddenly his chin was pulled and something soft bumped against his lips.

Something moist, soft, and squishy against skin that was dry and parched from never being cared for…

‘Oh, fuck.’

He got an erection.

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It happened in an instant.

“…”

His chin was pulled at Jae Angshin’s whim. Then, as their soft lips bumped together, the ceremonial nuptial wine slowly flowed into his open mouth. The alcohol content was higher than expected. The burning taste made his throat gulp glug in an instant. That alone was an excessive stimulus, but the tongue that had delivered the alcohol immediately entangled with Kwon Yihyeon’s tongue, then pulled out and dragged it into the other’s mouth.

That is, into Jae Angshin’s mouth.

Slurp, mwah…

As the fingers that were fiddling with his earlobe moved a bit deeper, he couldn’t hear any external noise, but every sound inside his body began to feel sensitive. Squelching auditory and tactile sensations sliced across the tip of his tongue. He felt dizzy. Had he made some sort of sound? A low, roughened groan was fading away into the distant beyond…

The yokai, whose body temperature was freezing cold, had a mouth that was hot and damp enough to make it throb. So Kwon Yihyeon was endlessly victimized. Places he didn’t even know were sensitive were rubbed and licked several times, making his spine heat up chillingly. The soft, sweet mucous membrane tightened and released with a smack sound like a sexual organ, ruthlessly stimulating the erogenous zones that could be reached by a kiss.

And so… Kwon Yihyeon got an erection. A proper one, too. His heat rose and he flushed to the point that his head throbbed and he felt lightheaded. Enough for his crotch to bulge out thickly. And this, for just a kiss.

‘…I get hard like this from just this?’

Goddamn it… Kwon Yihyeon felt a sense of crisis that he should bring his knees together. He wasn’t trying to show the side of a modest bridegroom. Regardless, if he got hard all at once because the bride was too good at kissing, wouldn’t he seem like a virgin incel?

‘I don’t care if I’m the one giving it or the one poking, but at the very least, I want to keep him from treating me like I have premature ejaculation…’

It was fascinating that his generally blunt self had an area where he wanted to maintain his pride in his own way.

Even though it is maddeningly resentful that the bastard reaching out his hand with shining eyes specifically to exquisitely trample on that one piece of pride is his bride…

“Ugh!”

“It’s already gotten big…”

Goddamn Chacha absolutely would not overlook the physiological phenomenon Kwon Yihyeon was trying to hide. Chacha breathed out hot breath and gently stroked Kwon Yihyeon’s thigh with a suggestive smile and touch. His penis, trapped inside jeans that were already reasonably tight-fitting, was expanding and feeling stifled, and when the touch that slightly and roughly stroked the curve beneath the glans was added, he wasn’t joking, he almost really came…

‘Fuck.’

He couldn’t possibly accept the excuse that he wasn’t used to it because it was his first time being touched by someone else.

Kwon Yihyeon, who endured ejaculation by forcibly clenching his teeth, thought he had to stop Chacha from swinging him around at will any longer. There wasn’t even time to form a plan on how to act. Kwon Yihyeon, whose glans was being stimulated as if a ball were being softly rolled, pushed himself into instinct instead of holding onto reason, and then a massive desire, like being swept away by a wave, crashed over Kwon Yihyeon.

No, it might be better to say he had become addicted in that short time. Right now, Kwon Yihyeon was desiring Chacha. So, he wanted to mess up Chacha’s bewitchingly smiling appearance and his relaxed face that didn’t look even slightly disheveled, making him pant. Kwon Yihyeon reached out his hand for that purpose.

Grab.

Kwon Yihyeon grabbed Chacha’s slender white hair, not too roughly. And then his pretty fingers, which used to play the piano, dug into the scalp.

He wasn’t sure if he was doing it well, but he adjusted the angle of his chin and approached as if to kiss him.

Then, instead of digging deeper, he stopped.

That was because Chacha was looking at Kwon Yihyeon as if telling him to go ahead and play around cutely.

‘…How annoying.’

As he felt offended, his calculating nature reared its head. Even if Kwon Yihyeon blasted a kiss here, would Kwon Yihyeon be able to take the initiative? Just as the other said, he was a virgin incel, so he would probably be clumsy at kissing too, right? For the first time, his pride was hurt. Kwon Yihyeon, who had bluntly thought that giving it to him didn’t matter—that very same Kwon Yihyeon who was ill-tempered, selfish, and emotionless—was so irritated he didn’t know what to do because his pride was hurt.

He wanted to see this lofty yokai cry.

Kwon Yihyeon interlaced his fingers with Chacha’s hand, which was rubbing his penis with the other hand, and pushed Chacha back. Chacha was laid down on the bed just like that. The bed consisted of a good mattress that was soft yet reasonably firm, and Chacha said lowly, “The modern era is good. I won’t have to worry about my back going out while having sex,” informing him that, unlike Kwon Yihyeon, he had quite a bit of experience with night work. He was a person who was truly unshakeable in a different way from Kwon Yihyeon.

However, the next moment was different.

“Choose. Am I the one being poked, or are you the one being poked.”

Kwon Yihyeon said as he pulled off the many-layered red wedding dress. As he lifted his arms, a good-looking upper body was revealed. Although he had lost weight from losing sleep due to nightmares lately, Kwon Yihyeon was someone who inherently liked exercising. As he lost weight, his well-maintained actor-like muscles became more prominent.

Up to this point, Chacha only watched with interest. But when Kwon Yihyeon took a condom out of the back pocket of the jeans he was wearing underneath the wedding dress, the corners of his fox-like eyes rounded as if he were surprised for the first time.

“Ah, how like the modern era.”

“I don’t know what that’s supposed to mean. So, should I put it on you? Or should I use it.”

“It was a compliment that your preparedness is thorough.”

“Yes. Naturally, since the bride is this pretty.”

“…”

Saying that since you are this beautiful, I had no choice but to do so with the intention of rolling around in the mud…

“So, what shall we do. Should I be poked for you? Or.”

Kwon Yihyeon tore the condom wrapper.

“Should I poke you.”

For someone speaking with such a neat face, he had plenty of lewd talent.