I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 739

There is a slang term called "a flower in each hand."

It refers to dating two beautiful women at the same time, a situation that stimulates men’s romantic fantasies.

In fact, polygamy was permitted in this world, and one of my acquaintances had three wives.

From the outside, you might envy him, but according to Praise the Sun’s testimony, it was much harder than it seemed.

It wasn’t just in a physical sense; mentally, it was a quite exhausting path to walk.

So, what if those women were far from ordinary, and in fact, ranked at the very top in terms of power and reputation?

"...."

"...."

"...."

A suffocating pressure was a given, and neither of them could easily open their mouths.

I closed my eyes, trying to ignore the vivid sensations coming from each of my arms.

Closing my eyes only made the sensations clearer, but if I didn’t do this, I felt like a problem would arise.

Up until now, I had been in a situation where I couldn’t release my desires by force.

Although Elia had started living at our house, there had been almost no direct contact like this.

’I thought I’d never have to sing the national anthem except when I was in the military...’

The moment I let my guard down, I would be letting go of my life as well.

I endured by silently singing a mix of the national anthem and Bible verses in my head.

"In the Central Plains, wasn’t physical contact between men and women only allowed for those who are betrothed?"

Meanwhile, Ash spoke to Yoo So-wol, who was holding onto my other arm.

Unlike her gentle tone, her words were bristling with thorns.

"It seems the Western Kingdoms do not require a betrothal for such things."

"This level of affection is considered light by the standards of the Messiah Empire, you know?"

Having said that, Ash linked her arm even more tightly with mine.

Since she had a chest that was larger than average anyway, the sensation of being pressed against her was transmitted even more intensely.

"I would appreciate it if you did not mock me. I know that no matter how open-minded a place is, this kind of physical contact is far from normal."

"Still, it’s better than the Central Plains. In this land, you can only engage in this kind of skinship after getting betrothed, right?"

"That is not necessarily true. There are many who share affection in secret before betrothal."

They were speaking in different languages, but it was fine. They both already had Translation Orbs.

More than that, I wished they would please let go of me in the midst of this fierce battle. My face was burning in a different sense.

"Um... first of all, Ash, why don’t you go down and wash up? Looking at your clothes now, they’re covered in blood and dirt."

I spoke to Ash in a voice as suppressed as possible. The moment I said something wrong here, I would be utterly humiliated.

Fortunately, at my words, Ash checked her body here and there.

The white robes for women she wore when visiting the Heavenly Demon Cult. It was hard to find an intact part.

The upper body was one thing, but her lower body was particularly bad; only half of her thighs were covered, and the rest was completely torn.

Furthermore, since it was a pure white outfit, the blood and dirt stood out even more clearly, making it no different from rags.

"Mmm... I should. I can’t go down looking like this."

"I will bring... no, I will bring the clothes with Eun-gong. You had better wait here."

Seizing the opportunity, Yoo So-wol pulled my arm firmly and said.

But Ash was no pushover. As soon as Yoo So-wol pulled, she pulled back and retorted.

"You’re going to leave a fragile woman like me on this rugged snowy mountain? What if I run into danger?"

"Hearing that from someone who just tore up the entire snowy mountain leaves me speechless."

"That was when I was full of energy. Right now, even standing up is difficult, you know?"

It might sound like malingering, but surprisingly, it was true. Ash was half-clinging to me.

Even though she had drunk an Elixir, she didn’t possess a transcendent recovery rate like me.

No matter how great she was, she would need to rest deeply for at least a few days to fully recover.

"Then you had better stay here with me. It would be best to wait until Eun-gong buys the clothes and returns."

"That would be better."

After trading arguments back and forth, they found a compromise. I would go buy Ash’s clothes myself and return.

Since there was no other real alternative, it was a wise plan.

Thanks to that, I was able to escape the "flower in each hand" situation and prevent my patience from snapping.

"Then I’ll head out first."

"Yes. Oh, by the way, my clothing size is..."

"If he buys a women’s martial robe, it will fit well enough, so there is no need to tell him."

Before Ash could say anything, Yoo So-wol cut her off immediately.

After figuring out roughly where we were, I ran quickly toward the Heavenly Demon Cult.

Kwaang! Kwang!

With every step I took, the ground shook violently and was deeply gouged, my body shooting forward like an arrow.

Thanks to that, it didn’t take long to reach the Heavenly Demon Cult.

’Let’s buy it quickly and go back.’

It probably wouldn’t happen, but there was no telling what might transpire between those two.

Because the two of them were like water and fire, complete opposites. Why not water and oil, you ask?

If you shake water and oil, they mix for a brief moment, but the moment water and fire meet, one is simply extinguished.

