The Main Wife War (1)
The Main Wife War (1)
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In the past, a man named Confucius said, "Is it not a joy to learn and practice what you have learned?"
That is a truly correct statement.
Along with the famous quote by Jiboro Sensei, the wise man I respect most among the Japanese, "When five people gather... there is always one piece of trash," I consider these the two great mountains of Eastern wisdom.
Learned people are indeed different.
It is a quote worthy of a Confucian scholar praised as a great man since ancient times. Wait, was Jiboro Sensei a Confucian scholar?
Anyway, one of the clichés that often... no, constantly appears when watching manga is subduing a woman with one's cock.
To confess, I didn't have a lack of doubt when such clichés appeared.
A proud woman subduing to a cock and going "Heeung"? No matter how great the pleasure of sex is, is that possible? It was possible.
Let's admit it.
I was a total idiot.
'Indeed... the research and detail of manga artists are amazing.'
It just required a few preparations.
A face that a woman cannot help but fall for.
"Haa... how did I end up like this..."
I grab the face of Elena, who was lying on the bed and sighing deeply, and make eye contact.
My face reflected in her blue eyes, which were filled with fatigue.
"It's already too late. You're mine, so just accept it, Elena."
"...If it were before I met you, I wouldn't have stayed still after hearing something like that."
She retorts with feigned bluntness and turns her head away sharply.
I've become certain of this recently: women aren't honest. If she really hated it, she wouldn't have reacted like this.
I grabbed Elena's face again and turned it toward me.
I gave her lips, which were pouting from being pressed by my fingers, a light kiss and asked.
"Then what about now that you've met me?"
When I let go, the lips that had been pouting now carried a bitter smile.
"This is really a foul."
"So, what's your answer?"
"...What can I do? I've fallen for a guy like you."
It's a bit belated, but I'm a fairly conscientious person.
A little... even if the corners of my conscience triangle are worn down a bit, isn't everyone like that?
Even though Elena succumbed to my cock, that didn't erase my sense of guilt.
Because I know I'm selfish too.
'Still, I can never tolerate my woman meeting another man.'
Of course, I'm going to meet other women.
So this opportunity was important.
Elena is pretty. Extremely so. And she's highly capable. In sports, she was selected as a U.S. national athlete and even won a medal at the Olympics, and in academics, she's attending a famous prestigious university in the U.S.
A pretty and capable woman. Naturally, Elena is busy. She has to be.
Since she herself has a great desire for her career and achievement, she also has a tendency to create work for herself.
What will happen to Elena, who is always full of things to do and schedules, when the Olympics end?
Naturally, it will become hard to meet her.
Isn't there a saying that out of sight, out of mind?
Of course, my relationship with Elena hasn't been long, but it's not like she's an easy woman. If she were a woman as attractive as her, the temptations around her would have been immense, yet she maintained her virginity until 23.
However, conversely, now that she has lost the virginity she had been keeping, couldn't she become more interested in men, or perhaps more open?
So, I decided to firmly "stamp my seal" during this Olympic period, while busy Elena has no schedule.
Both Elena and I are in a situation where we are just waiting for the awards ceremony and closing ceremony after our events are over.
It's only 2 days, but this time when Elena has no schedule is the key.
For the short time of 2 days, I did my best as a boyfriend just for her.
I don't know how Elena felt, but at least I think I did my best.
The fun time passed in an instant, and it was the day before the awards ceremony and closing ceremony.
I had been free until now, but due to the team's situation where official schedules like press conferences and a disbandment ceremony are tightly packed after the awards and closing ceremonies, this is the last day I can meet Elena freely.
To me, who had done my best to melt her and constantly whispered that she was mine, Elena asked with a smile.
"Min-jun. Why are you so anxious?"
"Anxious? Me?"
When I blinked and asked back,
"You're like a child trembling with anxiety? Cute."
She laughed brightly.
"Ha! Anxiety, my foot. Not at all."
"Really?"
"...Actually, I am a bit anxious."
"Why? Did I do something wrong?"
"Not at all. I'm the one who did something wrong."
"Min-jun??"
Since she had a look that said she didn't know at all, I answered honestly.
"Elena, you're popular, right?"
"Yeah. Extremely popular."
"As expected. That's why I'm anxious."
"What? Min-jun is anxious? Why??"
"Because... we're going to be apart now. It'll be hard to meet. Plus, I have a girlfriend in Korea too."
At my honest feelings, Elena burst into laughter.
"Wow. I thought Min-jun was a bundle of confidence until now. I just found out you have a side like this."
"I told you, I'm not that skilled of a guy."
