After Ten Millennia in Hell-Chapter 37Epilogue - For a Tomorrow Like Today (2)

“I’ve been meaning to tell you this, but...” Oh Kang-Woo glared at Cha Yeon-Joo. “Aren’t you taking your guildmaster role too much for granted?”

He knew Yeon-Joo was not fit for business management since she was a combatant through and through. The vice guildmaster, Park Hyun-Woo, managed the guild in her place. However, it would negatively affect the guild members’ opinions of Yeon-Joo if she did not appear sincere about her guildmaster position.

Kang-Woo continued, “I won’t tell you to be the stellar example of a leader but shouldn’t you at least do the bare minimum?”

Kang-Woo was obligated to scold Yeon-Joo because her negligent attitude could negatively affect their children.

“What do you want me to do? You’ve left me nothing to do because you’ve been closing all the Rifts,” Yeon-Joo replied.

“Th-That’s...”

Kang-Woo had been closing even the small Rifts he would normally leave to Players because of the recent incidents caused by the otherworldly being known as the Celestial. Some small Rifts remained but were only a few meters wide— not important enough for Yeon-Joo to handle. Dispatching Yeon-Joo to dispose of such Rifts was like killing a cockroach in one’s house with a flamethrower. In other words, the wife had nothing to do because the husband had been working too hard.

“Well, y-you should have other stuff to do, right? Like management or business...” Kang-Woo stuttered.

“Hyun-Woo deals with all that stuff.”

Park Hyun-Woo, the vice guildmaster of Red Rose, led the guild in the frontman Yeon-Joo’s place.

“Hah! You call that an excuse?! Hyun-Woo is being forced to do all your work because you’re so bad at it!”

The vice guildmaster was being forced to do even the guildmaster’s tasks because of the guildmaster’s incompetence.

“I heard from Kang-Hyun that Hyun-Woo does over twenty hours of overtime. Is that true?” Kang-Woo asked.

“Oh, yup. He tends to work a lot overtime when he’s busy.”

‘A guildmaster clocks out at 1 PM while the vice guildmaster works nonstop overtime?’

“However earnest Hyun-Woo is at his job, you shouldn’t expect him to do all your work with nothing in return—”

“Hyun-Woo’s salary is 120 billion won[1].”

“For God’s sake, at least put a bed in his office.”

‘He could live in the company building if he makes over a hundred billion a year.’

“Besides, he doesn’t have to work that hard but always does more.”

“He does? Why?”

‘It’s not even his guild so why would he make more work for himself?’

“Because I gave him shares,” Yeon-Joo answered.

“Ahh.”

‘A 120 billion salary and shares, huh?’

Considering Red Rose was one of the top five guilds in the world, its share prices were astronomically high.

“Oh, come to think of it, you have some too.”

“I do?” Kang-Woo asked. “Why do I have shares in Red Rose?”

“Because you’re my husband, duh. I gave you some from mine.”

“Wow~ You’re amazing for going to work in this sweltering heat, my dear wife. Would you like a shoulder massage?”

“Hehe. Lemme take a shower first.” Yeon-Joo shrugged as she put down her bag. “Where are Lilith unnie and Seol-Ah?”

“Lilith left to take care of some business and Darling went shopping with the kids.”

“Really?”

In other words, Yeon-Joo could spend quality time alone with her husband after a long time.

“Hmm~” she hummed excitedly and pulled on Kang-Woo’s arm.

“What’s up?”

“Well... I’m gonna take a shower but I was thinking it would be great if my hubby washed my hair for me~”

“Hmm.”

“I gave you shares, didn’t I? Please?”

Kang-Woo smirked as he stared at his wife trying to seduce him as she stole glances at him.

“I don’t need to be given shares to wash my wife’s hair for her, dummy.”

“Hehe. Are we going in together, then?”

“Sure.”

‘As I’d thought, my wife is normally blunt but acts like a baby when we’re alone.’

Pour—

Warm water sprayed from the shower head, making the bathroom steamy.

“Why are you taking a hot shower when you complained it was hot outside?” Kang-Woo asked.

“No matter how hot it is, doesn’t a hot shower feel the best?”

“I’ve gotta agree with you there.”

‘It’s gotta be a hot shower even in the summer.’

“Wash my hair, hubby,” said Yeon-Joo as she clung to Kang-Woo like a child begging their parent to buy them a toy.

Kang-Woo almost lost all sense of reason as he was assaulted by soft sensations but managed to keep calm because he had spent the morning being lovey-dovey with Lilith in the morning.

“Haaah, that feels good.”

Yeon-Joo grinned and leaned on Kang-Woo as he shampooed her hair. Just like how it felt much better to be massaged than massaging oneself, having someone wash her hair felt more pleasurable for some reason— especially when the one washing was her loving husband.

“Haaah... I’m melting...”

It far surpassed having one’s hair washed by a hairdresser at a hair salon. Sparks traveled from the crown of Yeon-Joo’s head throughout her body via her spine each time Kang-Woo pressed on her scalp.

“Is the water up to par?” Kang-Woo asked.

“Y-Yeah... Utopia...”

“No, I said up to par, not utopia.”

“W-Well...! It’s the water...! I-I can't hear you well!” shouted Yeon-Joo, thinking of an excuse.

Kang-Woo snickered and caressed Yeon-Joo’s hair.

“You’ve grown your hair a lot.”

Yeon-Joo’s hair was only long enough to barely reach her shoulders.