Of course, that was just my speculation, so there was no need to be overly anxious.

Soon, to prevent any annoying trouble, I bought a Satgat from a nearby general store and headed to a clothing shop.

’A clothing shop... Ah, there it is.’

Since there was a shop I had eyed beforehand, I entered without delay.

It would also be good to buy some clothes for myself, since mine had turned into rags.

"Excuse me. May I come in?"

"We’re not open right now... Huh? Oh, oh?! H-Heavenly God-nim! Of course! By all means, please come in!"

To make a quick purchase, I slightly lifted my Satgat to show my face only to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper must have recognized my face, as he bowed obsequiously and guided me in.

I thought I’d be able to buy the clothes quickly, but that thought was short-lived.

"Huh? Oh my? To think we’d meet in a place like this."

"...Princess Kaylin?"

Whether it was a prank of fate, Princess Kaylin, who was browsing clothes, and...

"P-Princess. The shoulders and bottom of this outfit are too revealing... Huh?"

...Asella, who had just finished changing, ran right into me.

I couldn’t help but have my eyes stolen by the outfit Asella was wearing for a moment.

After all, she was someone who usually wore leather pants and a dress shirt. But look at her now.

I could overlook the color of the clothing, which perfectly matched her orange hair. It suited her.

But many other parts caught my eye. First was her completely exposed lower body.

Even Ash wore stockings that barely covered her thighs under her qipao, but Asella didn’t even have that.

Because she was wearing just a qipao, her thighs would be fully revealed with even the slightest flutter.

Moreover, it was a halterneck style that boldly exposed her shoulders and arms, making her chest stand out.

Finally, she even had her hair in cute double buns, perfectly fitting the Central Plains style.

It was a fashion that coexisted with cuteness and sexiness, completely breaking away from her image as a Hero.

"G-G-Grylls... No, Ch-Chief God-nim?! Th-this is, well...!"

Confronted by me, Asella showed an agitated reaction.

She was in a frenzy, not knowing whether to cover her fully exposed thighs or her bare shoulders.

With her face turning as red as a tomato, it seemed I had walked in at a very bad time.

’No wonder there were barely any customers in a clothing shop of this size...’

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In the end, unable to bear the embarrassment, just as Asella was about to flee to the fitting room...

"Where are you going, Hero-nim? You must show such a beautiful appearance to Chief God-nim."

"B-but...! Th-this is too...!"

"Oh, come on. Chief God-nim likes it too. Look."

"I-Is that true...?"

Just as Asella was about to run, Kaylin gently grabbed her shoulder and whispered.

It reached my ears clearly, as if she intended for me to hear. And Asella actually let herself be persuaded by it.

Subsequently, Asella hesitantly approached me and slowly lifted her head.

She was someone who never usually dolled herself up, so seeing her styled like this gave off a completely different vibe.

"Ch-Chief God-nim...!"

"Yes, Asella."

"Does... d-does it look good on me...?"

Asella spoke shyly with her head bowed. She kept glancing at me while pulling down the hem of her qipao to somehow cover her thighs.

Since it suited her so well that I couldn’t possibly say no, I gave a positive reply.

"It looks great on you, Asella. Did Princess Kaylin pick it out for you?"

"Y-yes... She said that since we came all the way to the Central Plains, we should wear their traditional attire so as not to arouse the suspicion of the locals..."

That made perfect sense. It was one of the ways to win the favor of foreigners.

The most effective way was to speak the country’s language fluently, and the next was to wear their traditional clothing.

’But did she really have to wear something like this...?’

Out of so many clothes, it was a bit puzzling that she chose this of all things.

Looking up at Kaylin, sure enough, I could see her desperately holding back her laughter.

No matter how much Asella was the Orange Badge of the Gallery, she didn’t know everything about the world.

Especially when it came to matters of ’diplomacy,’ she likely fell short compared to Kaylin.

’Are the Demon Race really born trolls...?’

Anyway, regardless of how well it suited her, I advised her that it would be better to wear different clothes.

Asella also seemed embarrassed to walk around in this outfit, as she eagerly agreed.

"It’s a pity since it looks so good on you. Instead, I’ll buy this outfit for you. As a souvenir of your visit to the Central Plains."

"I-I’m fine..."

"Even though Chief God-nim said you look pretty, really?"

"I-I’ll take it...!"

I only said it suited her, I didn’t say she was pretty.

Well, she was indeed pretty, so I didn’t bother pointing that out.

A moment later, Asella went into the fitting room to change into ordinary martial robes.

In the meantime, I purchased a set of women’s martial robes for Ash to wear.

’And buy mine while I’m at it.’

