"You want to sleep together?"


    When I asked back, Airen floundered in shock, stumbling over her words.


    Her face, which had been red since we started cleaning, was now as red as a tomato.


    "N-No...! That’s not what I meant! I mean, it’s just... it’s time to sleep...! That’s all...!"


    "......."


    She was the one who brought it up, yet she was getting this flustered. What was I supposed to do with that?


    Still, I couldn’t help but smile.


    Yeah. This was exactly the Airen Juliet I knew.


    I glanced at the bed.@@@@


    ...Huh?


    Airen muttered something under her breath, her head lowered. It was too quiet for me to catch.


    Before long, she seemed to have sorted out her thoughts and spoke again, her tone much calmer.


    "...Yeah. That’s right. That makes sense. Okay, Swen. Let’s get some rest."


    "Alright."


    Sharing a double bed wasn’t exactly a problem—for me as a man, at least.


    But for her, as a woman, it was probably embarrassing.


    We weren’t even married, so it was only natural for her to feel uncomfortable.


    Marriage, huh...


    Now that it came to this, maybe I should just make Airen my first wife?


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