My Cute Wife is Mitsuri Kanroji

“Kotaro-sama, I think it’s alright.” 

Before Kotaro could smash the staff on Maeda’s head, Mitsuri came near and stopped him. Maeda, in tears, looked at Mitsuri, smiling innocently at him. 

‘Angel…’ 

Now the tears of fear had turned into tears of happiness. Mitsuri Kenshin, she is really an angel! Even though she was the victim, she still came to save him! 

The gratitude in his heart overflowed towards her. 

But Kotaro couldn’t back out. That uniform showcasing her cleavage, he indeed liked it. But he didn’t want others to see it! 

Tell him he is too insecure or too protective, but he won’t budge from it. Moreover, it was not Mitsuri’s choice; this man tricked her into wearing that. 

For that reason, he won’t forgive him. 

“But Mitsuri---” 

Before Kotaro could complain, Mitsuri pressed her finger against his lips, stopping him from uttering anymore. Her action surprised Kotaro, and then she came near his ear and whispered with a blushed face, 

“Didn’t Kotaro-sama say that he liked this uniform? That’s why I think it’s alright.” 

“You…” 

Kotaro saw Mitsuri blushing, glancing at him from time to time with her eyes, as she pressed her index fingers together. Mitsuri is a bit clumsy and full of innocence, but she isn’t stupid. She understood that her uniform was a bit revealing. 

She had indeed been deceived into believing that it was the standard uniform of the Demon Slayer Corps. It also made her a bit embarrassed to find herself wearing such an outfit, but all that vanished when Kotaro told her he liked it. 

If Kotaro-sama likes it, then she doesn’t have any problems with it. 

Moreover… 

‘After seeing this outfit, won’t Kotaro-sama at night…’ 

Her mind was operating on a whole other level. If Kotaro could read the thoughts in her mind, he would scream where his innocent Mitsuri went, not knowing that he was the one who turned her into this. 

After the coming of her self-realization as a pervert, she was now more proactive in nightly duties. After all, Kotaro-sama likes her perverted self. And she, as his wife, has to do it.

…

“Maeda-san, are you alright?” 

In the end, Kotaro stepped back, making the trembling Masao finally calm down. Mitsuri came near him and bowed, asking him out of concern. 

“Y-Yes, I am… !!!”

Dang! 

His eyes fell on the breasts, specifically the cleavage that could be seen in front of his eyes as Mitsuri was bowing near him. 

His nose exploded, and blood started to flow out. But then he got goosebumps, and its source, he knew it. He turned his eyes and saw Kotaro looking at him with his murderous gaze. 

Gulp! 

Yes, he didn’t see anything. 

He covered his nose with a handkerchief and then stood up with Mitsuri’s help. She just held his arm and pulled him up as if he were a child. 

‘Huh?’ 

And then he understood that this smiling angel was not normal either. Masao vowed in his heart to never do anything against Kotaro or even Mitsuri ever again. That strength to lift him as if he were a child… He feared that if he did something wrong, he might not stay alive. 

Fears made him shiver again, and Mitsuri, who saw him, just smiled and consoled him. 

“Kotaro-sama won’t hurt you, Maeda-san. Let me tell you, he is very kind. But he is a bit protective of me.” 

Mitsuri said it with a bit of pride and a blush, as she praised her husband in front of others. Somehow, she felt quite happy doing it. 

Maybe she should try doing it with others. 

“Y-Yes. Thank you, Mitsuri-sama.” 

Masao bowed and greeted her with respect. Kakushi were the support of Demon Slayers, ultimately of Kotaro and Mitsuri, so they often referred to them with respect. 

“No, it’s nothing worth thanking me for.” 

‘No, it’s everything to thank you for, Mitsuri-sama!’ 

It was Mitsuri whose help made him survive today. Now that all of the hassle was solved, Masao wished to flee as fast as he could before he got caught in some other predicament. 

“W-Well then, please excuse m---” 

But… 

“Maeda-san, can I talk to you for a bit?” 

The voice made Masao sweat. Kotaro stepped in front, patted his shoulder, and looked at him. 

“You have a bit of time, right?” 

“Y-Yes.” 

 Was there any other option he could choose? 

“Kotaro-sama! I think it’s alrig—”

Before, it was Mitsuri who silenced him; now it was his turn.

“I know, Mitsuri. I am just going to talk with Maeda-san. Didn’t I promise you that I wouldn’t hurt him? Have I ever broken a promise before?” 

“No.”

“Then, there is nothing to worry about, right?” 

“Yes…” 

Kotaro looked at Mitsuri and then whispered in her ear, 

“Wear that uniform tonight, Mitsuri.” 

His words made her blush, but she didn’t deny it and just replied to him with a blushed nod. It seems her thoughts were turning real tonight.

“Mm.”

Now that all was over, Kotaro then turned around and put his arms over Masao’s shoulders, as if he were a long-lost friend of his. 

“Now, let’s talk.”

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A/N:

Well, I don’t post on Sundays. But considering that I resumed chapters yesterday, I can’t stop today, right?

So, enjoy the chapter!