Because of the fierce battle with Ash, my clothes weren’t in very good condition either.

Perhaps because of that, while Asella was away, Kaylin casually spoke to me.

"By the way, what on earth happened to make your clothes so ruined?"

"I warmed up a bit on the back mountain. I wanted to see if there was any difference between the inside and outside of the Forest of the Four Seasons."

Anticipating such a question, I answered immediately.

Many posts had already been uploaded to the Gallery about strange occurrences in the mountain range of the Heavenly Demon Cult.

"I see. Did you feel any difference?"

"A little?"

"Chief God-nim’s ’a little’ can probably be considered a difference between heaven and earth for us."

"It’s not that much."

I chuckled at Kaylin’s joke-like remark and finished purchasing all the clothes.

All that was left was to return to Ash. I planned to say goodbye once Asella finished changing.

"Chief God-nim."

"Yes."

"You don’t happen to have a hobby of cross-dressing, do you?"

"...Pardon?"

While waiting for Asella, Kaylin suddenly threw a random question at me.

Just as I was dumbfounded by the truly baffling question, she smiled brightly and continued.

"It’s because there was a women’s outfit among the clothes you just bought."

"Ah. So that’s what it was. It’s actually an outfit for when we return."

"When you return? Oh, right. The Elf Queen was in the Forest of the Four Seasons, wasn’t she? I completely forgot."

"Yes."

Of course, that wasn’t the case right now. I had only bought clothes for Ash.

I planned to buy clothes for Elia and the rest of the group when we actually returned.

Dolsoe would probably like it the most. He had been consistently wearing the clothes that were the legacy of the Blood Demon.

Right now, because of hygiene, they only served as keepsakes and he didn’t wear them.

Kaylin nodded as if convinced, then said with a playful smile.

"May I come along too?"

"Pardon?"

"It’s a joke, a joke."

What a funny joke. I chuckled.

Soon, after purchasing all the clothes, I said goodbye to Asella, who had come out, and moved on.

Now, all that was left was to return to the mountain and give Ash her clothes.

’By the way, it’s almost time to go back.’

My mind was in a flutter.

After doing all kinds of crazy shit just to get out, to think I have to go back now.

As they say, life is full of ups and downs, and you never know what will happen.

’Maybe it’s because I found a way to come outside.’

With that, I headed to where Yoo So-wol and Ash were waiting.

"Agh! Aaagh! L-let go of this!"

"I refuse."

"I told you to let go!"

"You let go first."

I found the two of them fighting, pulling each other’s hair.

’...It seems they’ve gotten close.’

There must be people who have had this kind of experience in life.

When meeting and talking with a friend and that friend’s friend, there was not a single bit of awkwardness.

But the moment the friend acting as the bridge steps away for a moment, a terrifying awkwardness is bound to settle in.

Even if you make an effort to break that awkwardness, there are gaps that simply cannot be filled.

And right now, Yoo So-wol and Ash were in exactly that situation.

Of course, these two had met before, and furthermore, had even fought a preliminary battle.

Hostility would have suited them better than awkwardness, but right now, there wasn’t even that.

"...."

"...."

Literally, only awkwardness had settled between them.

They were openly keeping each other in check over a man, but once that man disappeared, there was no hostility or anything.

They just watched each other, as if not knowing what to say first.

But while Yoo So-wol might have been fine, this silence was very difficult for Ash.

"...Hey. Chun-ma-ssi."

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When Ash spoke, Yoo So-wol replied in her characteristic blunt tone.

Ash glanced at Yoo So-wol, who was standing at a distance that felt both close and far, and spoke quietly.

"Are you really going to date Grylls-ssi?"

"I thought I had expressed my feelings clearly enough."

"But you are the Heavenly Demon."

"And Eun-gong is the Heavenly God. Do we not suit each other?"

"Hah."

Whether she was shameless or confident. Of course, it wasn’t a point Ash herself was in a position to make.

Since she knew this as well, she didn’t say anything more.

"Suiting each other aside... you have no intention of hiding it anymore, right?"

"I did not hide it. I merely did not reveal it."

"That’s what hiding means, woman."

"...."

At Ash’s scolding, Yoo So-wol slightly turned her body away. It was a reaction showing she couldn’t think of a retort.

Ash chuckled inwardly at that reaction.

Though they hadn’t met long ago, she thought she was a truly dishonest woman.

"So, are you really going to announce it? I will the moment I get the chance."

"An announcement or whatever is meaningless."

"Pardon?"

"Within the Cult, rumors are already circulating that I and Eun-gong will become one."

"...."

This time, Ash was left speechless. Indeed, such rumors were circulating.

