Chapter 415
Chapter 415
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 415
Chapter Title: Wives' Conference
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"Blackie, come here."
"Ah. Sure."
I immediately went over and sat beside Winia. Then, out of nowhere, she sprang up and plopped right down onto my lap. Her ample hips settled squarely on my thighs.
"Blackie, hand on my chest."
"Hand on chest."
"No, I mean my waist. Slipped my tongue there. Hand on my waist."
"Hand on waist."
I parroted her back word for word as I wrapped my arms around her waist, locking her in tight. She leaned back against me like she was settling into the comfiest gaming chair. Strands of her pink hair tickled the tip of my nose.
She wanted to hash out an agreement about my shared time during our cohabitation period. As if to kick off that conversation, Winia turned to Karin, who was shooting us envious glances.
"Karin sis. You know you don't get much time with Blackie, right? At best, a couple days a week. And when he heads out on jobs, it's even longer. Must be pretty disappointing, huh?"
"Yeah... it is. To be honest, I'd love to hog him all day every day. Waiting when he's not around is tough. But hey, everyone has their place in line, so I'm hanging in there."
That was true enough.
Sorry, Karin...!
"But I don't want Blackie sleeping over anywhere else. He has to come back to my side at night, no exceptions."
Winia cut in over Karin's plea like it was nothing. I could feel her emotions toward me in the tight grip she had on my arm.
"...Still, I'd like at least one night where he stays over on my side."
Karin narrowed her eyes in response.
"Huh?"
"As the third wife, shouldn't I get to ask for that much? I want to hold my beloved husband all night long too. We haven't had a chance like that since all this started. Right, honey?"
Her sharp gaze pierced right through me. I wanted to cuddle up with Karin and sleep too, but overnights just weren't feasible.
"Should we ask Blackie?"
"Might as well, this time. It's just way too unfair otherwise. I should get to claim my rights as his wife too, right? No, I do have them. I'm his wife."
The awkwardness from earlier had vanished completely as Karin declared it boldly. Her intensity made me pull Winia even tighter against me.
"Blackie's mine."
"He's mine too. What, am I supposed to live as the outside wife forever? Yeah, no. I can't handle that. I want at least one full night to monopolize my husband. To sleep wrapped in his love all night. You get to do it every night, don't you, Winia?"
She really did.
"Hmm, so that's how you see it, Karin sis?"
"Of course. He's my beloved husband. I could even give him like ten kids, but not getting even one full night? That's unfair. Give me my rights as the third wife."
Ten kids!
Cloudy would faint from joy if she heard that!
"What, ten?"
"I could handle that many. What about you, Winia?"
"Uh, no, I could too..."
It hit me that raising kids might require at least a platoon-sized group. Maybe even more.
Listening to all this, though, had me seriously pitching a tent.
My rock-hard erection pressed up against Winia's ass. But since it was just everyday stuff for us, she didn't pay it any mind.
"I don't need much. Just one night a week sleeping over here. I love my husband a ton too. I know I'm third in line, so this is all I'm asking. What can I say? Our man's just too damn charming."
"Yeah. Our Blackie's pretty cool, huh."
"Kyahaha, right?"
"Heh heh heh, yeah."
Suddenly they were cracking up over it together. I was burning with embarrassment, my face heating up.
So what was my fate in all this?
"So, honey. Gonna help your big sis out? Back me up here quick. Come on? Karin's lonely even as third wife, okay? She just wants to sleep cuddled up with her hubby."
Forgetting Winia was right there, Karin suddenly went full aegyo on me, batting those pink-tinted eyes.
Seeing that, Winia turned her head my way and asked,
"...What do you think, Blackie? Wanna sleep with Karin sis?"
Both women's gazes locked onto me.
Finally, a chance for my opinion to matter? Just when I was about to reclaim some husbandly authority, I felt a swell of emotion, like tears might well up.
But honestly, there was no need to fight over something like this.
"Nah. Why not just all live together? Get a bigger place with one big room, and we can all crash there."
Problem solved if we lived together.
Karin ran the guild and lived there, so cramming everyone in would be a squeeze. Plus, the guild building doubled as her office and personal home, with tiny rooms.
Lisha's place was out in the boonies and a bit cramped for five people. Better to just snag one big house for all of us.
No more fighting that way, right?
Family should live under one roof.
"..."
"..."
They both went wide-eyed at my answer.
Had it really never crossed their minds?
Silence fell for a moment.
—Swish.
Karin stood up and slid in to sit right beside me. Winia and I both turned to look at her face.
"...I wanna live together."
She stared intently at my face for a second before burying hers in my shoulder and murmuring it. To me, it was adorable, but I wondered how Winia felt.
"Karin sis?"
"Yeah. I wanna live together too. No, let us live together. That's what I want. Thinking about it, there's no reason to stay apart, right? Isn't that so, Winia?"
She turned to ask Winia, who looked like the idea had never even occurred to her and clamped her mouth shut for a beat.
"Hmm..."
"Living together means no need to send hubby my way at all. Seems pretty reasonable to me."
"W-Well... better than making him sleep over, I guess..."
Winia started mulling it over.
My take matched Karin's exactly. One big house, one big bed—problem solved. Cloudy would be over the moon.
But ultimately, Winia's say mattered most to me.
"I love my husband a lot too. You know the feeling, Winia, right? I've been so lonely living apart all this time. He's saying it himself—won't you let us?"