“Why? Did you like me with short hair better?”

“Hmm, hard to say.”

Both long-haired and short-haired Yeon-Joo had their charms.

“But I’d like to see you with short hair again...” Kang-Woo muttered.

“Then I might as well cut it.”

“Are you sure you want to decide just like that?”

A woman’s hair was apparently as important as her life. Yeon-Joo chuckled as Kang-Woo stared at her in confusion.

“It only matters to me what my hubby likes.”

“...”

‘As I’d thought, Yeon-Joo is bad for my heart when it’s just the two of us. The gap between her current self and usual self is too large.’

“Oh, hubby... something is poking my butt.”

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“Ahem.”

“Hehe. Do you like showering with your wife that much? Hm? Do you?”

Yeon-Joo grinned and alluringly shook her hips.

“...”

Kang-Woo gulped as he witnessed his wife’s irresistible action. His sex drive which had been sated by his time with Lilith slowly rose again.

‘But I have to conserve my stamina...’

It was Seol-Ah’s turn tonight so he had to rest as much as possible in the daytime to recover his physical and mental fatigue.

“Hmm... Why are you staying still?”

‘Or at least, I should...’

“Hurry, hubby~”

‘I should...’

“I’ve been... so lonely these past few days... because you were gone.”

‘Should...’

“Did you... not miss me?”

“Fuck it.”

YOLO!!!

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“Haaah~ That felt great~!”

The husband and wife sprawled on the living room couch after a long shower(?) with the air conditioner blasting. Yeon-Joo wrapped herself with a blanket on the couch like a pupa.

“Hehe. Covering yourself with a blanket with the air conditioner blasting feels the best. Right, hubby?”

“Yeah... sure does.”

“Huh? Why are you so down, hubby?”

“Because of you, woman.”

Yeon-Joo had likely been fairly pent-up based on how hard they went at it.

‘I feel bone-dry.’

Satisfying Lilith in the morning and Yeon-Joo in the afternoon had fatigued even Kang-Woo who was confident in his stamina.

“Oh... Yeah. Umm, it’s been a while, so I...”

Yeon-Joo smiled awkwardly, knowing she had gone at it a little too hard, and approached Kang-Woo while still covered in the blanket.

“Come in here, hubby.”

Yeon-Joo leaned back against Kang-Woo’s chest and covered them in the blanket. The scent of shampoo tickled his nose, and the warmth of the soft blanket helped him relax.

“Feels good, right?” Yeon-Joo asked.

“Ahem...”

“Heh. Look at you, getting all embarrassed. You’re so gosh darn cute, my hubby.”

Yeon-Joo giggled as she turned slightly to slap Kang-Woo’s butt. Kang-Woo looked down at Yeon-Joo with a conflicted expression.

‘How was I reduced to this?’

The Demon King who ruled over the Nine Hells was being treated like a child as his wife sexually harassed his ass. The demons who served him in the past would pass out as they frothed at the mouth if they saw this.

‘Well, I guess it doesn’t matter.’

Whether he was treated like a king or a child, all that mattered was his happiness.

“Wanna watch Netflix?” Kang-Woo asked.

“Sure. What do you wanna watch?”

“No idea. Nothing interesting is on there these days.”

Kang-Woo surfed through the Netflix catalog, hugging Yeon-Joo from behind. He chose a Hollywood action blockbuster and watched as he enjoyed his wife’s warmth.

“Hell yeah! That’s it! Kill them all!” Yeon-Joo shouted.

“Why are they fighting in the first place?”

“No idea.”

“Why would you want them to die if you don’t know?”

“Come on, that’s what Hollywood films are all about.”

Explosions blew cars away. The protagonist and villain fought as they sprayed bullets like they were about to decimate the city. Meanwhile, Kang-Woo and Yeon-Joo still had no idea why they were fighting.

Just then, the heroine appeared on a motorcycle to save the protagonist.

“Whoa.”

‘That’s a white girl for you.’

Kang-Woo’s eyes naturally shifted to the actress’s certain body part.

“Hey.”

“Ouch!”

“Do you love boobs that much? Huh? Do you?”

“No, I—”

“No, my ass! You just went whoa!”

“That was... uhhh... I was just so amazed by how much fun I’m having watching a movie with you after a while.”

“What a load of bullshit.” Yeon-Joo scoffed and turned away.

“Come on. Don’t be like that, wifey. Just look at that actress. Who cares if she has a huge rack? She’s nowhere near as pretty as you.”

“She looks gorgeous to me...”

“What are you talking about? You’re way more gorgeous.”

“Really...?” Yeon-Joo slowly turned back to Kang-Woo.

“Are you not angry anymore?” Kang-Woo asked.

“No, I still am.”

“Ngh. Then what should I—”

“Stay still.”

“Huh?”

Yeon-Joo got on Kang-Woo’s thighs and kissed him. She leaned away from him after a long kiss and smiled as she touched her lips.

“I’m not angry anymore.”

“...”

Kang-Woo was lost for words because of his wife’s cuteness. Yeon-Joo slowly placed her hand on Kang-Woo’s chest to push him down on the couch.

“We still have time... until the kids come back, right?”

‘Oh, fuck. I seriously can’t go on anymore.’

“Haangh...”

‘I seriously can’t.’

“Hehe. Your hands are cold. I’ll hold them for you.”

‘For fuck’s sake. I... I... I can’t...’

“I love you, hubby.”

‘I... I... I can...’

1. That’s about 85 million USD. ☜