Although Grylls himself had shown a flustered reaction, once feelings were confirmed, it was meaningless.

For now, it only circulated within the Demonic Cult, but rumors have wings.

At some point, it was highly likely to spread to the entire Central Plains and then instantly to the whole world.

Moreover, even if one just gently sprinkled ’Discussion Topics’ in the Gallery, people would eagerly bite.

’This person was already doing that? And yet she only expressed it now?’

She thought she was getting ahead, but in reality, Yoo So-wol was already leading.

The funny thing was, while the horse was running forward, the rider had only just stepped off the starting line.

"Wow... if it were me, I would have confessed long ago. You’re so innocent it’s frustrating to watch."

"Is it not better than acting unsightly after severely passing the marriageable age?"

"...Did you really have to add the word ’severely’?"

"As far as I know, you will soon reach forty."

"This person is really being petty...!"

Forty, meaning forty years old.

Ash’s current age was 36. Since it was indeed not far off, she couldn’t help but feel upset.

That was why she felt a bit rushed in clinging to him, and rather than being angry, she was worried.

At this, Ash, after a brief moment of anger, asked in a timid voice.

"...Did I really look unsightly?"

"Just as you described me as innocent, it merely appeared unsightly to me. Originally, things are perceived differently depending on each person’s perspective."

"You beat around the bush like a true Central Plains person."

"If Eun-gong looks at you, he will think like this: ’This woman does not love me, she merely thinks she found a good husband material.’"

"...."

A clear, hard-hitting truth was delivered from Yoo So-wol’s mouth. Ash shut her mouth.

Indeed, she couldn’t deny it. First of all, Ash was also a solo-since-birth with absolutely no dating experience.

At the same time, prejudices against her had piled up considerably. Since she had publicly declared that she wouldn’t marry unless the man was stronger than her.

Even though Grylls had won this fight, just as Yoo So-wol said, Grylls might judge differently.

"...Hearing you say that makes my heart sting. I definitely thought we had gotten closer."

"Do you love Eun-gong?"

"Yes."

At first, she only had the thought of finding a husband.

But they had formed a good rapport, and above all, Grylls felt a great debt of gratitude toward Ash.

Had he not repeatedly said that the first person he wanted to meet when he came outside was Ash?

As Ash shared various conversations with him accordingly, she felt a tickling sensation in her chest.

It didn’t take long for her to realize that it was love.

"How can you be so sure?"

"My mother told me."

"Mmm. That is certain then."

Since an experienced person, of all people, had told her, how could she not know?

It wasn’t for nothing that even Ash had yelled at her mother for being unsightly.

"Just being next to him makes me smile like a fool, so what else could it be but love? What about you?"

"I, too, feel my face flush and find it difficult to meet his eyes when I am next to Eun-gong."

Even if their ways were different, it was certain that they both harbored affection for the same man.

The moment they realized this, they looked at each other.

Black hair and black eyes. Silver hair with a faint blue tint and blue eyes.

Not only their appearance, but their personalities were also on opposite ends, to the point where it wouldn’t be wrong to say they ran on parallel lines.

’Tsk... Should I grow my hair long too? Pure and innocent definitely looks better...’

’What did Eun-gong see in this person to harbor affection? Is it indeed the lack of distance...?’

Sharing the same bed but dreaming different dreams, the two of them were too different.

’No. There’s no point in copying her. I should just do things my way. Actually, let’s cut my hair short this time. It would be better to go back to a bob like in the old days.’

’Hmm. Still, it does not suit my nature after all. If we get close too suddenly, Eun-gong will feel burdened.’

Thus, they came to make similar yet different resolutions. It was truly a mirror-like relationship.

"I don’t particularly envy your position. Even if you date, you can’t show it off, can you?"

"Is it not the same for both of us?"

"What do you mean the same? Even if I openly show it off, everyone will accept it. You’re only recognized within the Demonic Cult, aren’t you?"

"Then the Demonic Cult just needs to expand to the world."

After bickering.

"An innocent fool who can’t even eat when spoon-fed."

"An unsightly old hag."

After launching personal attacks.

"Agh! L-let go of this! I told you to let go!"

"You are the one who started this."

"How can someone who is the Heavenly Demon pull hair?!"

"And did you not try to pinch my cheek?"

They continued a truly childish fight that didn’t suit their reputations at all.

Of course, it was necessary to take into account that Ash was utterly exhausted.

Yoo So-wol also wanted to fight properly, but the current Ash wouldn’t even be a warm-up.

"...What are you both doing?"

Still, to Grylls, it was a scene that was baffling in many ways.

’They really did get close.’

I could confidently conclude in my mind.