How To Get My Husband On My Side

Chapter 53

Before I could doubt my ears, I was already heading straight for the dance hall, held by my husband's fearsome grip.

My eyes, which looked back without knowing what to do, also saw his three friends with a bewildered face.

Hey, this isn't it.

"You know, right now, I'm really..."

"Are you feeling shy all of a sudden? We have to dance first so that others can continue."

You're right, but! It doesn't make sense that you're dancing with me? And in that outfit! In that flashy outfit! Who the hell are you trying to seduce?

"It's not that, it's just like a dream."

I'm not laughing right now. Please someone tell me this isn't a death flag.

As I recalled, Izek of the original work was an ancient, iron-clad man who did not dance with me or anyone else. How could I not be suspicious of such unexpected behavior?

Who the hell are you? Izek's assassin?

As we reached the dance hall together, with me trying to hide my confusion, the crowd's reaction was divided into two.

Shock, and frenzy.

"What, Izek is dancing? Where is he, where the hell is he!"

"Here goes nothing."

"What shit, I hope he steps on his wife's foot and humiliates himself!"

"Fall down and break your leg!"

Hubby, I'm thrilled to see your relationship with paladins. How have you lived your life?

In contrast to me, who was trying to escape from the chaos, the man responsible for it, stood without any shame under the sky.

Was this what the main character looked like? What a know-it-all he was.

"I thought you'd like it because you suggested it excitedly, but suddenly you don't want to dance with me?"

"D-Don't say that. I'm just a little nervous because it's been so long."

My heart was beating so fast.

Let's calm down. I am a puppet. Just a dancing puppet. As always.

"Is there a dance that's popular in Romagna?"

"There is, but maybe it's a little...."

"Then, I'll take it. You can lead the way."

What? Lead the way? I didn't want to.

Whatever the nobles here thought was the most important thing.

I'm glad I wore shoes with short heels.

A cheerful waltz piece played by musicians spread dramatically in a grim melody.

Why did it sound like Day of Judgement, Requiem to me?

Haha, there was a half-naked assassin-looking monster in front of me... if I stepped on that metal foot, I'd break my own foot instead.

I am a dancing puppet.

I just had to show an interesting dance move to receive the mercy of the assassin.

Trying to concentrate on the idea, I left myself to the flowing melody.

In the beginning, it was a dance that was performed closely with each other, so it was killing me because of his abs and his bare chest that was barely revealed.