Ring Ring

It's time to close the store.

Shiori used the language of this country, which improved considerably, to speak to Roche, who was boiling herbs. At the same time, I go to flip the 'in business' plate that is lowered to the store door.

Summer is near so the sun hasn't completely set yet, but at this time customers won't come unless it's also urgent.

"Ah, crust."

I was about to turn the plate over and go back to the store, and I noticed someone walking down a dim alley towards me. He is the hero of this country and now the husband of Shiori, Crust Orfeld.

"I came to pick you up. 'Cause I finished my job early today."

Let the silver hair cool and the crust laughs gently. His voice was playing a little with the joy of meeting Shiori.

Even though we are still face-to-face this morning because we both currently live together, Crust always reacts like this just because we didn't see each other during the day.

There's always excessive love in my eyes staring at this one, and the poetry weave kind of twitches. It is hard to believe that a woman has such a loving eye on a crust who can't help but be blinded. After three months of marrying him, Shiori still thinks so. Said he was a wasted husband to himself.

Oh, my God, when I was thinking about that, all of a sudden, my crust stretched out its arm over here silently.

……

On the big hand that touched my dark hair, Shiori unwittingly takes a step back.

I just meant to pull my face slightly out of embarrassment, but I took a bigger reaction than I expected.

The crust also surprised me. After opening my eyes for a moment, I said sorry.

"Sorry, suddenly touch me... I had leaves on my hair."

Picked at the fingertips of the crust were dried herb shards.

"Oh, I was. Sorry, thanks."

When Shiori smiled and thanked him, he caressed his own hair unconsciously touched by the crust. I panic inside that I may have had a bad reaction at a bad time.

Of course I don't hate being touched by crusts at all. But he may not think so. Possibly thinking about "yesterday.”

Shiori reconsidered that it was not a good idea to excuse the mess in front of the store after he awkwardly let his gaze wander,

"I'll be ready to go home, will you wait a minute?

I made sure my crust gave me a cheerful grin and nodded before entering the store. Take off your favorite white simple apron and stick it into the commuter bag you left hanging on the back wall of the store.

"Is this a fight? You guys are still getting married, though."

Roche said as he stirred the gutsy and simmering pan in a wooden slab. You look like you're worried, but it's actually all funny in your voice. Shiori stared lightly at Roche, but his gaze was toward the crust waiting outside the store. Your shoulders seem to be dropping slightly and squeezing.

"Normally, I'd come inside the store and stick around with you on the way home."

Moving his gaze from crust to poetry weave, Roche laughs.

I mean, they're stuck around, or they're just helping me clean up the store together.

"Because I said 'wait'"

"If I get divorced, my husband tells me I'm reducing it now. Can I increase your number of working days?

"I'm not getting a divorce"

When he tongued 'Be' toward Roche, he was responded to with an intense decopin.

"It hurts a little! Terrible!"

"Hey, don't. Look out."

I punched Roche in the back while I was crying, but he didn't seem to do much damage. Roche's caution was right for the crust.

Krust, who was looking at this one with his discarded dog-like eyes, slipped his gaze slightly when he met Shiori.

"I knew you were in a fight. Normally, he'd put cancer on me."

"It's not a rocket, and the crust doesn't stare at people."

"No, no, no, no, what are you looking at? I'd be staring at you all the time."

Saying as if he was frightened, Roche turns to the pot again.

"I didn't have a fight..."

Shiori said in a small voice, then recalled what happened yesterday.

The crust was off duty yesterday, so Shiori was also on leave to go shopping in the city for the two of us.

I wandered around the boulevard store after lunch, but at any rate the crust was a celebrity, so I couldn't take the time to enjoy shopping. With his wife, Shiori, he receives attention and welcome at the beginning of his trip.

but that's what I was prepared for when I decided to marry Crust, so I'm not dissatisfied. Now I am proud to say that I am able to respond naturally with a smile.

But what bothered Shiori was that the crust hasn't hesitated to touch it in public.