Karin snuggled deeper into me as she pleaded. I freed one arm from Winia's waist to pull Karin in.
"...Sigh. Fine. It was gonna happen sooner or later anyway. We'll do it that way. From now on, Karin sis lives with us too."
That was Winia's verdict.
"Thanks for allowing it, Winia."
"Yeah, yeah."
She slid off my lap.
Then the two of them stood face-to-face, staring each other down. The wariness and boundaries from before were gone.
"Winia. Karin."
"What."
"Yeah?"
"Give each other a hug."
They eyed each other warily for a second before giving in and embracing. It felt like some inexplicable hug of reconciliation.
"...I don't hate you or anything, Karin sis, so let's get along from now on."
"Same here... Let's get along. We're both in love with the same guy, after all."
"Yeah. It's all 'cause Blackie's such a bastard."
"Kyahaha, true that. Like a total womanizer."
If they weren't trash-talking me, the vibe was perfect. But wasn't I the one getting played, not the player? Anyway, I stood up and hugged them both.
Thus, the triple embrace of Kim Katt.
"You love your husband, huh? Now we're all living together."
"Yeah. This is kinda what I wanted."
"It's fine. I get why it couldn't happen before—big sis understands. Thanks for saying it now."
—Mwah.
Karin launched a sneak attack, planting a kiss on my right cheek. Naturally, it didn't stop at one—she kept going.
"Ah!"
Winia, spotting that, fired back competitively with kisses on my left cheek. Pure bliss. I just stood there, letting them shower me with affection until they were satisfied.
And so, the agreement was sealed.
We headed out for a meal together, ducking into a fancy-looking restaurant. I left the ordering to them and chatted idly while we waited.
"You're teaching Blackie swordsmanship, right?"
"Yep."
"Teach him properly. He keeps coming back all beat up."
If anything, I was the one coming back after beating others—not getting beat.
"No, I come back without a scratch."
"Hush, Blackie."
"Yes'm."
I tried protesting, but got shut down instantly.
Karin chuckled at me and replied,
"No worries. Our hubby's got real talent with a blade. Picks it up quick once I show him. You don't need to fret about that."
"Okay. I'll trust you."
We bantered like that over a leisurely meal. It wrapped up better than expected. Anyway, we'd need a few days to scout a new place, move in, and get Karin settled, so we talked that over too.
"Alright, Blackie. Now for that fourth one."
"Lady Lisha?"
"Lady Lisha. Yeah. But why the honorific?"
"Dunno. Just stuck in my mouth."
"Whatever. Let's go see her."
"Sure."
We had plenty of time today anyway—perfect for dropping by Lady Lisha's together. But Karin hesitated.
"Karin? What's up?"
"Um... honey. I think I need some mental prep for that one."
"Mental prep?"
"Well, we know each other, but how to put it... We've only met a few times. Not really close. Maybe skip today? Just pass on the message."
"Got it. Will do."
Come to think of it, my first meeting with Lady Lisha was through Karin's intro at the black magic shop. They seemed like casual acquaintances from what she'd said, but maybe a bit awkward.
Winia looked a tad puzzled too, but we parted ways with Karin and strolled off together.
"Feels like I ended up as Blackie's mom or something. Having to sort out stuff like this. Am I your mom now? Huh?"
"You're Mama Winia, alright."
"Aigoo, fine. Guess I'll take responsibility for our cute little Blackie."
"Heh heh heh. Thanks."
I hugged Winia as usual while we walked. Next stop: Lady Lisha's place. We'd planned to head there quick, so today was the day.
"Anyway, you good with it? Living together?"
"I said I am, why keep asking? Honestly, better than sending you off somewhere without me. Karin sis clearly loves you a lot too... Sigh. Yeah. Fine. As long as she loves Blackie, I don't mind. She's not some weirdo. What."
"Good to hear. Heh heh heh, love you, Winia."
"Between me and Karin sis, who do you love more?"
"I love you both. But you're the most special. We've known each other the longest."
"Ha, fuck you, you little shit."
We've been tight since the early days of my isekai life. Back then, of course, "wife" was some nonsense, and she was a total bitch.
And so, we entered the slums together.
"Hmm... Witch, huh? Figures she'd live in a dump like this. You sure you're okay with her, Blackie?"
"Totally fine. She owns her own shop."
"Well, land's cheap here. But who the hell shops in a place like this?"
"Black magic shop's only one around here, so customers come from all over, I guess."
She hadn't spilled details, but last time Lady Lisha mentioned she had plenty of ways to make bank.
Buying up random stuff, researching, running the shop—that kept her going.
"Is that so?"
"Dunno the specifics."
"Why not?"
"Too complicated for me."
Where there's demand, supply follows.
We arrived at the black magic shop.
It was a creepy wooden building that screamed "witch's lair" at first glance. Winia squinted at it and said,
"This the place? Doesn't it feel kinda ominous?"
"Nah, not really. It's fine."
"Hmm... We good to go in now?"
"Daytime, so yeah. Let's head in."
—Creak.
I pushed the door open and stepped inside. As always, it was dim within. Winia glanced around, eyeing the stuff on the shelves.
Where was Lady Lisha?
Upstairs?
As I wondered that,
—Rustle rustle.
The childlike form of Lady Lisha came down the stairs.
Winia's eyes fixed right on her.