"Mmm~ Okay. I'll believe that lie."
No, it's not a lie in the first place.
Ignoring my grumbling, Elena grabbed my face with both hands and met my gaze.
"It's still too short. To get to know you."
Pressing her lips against mine lightly, Elena whispered.
"Don't worry. I still want to get to know you, and I'm happy to discover new sides of you. Even if we're apart for a while, I'll always be thinking of you. I'll always miss the way your eyes look at me, and the warmth of our lips touching. And I'll look forward to meeting you again. So Min-jun. Don't worry. I'm your woman."
The soccer team's schedule was tight.
After attending the awards ceremony and wearing the silver medal around my neck, I had to clap from behind like a folding screen while the Spanish guys received their gold medals, I had to attend the closing ceremony, and after returning home, there were so many things to do like press conferences and the disbandment ceremony.
I thought it was a fuss, and it was indeed a fuss.
"Usually, we don't go this far. We're special."
"Why?"
On the plane back home, Yoon-hyeok senior, who was sitting in the seat next to me, said as if it were obvious.
"Because we're popular, that's why."
"...Popular? Not because our results were good?"
Hey~ what are you talking about, senior.
I thought it was a joke, but he was surprisingly serious.
"It's for real, kid. Results? Hey, there are tons of athletes with better results than us. Look right now. What color is our medal? It's silver, right?"
"Right?"
"How many gold medals did our country win?"
"Uh... how many was it? How many is it, senior?"
"I don't know either."
"......."
"But what's certain is that it's not 0. I checked up to 11 in the middle of the Olympics, but I don't know after that. Anyway, the point is there are tons of athletes with better results than us. Silver medal isn't a better result than gold medal, right?"
"...That's true?"
Now that I think about it, that's true.
Was our country's overall ranking 6th or 7th? No, was it 9th...? Anyway, I know we won quite a few gold medals... did those athletes receive such a noisy welcoming ceremony?
"In the end, it's popularity. And luck. Starting from the fact that the sport we won a medal in is soccer, the major of majors, the aggro we drew with the final roster controversy combined with the unexpected good performance, it just exploded. Plus..."
Glance.
Yoon-hyeok senior's gaze turns to me.
"You're there too."
"Ha... right. I'm quite popular too."
"...It's annoying, but you're being called the Nation's Little Brother or something these days, right?"
"Whew. This popularity, seriously. It's tiring, tiring."
"Ah, the citizens should know what kind of bastard you are."
"Then they'd like me even more for being down-to-earth, right?"
Immediately after arriving at Incheon International Airport while bickering, the coach called us together.
"Now, pay attention."
The coach said to us, who had gathered in a circle with our arms around each other's shoulders just like before a match.
"Back in my active days, there were times when raw eggs were thrown when the national team left the departure hall. Because we were fucking bad back then."
Oh, oh my.
It's scary just imagining it.
"I didn't have to worry about that after retiring, but it suddenly crossed my mind when the Olympics started. I got hit with raw eggs when I was active, so I wondered if I'd get hit with raw eggs after becoming a leader. But it wasn't the case. Today, flower petals will be flying instead of eggs."
Everyone cheered at the coach's joke.
Ugh, grown adults are wearing silver medals around their necks and grinning like idiots, so they're fools. I'm an exception. If you're handsome, you look cool even when you smile like a goof.
"Everyone, you worked hard. I wanted to thank you on behalf of the coaching staff for becoming one team and doing your best. And finally. Everyone, thank you so much for trusting and following a lacking coach."
Applause poured out toward the coach who bowed his head.
"We're the ones who are thankful, Coach!"
"That's right! Thank you for picking us!"
"We won't forget this, Coach!!"
"Legal military service broker Gong Jeon-seong is the best! So cool~!"
"I'm thankful too, Coach!!"
The coach, who had raised his head amidst the players' cheers, said.
"Who was the one speaking informally? Come out."
"......."
"Just kidding."
Phew, I almost raised my hand thinking it was real.
"Are you ready to be welcomed by the citizens, friends? I heard that people flocked to the airport to the point of paralysis."
The coach, who looked back at us, nodded.
"Then, let's go."
"Wooooah!!"
"Let's go out!!"
We, who were heading toward the departure hall exit with high spirits,
Waaaaah!!
Whew-!
Gong Jeon-seong is the best!
Hong Min-jun!! Min-jun!!
Dae~hanminguk!!
Korea's hero!!
As soon as the door opened, I was surprised by the roaring cheers that could be heard.
So this is what it means for the ground to shake from people's cheers.
Beyond the open door, there was a wave of people with no end in sight.