The temperament of the people of this country is quite similar to that of the Japanese, and it is not good for men and women to get along excessively in the middle of the day city. The idea is that we should be discreet.

You can watch "I can't help it" if you're young lovers or newlyweds, but the crust is also serious when it comes to old-fashioned style, so I rarely usually stick around outside.

But that was different yesterday. When I went to a familiar fruit shop and was shopping there.

"My wife always seems to take care of me, thanks"

That's how Crust greeted Colin, the successor to the fruit shop, as he drew Shiori's hips toward him. Plus, he was then held on his shoulder and kissed on the head while Colin prepared his stick. Over and over again.

Crust was in a good mood with a smile, but Shiori was embarrassed to see him snuggling with her husband by Colin, whom she knew, and rejected him in a strong tone.

"Hey Crust, stop"

Angry with a whisper, pressing the body of the crust.

"I never bothered to tell you, but I'm not good at this. Don't touch too much."

Colin isn't the only one looking at ourselves. The people of the city are also concerned about how the hero and his new wife are doing, and they are turning a blind eye.

I didn't feel like I could sweetly touch the crust in that. The embarrassment wins all over the city.

"... sorry"

He felt something he really hated, and Crust stopped kissing me right away. Shiori ghosted her heart if she didn't understand her feelings that she was shocked that she was rejected or that she looked a little hurt, but didn't like to snuggle in public.

Though, Crust then chewed as usual, "Now let's go to the other store," so I thought maybe the hurt look earlier was because of his mind...

Shiori put his arms together.

Apparently, it wasn't my fault. Apparently, my words and actions yesterday worked so well that they worked too well on the crust.

"I don't like to" snooze in public, "it didn't tell me well, and it may have been taken in the 'I don't like being touched by crusts' way.

While worried that he had to do something, Shiori bagged him and gave him a return order.

"Then you go home. See you tomorrow."

When I waved to Roche, I was smiled slightly as I said, "Oh." In order not to entertain Roche any more, we need to make up with Crust quickly.

"Thank you for waiting."

Leaving the store, he looked back and narrowed his eyes gently as he spoke to the crust who was turning his back on this one. Smile, but look like you're lonely somewhere.

"Have"

Briefly, taking Shiori's bag, Crust began walking towards the main street where the carriage was parked. It's usual for you to hold my stuff, but you didn't hold my hand today. Besides, I try to be concerned and keep a subtle distance between me and Shiori. When you walk side by side, you say it's common for the crust to be close enough for your arms to touch each other.

Even in the carriage, Crust did not try to touch the poetry weave in any way, nor did he try to get any closer than he had to. He just gave me a hand when riding, and as usual, he doesn't even pull the body of poetry weave toward him to sit down.

For a moment I thought Crust might be angry about yesterday, but just don't touch the poetry weave, and the other attitudes are as usual. "How was work?" He talks to me, and when Shiori talks about an interesting customer, Crust laughs with pleasure.

But I can't smile anywhere. Something's wrong.

After all, the expression 'cared for' got the firmest. The crust weighs the distance from the poetry weave very carefully. He seems too close and afraid to be rejected again.

Probably unconscious, occasionally trying to reach out and touch the poetry weave, but I immediately pull my arms in and observe this one with a nervous face.

(... I'm sorry to think of this, but it's kinda crusty)

Shiori thinks as she looks at him on the side. If we're freshly dating each other. Still, I can't believe we're a married couple through all sorts of obstacles but seriously think our wives don't like to be touched.

I honestly think you love Crust. I endured diligently because my garlic and lips were about to arc.

"Um, it was yesterday..."

Shiori opened her mouth after tightening the loose facial expressions. Trying to tell her that she never likes being touched by the crust.

But as soon as Shiori cut it out, he deflected his face openly and blocked the story.

"Sorry...... I got a little on track yesterday. I didn't know how Shiori felt."

Stared at him with a tense face, Shiori shook his neck to the side.

