Chapter 1109 – #263_명절(6) – DeepL

#1103

1.
After being caught by Albireo, Kotanjou slapped him.

“From now on, you are not allowed to leave the house after ten o’clock, do you understand?”
“Yes….”
“Yes, Master….”
“I’ll talk to you again tomorrow, but you’re on probation!”

Odile and Odette were sent home and placed under curfew.

Unable to argue against the words of the big, heavenly Master, the twins returned to their home in Thule.

In a way, it was the best thing that could have happened.
They didn’t have to see what was to come.

In fact, Albireo was not supposed to come to the hut today.
To be more precise, he was supposed to stop by with Denev, but it was canceled due to too much work.

He’d been informed that he couldn’t make it, so Xiune had continued his somewhat debauched board game.

“Hmm.”

A stiff body that wanted a bath as soon as it was done with its duties.

Albireo thought about it.

So much had happened with Xiu.
It was the closest he’d ever come to a relationship in his long life.

The man who had saved the twins’ lives so many times.
A damned son-in-law who seemed to find more lovers every time he looked away.

A lover who wanders off the beaten path and risks death.
The sorcerer who not only seduced Deneb, who became his little mother-in-law, but also committed a number of acts of violence against Albireo, who was new to bed.

The last paragraph, in particular, has left him traumatized and embarrassed, and he’s been pretty awkward lately.

He had been helpful in the running of the Society, but only to a point, with an invisible, thick wall between them.

There was a long period of time when we had difficulties with each other, even if it was not at the level of ‘I hate you’ or ‘I can never forgive you’.

However, everyday conflicts are often mended after a dramatic event, as evidenced by the reunion endings of Hollywood movies.

Albireo was sad when he heard that Dorothy, one of his lovers, had died.
The grief of losing a loved one is the same for everyone.

He was worried when he set out to seek revenge.
She prayed that he would return safely, for his path was never easy.

I could not have been more pleased when he returned, having accomplished feats worthy of an earldom and successfully led the founding of the Society.

To Albireo, Xinxiu was a son-in-law who had a bite that hurt, but who was also full of resentment.

So here, the older man with more life experience is more understanding.
It was a good time to make a gesture of reconciliation since Xiu and his lovers were celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival.

“…Well, whatever. Maybe some fruit?”

After a quick glance at her face, Albireo grabbed a bunch of fruit and headed for the hut.

“Churrrrrrr! Mmmmmmm! Tastes like a songbird!”

It was the son-in-law who had completely forgotten all about moderation and moderation, and was doing something so filthy that he could not even get into Odile’s skirt and put it in his mouth.

-Took

The fruit basket fell helplessly from Albireo’s hand.

2.
“Seriously, isn’t that a little too much….? What?”
“I’m sorry, I was wrong, now calm down….”
“Do I look calm now?!”

Xie Wu was looking at a rare sight.
An elderly woman who had hit the upper limit of her stats in both nobility and pride was getting drunk.

Her face fell, tears streaming from her lips.
She reminds me of a college girl in her early 20s who is injecting herself after a heartbreak.

After beating the crap out of Xiu, who couldn’t in good conscience resist, Albireo vented his frustration on the bar, gulping down his drink.

“Your assistant wanted to spend her hometown holiday with me, so I let her…! I thought it would be some kind of family gathering or something…. What? How is this even possible, you’re all just as bad, you, you, you, you aiding and abetting!”

Dorothy, Eloah, and Sharon, the object of the protest, cowered in front of Albireo with their heads bowed.

“I thought the Duke was here, and he wouldn’t mind! He should have stopped this! Don’t you think?”
“Count~ I understand your feelings, but isn’t this between lovers?”

“So it’s okay to let her get up your skirt and do aye-aye-aye in front of all the lovers? Odile and Odette are still apprentice witches!”

Giselle Albireo is merely Xiu’s mother-in-law.
Socially speaking, the three of them don’t really need to know each other.

It could be argued that lovers’ affairs should be left to lovers.

“It’s not like I’m saying don’t do it, it’s just, you know, be normal, go out on dates, kiss, make out in bed when the mood strikes, all that stuff!”

But the keyword “apprentice witch” is used in the witching world without distinction between outcast and gehenna.

Albireo’s appeal, “No, there are apprentice witches, and they shouldn’t be messing around like this!” is both justified and necessary.

In short, he’s guilty of something, so he’s going to keep quiet.

However, there are some people for whom this common sense doesn’t apply.

“Big boss, you’ve been talking too much.”
“What?”

This was the case with the Celestial Infantilizer Leroy (+alcohol).

“I’ve been tolerant of Xiu’s shin-kicking and rampage. But the strange board game was prepared by Odile and Odette.”

Sharon, Eloa, Dorothy, and Sioux shook their heads in agreement behind Albireo’s back, but Leroux kept his chin upright as he continued.

