Chapter: 107 In The End, I Still Decided To Ask.
For days… I mulled over that new power of Celia’s. Thankfully, my wife was mostly joking about getting addicted to that again. Since June, Celia hasn’t tried to do any matchmaking again, nor use Thread of Love either.
At the very least, Celia knew that it wasn’t really needed for most people. Even if you and your spouse aren’t connected via those threads, it doesn’t invalidate the love you share. Since that is the case, and most of our friends and family were already quite happy… it didn’t come up in conversation.
I said that it was days, but you shouldn’t ever trust a time estimate from a Higher Being. Rather, I think that at least a month or so went by since June’s speedy marriage. And now, here I was, about to ask something of Celia… which may end up being one of the worst things I ask of her.
Celia: “No.” She instantly denied.
Vulely: “Eh? I haven’t asked you anything yet, and our thoughts should be hidden by default now… Did you get an even more powerful thought hearing ability after Evolving?!” I exclaimed in pure confusion and horror.
Was… that disagreement with Guanyu over Selfros (who has since become one of Celia’s wives, if you’re curious) not an outlier? In this final Evolution… is Celia now finally free, or maybe arrogant? No, that can’t be it! It must just be bad luck.
Celia: “Even if I did get something like that, I wouldn’t use it, out of respect for my friends and family. Also, you want me to cast Thread of Love on myself, to see if those in my harem are actually my destined lovers, right?” She clarified with a raised eyebrow and knowing tone.
Vulely: “That’s correct, yes.” I replied with a weak nod, acting like a scolded child.
Celia: “And… is doing this really necessary for you? The other wives would very likely not ask this on their own.” She added with a sigh, now crossing her arms.
Vulely: “Well… I know that you love me, Celia. I am just… curious.” I admit with an awkward tone and expression.
Celia: “…”
Later, After Celia And I Asked The Rest Of The Harem For Permission.
Celia: “Are you ready?” She asked with a smirk.
Vulely: “You… were so reluctant to do this hours ago.” I replied with a pouty tone.
Celia: “I didn’t have permission to use that spell, and, truthfully… while curious as well, I couldn’t bring myself to fall onto that potential grenade willingly. Ah, right. Thanks for taking the hit for me, my dear wifey!” She expressed with a grand smile, giving me a tight hug, mixed with light smooches on my face.
Vulely: “( ’-’ ~)”
Amelie: “Enough flirting, please. I want to see if my incestuous past desires for Celia could be retroactively justified!” She exclaimed, sat down in a movie theater chair (which she brought to Celia’s room), popcorn-filled bucket in hand.
Celia and Vulely: “(- _ -)”
Flash!
Using Thread of Love on herself, the true horror was then presented to Amelie (a now unwitting victim) and I. No, there wasn’t only one thread. In fact… somehow, Celia was connected to each of her wives, not a single one left out. Of course, Amelie didn’t end up being one of Celia’s destined lovers. However… there was… oh Goddess, what have I done?! The harem will never let me forget this act, this day; they might even consider it a new original sin…