I Married Because I Wanted To Live A Normal Life

Hisch and I had a noticeable height difference, but even when he lifted me up, our eye level was almost the same.

Hisch held me tightly, as if to keep me from getting wet, and took a step forward. Suddenly, he stopped and looked down at me.

When I looked up at him in confusion, Hisch tilted his head slightly. When I blinked in approval at his subtle request for permission, he leaned in deeper and kissed me.

It was a shallow kiss, perhaps because he was aware of the people around us. I blinked my eyes in surprise.

I thought Hisch had become more comfortable with physical contact lately, but I never expected him to initiate such intimacy.

He looked at me with a slightly shy smile. It was hard to tell if the blush was from the sunset or because he was embarrassed.

But his round black eyes shone warmer than anything else.

“Because it’s the perfect height for a kiss.”

Hisch repeated the excuse I once told him, smiling innocently.

The shimmering waves and droplets of water splashing from his clothes reflected the sunlight, making Hisch sparkle.

And so, I wrapped my arms around Hisch’s neck and pressed my forehead against his.

“It really is.”

I said with a smile. And one more time, I kissed him, gently closing my eyes.

Since then, a relatively peaceful time has passed.

Hisch has temporarily stopped his duties outside. There was no reason for him to move around and attract attention while there were outsiders in the territory.

Sudden free time allowed Hisch to pour his heart and soul into tending to his ‘secret garden’. I would occasionally go for a walk and watch him work, or lend a hand a bit on the side.

Of course, there was little I could do to help, as I had a very high probability of killing a plant if I tried to grow it.

The only amusing thing was that Hisch didn’t like insects very much.

It was kind of funny, and actually kind of cute to see him freaking out and getting scared of an existence that would disappear if he just touched them.

“Doesn’t Liddell get scared of insects…?”

Hisch looked at me as if he were looking at a great person.

“They have too many legs to not be gross.”

“Do you really need to observe them in such detail? You just need to know that they’re just some little things that crawl around.”

I thought about teasing Hisch by putting a bug that looked like a centipede I had seen on Earth on his shovel, but I stopped since he looked like he hated it and would really cry.

I wondered why he didn’t just close his eyes and use his ability to kill those insects if he hated them so much.

Maybe it’s because the mindset of valuing life is deeply ingrained in his body.

Even my serious thoughts didn’t last long, as Hisch quickly made a professional statement: ‘Among insects, there are pests but also beneficial ones, so we shouldn’t kill them indiscriminately.’ With that, I lightly reflected that I had once again become too engrossed in my thoughts.

Anyway, among the plants that have been grown so far, the one that showed exceptionally remarkable growth was corn… -like plant.

No, let’s just call it corn.

Since Hisch was so curious if there was any dish I could make with it, I decided to demonstrate my nonexistent cooking skills.

For the record, I’m the kind of person who could barely adjust the water level for instant noodles, and since coming to this world, I’ve been someone who just accepts whatever people offer me.

At first, I thought about just lightly boiling the corn, but since Hisch seemed so excited, I suddenly thought of popcorn.

For some reason, in novels where modern humans have been transported to another world, the first time the residents of that world see popcorn, they would either like it or not because it was a snack that was white as snow, or because it had an unusual texture.

So, with the help of the head chef, I somehow managed to make a snack that looked like popcorn. When I gave it to Hisch to try, he said it was really delicious.

Perhaps… I could earn some money here by making simple Korean food and selling it?

With that dream in mind, I also gave some popcorn to Sein, but this noble bastard to the core politely refused, saying it ‘tasted somewhat empty and poor’.

These noble bastards…

I thought to myself as I munched on the popcorn, which tasted a bit boring compared to what I was used to in the modern world.

While spending peaceful and carefree days, I let Edwin Roelich spread his wings freely within the territory. I thought it would be less suspicious to act confidently and provide necessary information instead of showing signs of hiding something.

Although Sir Edwin’s demeanor had always been friendly enough that one wondered if he had been suspicious in the first place.

But it seemed that Sein had a different opinion, and after giving him information about the territory army of the Ensis, he said with a slightly worried expression.

“Even so… I wonder if we’re giving away too much information on our side. Although you are of the Catlan bloodline, my Lord, it is not typical of you to divulge information in such detail to the royal family.”

Well, loyalty is loyalty, but securing the position of one’s family is another issue altogether, so to speak.

“What I’m concerned about is if, at some point in the future, this information might be used to send out the territory army for monster subjugation…”

“I can’t deny that such intentions may exist, but considering the size of our army, we’re not much different from other territories. Even if our territory were sent, it would all be the same anyway.”

And although it may be a somewhat naive thought, I don’t think the current royal family would use a bunch of half-assed soldiers.

I suddenly thought of the red-haired man who would likely command if an alliance army were formed for the royal family. The man who was once my superior.

While I’ve said that I shouldn’t easily trust people, there was something in Callen’s character that I felt was trustworthy, having served alongside him for quite a long time.

“And above all, I’m satisfied that the excuse of having a well-trained territory army covers up Hisch’s involvement. It was worth the money I spent.”

The territory army of Ensis, who were just starting to organize, consists of soldiers who, although small in number, have been trained diligently. As a result, even Sir Roelich was impressed, referring to them as ‘well-trained soldiers.’ As expected, money is everything.

“I don’t like being investigated either. Why,