Master, May I Suck It Up? (Lisrene)

Chapter 40

'Are you smiling?'

There's no way she doesn't know what that orange-haired woman was doing, but Lisa smiled in response. It was far away, so Irene couldn't hear Lisa, but it was clear that she was enjoying herself. Lisa's even teeth shone in the bright sunlight. At that grin, Irene's eyes darkened.

I can't believe you're laughing in front of others. My Lisa. Irene felt like the world was collapsing at that simple fact.

Irene had never even imagined it. Her Lisa-flirting and playing with another woman.

'How dare you smile at another woman?'

Who are you trying to bewitch? No, it seems that the amount of people who would anxiously stand around her, even if she ignored them, would still be enough to fill the plaza....But if she was laughing so beautifully-! Who wouldn't be seduced? Wouldn't that be like declaring war?

Unconsciously, Irene clenched her fists and glared at Lisa.

The conversation went on for a long time. Every time the 'orange head' rocked back and forth, her intestines twisted.

'What the hell are you talking about?'

She had followed Lisa secretly, so she couldn't hear their voices because she kept a distance.

'I wish I could hear a little bit... ... .'

All of Irene's nerves turned to the orange head.

Then the woman burst out laughing loud enough to be overheard by Irene. The woman naturally wrapped her arms around Lisa and dragged her into a small inn. Lisa's face had a pale blush that only Irene could discern.

'Insane-What!?'

Irene couldn't control the emotions boiling from deep inside her body. Lava was burning to the top of her head, and it felt like it would explode at any moment.

'What the hell is going on here?'

Complex feelings of wanting to know but wanting not to know were swirling together, making her dizzy. She could not wrap her head around this situation.

'Why are you two going in there? What is that place? No, why are you two together? What are you two going to do?'

Whatever it was, she had to stop the two of them from entering that narrow and shabby-looking building right away.

Thoughts came later. Actions came now. If Lisa had done something unthinkable-or tried to do it, she would have to hit her mercilessly, but she had no intention of condoning what was happening right in front of her eyes.

"Honey!"

Irene shrieked so loud as if she was addressing her enemy. Lisa turned her head, following Irene's familiar voice, and her face froze as if she had seen a ghost.

"What are you doing here?"

Irene came up to her in the blink of an eye and possessively snatched Lisa's arm while raising her eyebrows at her. She stretched the corners of her mouth and clenched her teeth, trying to speak as naturally as possible. But the anger and excitement came out intact.

'Umm?'

She looked at Lisa thinking: 'You're dead when you get home, prepare to be punished!'

She was looking at Lisa's eyes, thinking that Lisa's expression looked dumbfounded, loose like an idiot for a moment. It wasn't the acting she had witnessed for a long time in the past, but a face she had never seen before. Rather than panic and trembling, Irene was rather bewildered by Lisa's pale expression, like she was so embarrassed that she wanted to die.

"Oh, you must be her wife. Shall we go in together?"

The orange head politely hauled Irene along.

'Together? Are you crazy?'

Without an opportunity to respond, Irene was pushed into the building. After that, Lisa's whimper followed like an auditory hallucination.

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"Ring?"

The woman took out a band with fine blue jewels resembling Irene's eyes.

"How meticulously she was in choosing. I've been struggling a lot to get these gems. It's difficult to find, but it took even longer because she turned down most of them. Your husband has been the most demanding customer I have ever had during my over 30 years as a craftsman. And I used to work in the capital."

Upon closer inspection, the woman with the orange hair was a fairly dignified and grave madam.

'My delusions were a bit off...... .'

Irene's face, which had been blinded by jealousy, flushed red.

"I wanted to give it to you as birthday present, but since my wife was in such a hurry... ... . Honey, would you like to try it on?"

Irene's pupils shook slightly. Lisa remembered a birthday she had never mentioned before. Then, before she could wonder if she should be moved or insist on asking her where the money came from-her head exploded when she suddenly heard her address for her.

'Her wife! What do you mean, honey*? Oh man, she must be losing it.' [t1v: in Korean "Honey" is an exclusive term of endearment and an address between married couples only]

Irene barely managed to calm the twitching corners of her lips and extended her hand gracefully. As the ring slipped on into the ring finger of her left hand, it fit her perfectly. As if the band had found its rightful place and she was proud of it, Lisa raised her hand and kissed it.

"Beautiful."

Was this how it felt like to be proposed to? Irene's face burned red at Lisa's hot gaze that looked like it would swallow her whole at any moment.