Asha extended a hand to Ulysses with a sultry look in her eyes, inviting him to dance.
Ulysses was taken aback and looked around, but soon composed himself and walked onto the stage.
Asha took his hands and moved her feet playfully, dancing a lively, unidentified dance.
The cheers of the organization’s members grew louder, but the two were completely engrossed in their dance, undisturbed by the laughter.
Jackal was watching them for a while when suddenly someone’s hand moved ‘whoosh’ before his eyes.
When he came to his senses and looked to the side, Gev was grinning mischievously and said,
“Captain, you haven’t taken your eyes off Asha for a single moment, have you?”
Jackal was flustered.
He felt his face turn hot with the alcohol.
“Even smiling at the corner of your mouth?”
Gev giggled, seemingly amused by teasing him.
Jackal quickly composed his face and glared sharply at him, and Gev quickly lowered his eyes, saying,
“I’ve overstepped my bounds.”
“You know it well.”
“Then, since I’ve gone too far, I might as well go a bit further.”
As Jackal looked at him as if to ask what he meant, Gev lifted one arm and flew over to Asha with a smug swagger.
To celebrate his healed leg, Gev also took Asha’s hand and started dancing an unidentified dance, and the organization’s members all exploded in uproarious laughter.
He didn’t know how to dance and just moved his body to the beat, but Asha matched all his movements.
Jackal’s eyes, watching the two of them, were burning brighter than a bonfire.
Gev winked at him and grinned slyly.
“If you’re confident, why don’t you come out too, Captain?”
“……”
Jackal couldn’t bring himself to say he couldn’t dance, wearing a very displeased expression.
He wanted to dance with Asha too, but he couldn’t go out rashly, fearing she would be disappointed by his clumsy movements.
He knew how to dance a threatening sword dance, but he had never danced a social dance with grace and charm.
If he went out now, he might end up performing a sword dance against Gev.
Gev seemed to notice this and giggled, then bowed politely to Asha, unlike the dance he had just been doing.
He thought that if he teased him any more, it might not be his leg but his mouth that got stitched up next time.
So, as the festive night passed and dawn arrived, Asha’s eyes were halfclosed.
Then, suddenly, she saw Jackal, who was sitting on a log, carving a piece of wood with a rough dagger.
He often carved wood to make something when he had time.
But looking at him, not creating anything meaningful, it seemed like a habitual action when he wanted to clear his thoughts.
The moonlight settled on his grayblue hair like snow.
Perhaps because of the light, his hair momentarily appeared mysterious purple.
As Asha stared at him as if enchanted, Jackal felt her gaze and looked at her.
Seeing Asha’s intoxicated expression, he clicked his tongue.
“You’re drunk again. Go in and wipe your feet and sleep.”
Jackal’s words froze.
Suddenly, Asha leaned against his shoulder with a thump, her eyes closed.
He glanced at her face and muttered to himself as if talking to himself.
“She’s really drunk.”
“Mmm……”
Like she did with Shepi, Asha rubbed her face on his shoulder, nestling deeper into his embrace.
Jackal’s eyes widened and he froze completely.
Asha, already drunk and now overwhelmed by sleep, didn’t know what she was doing.
Jackal’s heart raced.
He lent her his shoulder without a word, then carefully wrapped a blanket around her so as not to wake her.
Asha mumbled with her eyes closed.
“Shepi’s smell…… nice……”
He let out a hollow laugh, but his eyes, looking at Asha, were filled with affection.
But as he mulled over the name Shepira, his expression soon turned bitter.
“If you find out who I am, you’ll eventually not like me either…”
What woman could possibly like a man who can transform into a horse?
He disliked the fact that he was part of the horse tribe, and he thought his transformation into a horse was a weakness.
He had not disclosed this fact to his organization members because he thought they might be shocked to find out that their leader was a horse, and might hate him, or that it might cause confusion within the organization.
It was a sort of complex for him.
On the wedding night, if there was a wild horse standing beside the bed instead of the husband, probably every bride would faint in shock.
All members of the Kelphi tribe were forced to momentarily reveal their true form when spending the first night with the opposite sex.
It was as if the gods had played a cruel joke to prevent them from hiding their true identity and continuing a false love.
There was the advantage of being able to form a deep trust and a fated relationship with a spouse, but he had firmly believed that there would be no women in his life.
But before he knew it, Asha had taken root quite deeply in his everyday life without his noticing.
His feelings for her also grew uncontrollably in his chest.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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