“Odile and Odette are Xiu’s lovers, and we wish to honor your position as mother-in-law. But any more than that would be interference in their internal affairs, and from what I hear, House Zemernai has already been in Xin Xiu’s good graces.”
“…….”

A series of inaudible sobs followed.

Linnaeus, who had been slumped over on the couch, opened his eyes briefly as he felt himself stir.
Xiu, sprawled on his stomach with his head on the floor, squeezed his eyes shut.

“Interference?”

He could hear the sound of something breaking.
Leroux was right, this was between lovers.

It was the sound of Albireo’s patience breaking as she tried to ignore the mother’s breakdown as best she could.

Until now, Leroux’s arrogance had earned him Albireo’s tolerance.

Aside from the business arrangements for the oil drilling rights, he had allowed the married witch a generosity of spirit that was rarely seen in a young witch.

“And you’re being so nonchalant about it?”
“Gee, Jim is the queen… whoever you’re talking to….”
“Am I your friend?”

Albireo smirked.
It wasn’t until Leroux saw the artificial, uncomfortable smile that he realized something was wrong.

“So I’m supposed to stand idly by while your two little girls, whose eyes don’t even hurt when you put them in them, play like a couple of roomies? Is that mom or master?”
“What, what, don’t come near me! Dorothy! Dorothy!”

As Albireo approaches, casting Thousand Horse Limbo, the smile on the kind-hearted Buddha’s face falls, replaced by the fierceness of the demon Nachal.
Leroux called out to Dorothy in frustration, but she didn’t move.

“Would you say the same thing if your apprentice witch was doing it?!”
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I think Jim may have slipped up, ahhhhhh!!! I’ve done wrong, I’ve done wrong!”

Albireo pinches Leroux’s temple between his clenched fists as he delivers the corporal punishment.
Leroux suffered through the punishment, unable to use his magic.

3.
“Are you okay?”
“Ugh, I’m fine….”
“Why don’t you use your magic….”
“Shut up, I’ll just stay drunk….”

For the rest of the night, Albireo drank heavily, taking turns pouting at Dorothy and Eloa.

Now that Dorothy, who was quite a hard drinker herself, had been knocked out, not to mention the Master, who had to go to sleep in the middle of the night, Xiu had taken on the role of escorting him back to the mansion.

Alvireo’s tongue is lolling and his steps are staggering.
As she walked down the hallway, half-leaning against Xiu, she smelled of perfume.

Half-liquefied, she was about to slip away like a cat, and as soon as he put his hand around her waist, he was slapped on the back of the hand.

“Yuck!”
“Where are you touching me!”
“Aren’t you supposed to be helping me….”

“I can’t believe you got me this drunk…. You’re trying to do something weird, you think I don’t know? Just try to do something stupid…. I’ll bite you in the ass….”
“…….”

He’s obviously very drunk.
Her pronunciation and tone are jagged, and her normally commanding voice is slurred.

It’s refreshing to see her lose control and get this drunk.
I realized that much of the film will probably be cut tomorrow.

I also felt a little guilty.
After all, it was Xiu’s fault she’d been drinking to this point.

“We’re here.”
“Wow, home….”

They arrived at Albireo’s bedroom without breaking a sweat, thanks to his disciplined spirit body.
I gently set her down on the bed and remove her shoes.

Leaving her rolled-up skirt defenseless, revealing her long legs, Albireo grumbled.

“Pajamas, get me my pajamas…. I don’t sleep in bed in the clothes I usually wear outside….”
“Sure, just wait a minute.”

He brought her clothes without a word, and she undressed without delay.
Apparently, she cared more about taking off her uncomfortable clothes and changing into her attachment pajamas than Xiu’s presence.

One never knows with the mindset of a drunk.

“Water….”
“Yeah.”

I raise my upper body a little and offer the bottle to his mouth, and he gulps it down.
With a refreshing sigh, Albireo laid his head back on the pillow without opening his eyes.

“Don’t even get me started on the manna, you bastardized son-in-law….”
“…I’m sorry.”
“You bastard, you thief, I hate you so much….”
“Disgraceful.”

It was such a dazed utterance that I wasn’t sure if I was speaking to Xiu or to myself, but I apologized anyway.

“In that case, I’m going to go inside.”
“…Wait.”

Albireo took a colorful breath and grabbed Xiu’s sleeve as he turned to leave.
When he turned around, he saw a pair of purple eyes, half-open, staring back at him.

“Still, you did well this time…. Good luck, Mr. Xiu, but don’t push yourself too hard like this…. Mr. Xiu, you have a lot of people to be responsible for…. Okay?”

Xiu’s eyes narrowed.

Their relationship had been pretty stiff lately, and he hadn’t heard much from her since he’d rescued Dorothy.

Praise, encouragement, and concern, albeit drunkenly, for the first time.
I’m not so obtuse as to not recognize the gesture of reconciliation in it.

What a tearfully generous mother-in-law.

“Thank you. Good night.”
“Good night, Xiu-kun, too.”

Xiu blew out the candle and left the bedroom.