"Yeah, I said it in a bit of a tight tone, too, and I'm sorry. But how come you only touched it yesterday... at that fruit shop?

The attitude of the crust changed as soon as I approached the fruit shop, even though this was not the case when I was going around other shops. Sweet if you do.

When Shiori asks about it, the crust begins to explain it out of sight in an unconscionable way.

"Did I say Colin, because I heard that the fruit shop's son and Shiori were close... and that, a little, the desire for exclusivity..."

Crust's voice gradually dwindled. I mean, you've been holding your hips to show off to Colin?

Shiori chuckled.

"Colin won't talk to me if I don't do that. And just in case you get approached, the only person I like is Crust."

Communicate your thoughts even though they are illuminating. Don't wonder why I have to confess again when I say I'm married, but that's fine if Crust reassures me. My husband has noticed lately that some parts are so delicate that he doesn't think he's the hero who destroyed the demons. He said he cared a lot about what Shiori said and did.

"Thanks, me too"

Crust glistened his eyes gladly when he heard Shiori's words, but he chewed modestly to hide them.

"By the way, who the hell did you ask about Colin?

When Shiori tilts his neck, Krust answers "to Roche" in such a way that it is difficult to say.

"... those scumbags"

Shiori cursed in Japanese. It will by no means be the fault of Shiori's mind that the cause is largely in Roche when something goes wrong.

The dwellings of the poetry weavers today are near the castle and are built in a section where many nobles live. It was one of the rewards given by the King when Crust defeated the demons and saved the country, a magnificent mansion that was too large for the two of us to live alone. Though I am now hiring a servant to manage my house, I am in the process of planning to lend this place to people and buy a little more shaky houses soon.

Shiori was going to make up completely in the carriage, but his crust attitude didn't change much when he got home. Having dinner with us in a fun conversation, taking a bath in turn, and going into the same bed for two, the look on Crust's face doesn't get anywhere.

I told him I liked the crust thing properly, but what do you still care?

"Um, Crust..."

Turning off the lights darkened the room, but Shiori turned to the crust sitting next to her in the big bed. The expression is hard to read just because you can see the blurring and body contours. Crust's hand reluctantly stroked Shiori's head as he contemplated whether he should turn on the lights again and discuss them carefully.

How can you touch me like that? Such a way of touching that other person.

"It's okay."

The low crust voice was kind for a while tonight.

"If you don't like Shiori, I'll put up with it. I'm sorry I haven't noticed before. Let's get some sleep today."

But to put it that way, he turned his back on the poetry weave and lay down. I don't know why, but I have no choice but to wear a blanket.

The crust apparently really meant to stay asleep, and then never opened a slice.

(... erm)

In the dark, Shiori thinks slowly as she analyzes the words of her earlier crust.

I am not proud but the head spins slowly, so after thinking of plenty of dozens, I came to a conclusion.

(I guess Crust still thinks I don't like being touched by him)

So I guess I just fell asleep saying "I'll be patient" without kissing goodnight as usual or doing a couple's business.

'I never bothered to tell you, but I'm not good at this. Don't touch too much.'

Think back often to your line yesterday.

"This kind of thing" was referring to "snuggling in public," but he still mistakenly thought it was "being touched by a crust."

I thought I could tell him what I thought in the carriage and follow him, but he just said "I like crusts" and it wasn't perfect. "I like it, but I don't like being touched". Has Crust understood that way?

(Crust, I think you could be more arrogant)

There's no reason why I don't like being touched by crusts. Mostly, I've had my skin together many times already, and I wouldn't even say "I actually didn't like it" now.

But I am certainly still unfamiliar with such acts, and I was still embarrassed, so I never asked her out of Shiori.

On second thought, have you ever been aggressive in kissing yourself? The same goes for the act of holding hands. If you realize it, you've already reached out from the crust, and Shiori just accepts its warmth without doing anything.

Shiori also wants a crust, but he didn't show that in his actions from time to time. Wasn't your passive attitude like that a major factor in misleading the crust?

