After spending the day accompanying my wife, we come back to our beloved little house. Compared to the demon king’s castle, it is small but it is warm and full of memories of me and my wife. The chairs that we used to sit and have a meal, the handmade furniture that I gifted her, the torn bedsheets when we first consummate our marriage. I wonder if my wife is really okay living in a small space like this together with me instead of the spacious and luxurious demon king’s castle.
“Don’t worry too much dear. The demon king’s castle may be big but it is cold and lacking your love.”
As if she could read my mind, my wife grabbed my hands and pulled me inside our home together with Kazuki in her arms. Sometimes I wonder if my wife is really able to read my mind. If she could, there are so many
