I Don’t Know the Original, I’m Too Busy Trying to Make a Living

"......!"

Flap, flap.

Ahwin's hands flailed like wings. Each exhale from Penelope brushed against his body, and he couldn't help but notice.

‘P-Pepe is touching me! No, that's not it!’

I'm lying in the same bed as Penelope!?

Ahwin finally processed the reality of the situation. He had fallen asleep with Penelope. In the same bed!

According to Ahwin's strict sense of propriety, sharing a bed with someone of the opposite gender before marriage was strictly forbidden.

An archbishop officiating. At least three witnesses. A pure white bouquet symbolizing chastity. Rings signifying an eternal vow.

These were the essential components of a wedding.

Only after exchanging rings before a priest and signing a marriage certificate could a man and a woman sleep in the same bed.

"Mm......"

Penelope snuggled closer into Ahwin's embrace. He urgently tried to wake her.

"Pepe, wake up. I’m not ready for this yet!"

At that moment, Penelope murmured sleepily, as if talking in her dreams.

"Marriage is... absolutely out of the question... no matter what."

"......?!"

Crash!

It felt as though lightning struck before Ahwin’s eyes. The shock turned his vision white.

He couldn’t comprehend what he had just heard.

"Pepe? Penelope?"

"Mm..."