(A little reflection......)

I just silently receive the love from my crust and scold myself in my heart for being so passive all the time.

I looked at Crust's back right next door and apologized for not speaking up. I want to solve the misunderstanding immediately, but would I be asleep already?

I thought it was bad to wake you up on purpose, so I decided to turn it first thing tomorrow morning to apologize and talk properly again, and Shiori closed her eyelids as well.

Then would thirty minutes have passed? It was when I was relaxing in bed, not sleeping very well. I heard a crust hit me in the back —— I thought maybe, I stayed lying down and was gently hugged by my body.

Without opening his eyes, Shiori anticipates, "If you're crust, you're sleeping".

but then he stroked Shiori's cheek, and yet again, this time he had a clear crust willingness in his arms that he had hugged so much to strengthen.

He's definitely awake. Or didn't you sleep from the start, or couldn't you?

Even with his eyes closed, Shiori found out. Crust says he looks very uncut right now.

The power of the arms that held themselves was strengthened again.

"... spicy"

Crust groaned as he nodded his face on Shiori's shoulder.

It's sad.

(Or too pathetic...)

Shiori couldn't stop lifting her eyelids. I can't look any further.

"Crust"

The moment he spoke, the crust rushed away from the poetic weave. With his elbows on, he wakes his torso gently, eyes open and stiff. I didn't think Shiori was awake. My eyes are used to the darkness, too, and I know exactly what a hurried crust looks like.

"Crust"

Shiori whispers again to a crust who looks caught up and doesn't move.

"... su, sorry"

"It's okay."

Reply to the cover feeling. The crust is sweet, so he always thinks best of how Shiori feels. If you let him talk like that, he might say, "Let's separate the bedroom for Shiori."

"You know, Crust"

I was ashamed, but now I served to kick that emotion out. Your face will be slightly red, but it's dark all around and I don't care.

Shiori never aroused her body. Take bold action, unlikely to be yourself before, feeling the beating of the occasional outburst.

Pushing the shoulder of the crust and letting it lie on its back, he crossed it and rode it over his belly.

"Shiori?"

Kiss the confused face crust thoughtfully. It was more embarrassing than I thought to do from myself, and the moment my lips touched me, I immediately let go.

More and more heat builds up on my cheeks. The crust stares at this one with an eye for something incredible.

"Wow, I am! I also like being touched by crusts......!

A loud voice came out in vain, but Shiori proclaimed it right.

"What I said yesterday is that I don't like being touched all over the city or in public, if it's just the two of us... well, I don't like being hugged or kissed..."

Now explain it to me in a low voice.

I kept staring at the crust, trying to say it to the end already.

"I'm glad to be touched by my favorite crust"

- It's true.

And would it have sounded right to Crust, though I added that at the end of the day? There was nothing but a fine voice, like exhaling.

Out of shame, my body is fine. The cheeks will surely be peach-colored. Bite your lips softly to withstand the embarrassment.

I couldn't stay any longer because Crust wouldn't say anything to me. He just stares at this one with his thin mouth open and in love.

"Wow, that's all I'm trying to say!

I want to end this story now. That's what I thought. Shiori tried to retreat from the top of the crust and pull it into bed.

"-- well."

But the awakened crust won't allow it. Reach out from the bottom and accompany the poetry weave cheeks.

Has he noticed that his face is getting hot? I try to tell him to let go, and I look at him with my crust.

And at that moment, I regretted having to look at the crust.

"I heard good things."

In the darkness of the night, where pitch black and deep purple mingled, he was cheering happily ever after.

Even though the eyes are pure somewhere, there is no better color than poetry weave from a melted expression or even an even limb with a full nightgown.

The crust narrowed his eyes and shot through the poetry weave with a glossy gaze.

"Shiori, again --"

Even though the crust, which was losing confidence, was also cute, with a little shame, Poetry Weave leaned her lips as she was invited by his low voice, which shook her eardrum.