Revenge with the Power of the Final Boss-Chapter 136

"Alright, I agree to the alliance to protect your wives: Seomun Ye-jin, Han Se-hee, Lee Ha-yeon, Moriya Yuka, and Kang Yu-ra."

"And I agree to the alliance to protect your wives: Seomun Min-hye, Aria Liberine, Ye Eun-chae, Yoo Hyun-ah, Lee Se-na, and Osada Saya."

By acknowledging each other's priorities, we formalized our alliance. With that settled, our conversation shifted back to more casual topics.

"Honestly, who’d have thought we’d be sitting here, both with multiple wives, having this kind of conversation?"

"I know, right? Back when I was ten, being experimented on, I couldn’t even imagine surviving, let alone something like this."

We both chuckled at the absurdity of it all.

"Cheon, I’m sorry."

Out of the blue, I decided to apologize.

"For what?"

"For dodging that reincarnation beam. You ended up getting hit while you were asleep and reincarnated without knowing what was going on."

"Don’t worry about it. At first, I was furious, but honestly, I’m satisfied now."

"Thanks for saying that."

Seomun Cheon waved it off with a grin that reminded me of the old Seomun Yoo-cheon.

"By the way, Seo-jun, do you remember what we talked about in our past lives?"

"Which part?"

"About how, if we ever got married, we’d probably end up complaining about our wives behind their backs."

"Oh, that. Yeah, I remember. Back then, we never would’ve believed we’d end up with such sweet, beautiful wives."

"Not in a million years."

As we reminisced, Seomun Cheon smirked.

"Honestly, my wives are so sweet it’s almost addictive. I feel like I’m experiencing withdrawal symptoms when I’m away from them."

"Same here. They each have their quirks, but all of mine are kind-hearted. Well, one of them can be a bit indifferent, but even she’s not bad at heart."

I couldn’t help but think of Ramisa. As an Outsider, she wasn’t exactly malicious—just indifferent to humans, viewing them as insignificant. Still, she wasn’t evil, and that was enough for me.

Seomun Cheon’s "withdrawal symptoms" were more like an addiction to the presence of his wives—a sentiment I fully understood.

"Seo-jun, as much as I’m enjoying catching up, I have to admit—I can’t wait to get back to my wives."

"I get it. I feel the same way."

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We both nodded in mutual understanding before diving into lighter, more playful conversations.

"Min-hye’s self-conscious about her small chest, but I think it’s adorable."

"All my wives are well-endowed, so that’s not something I’ve dealt with."

"Heh, so you’re jealous of my rare, petite wife, huh?"

"Hey, ever been with an Outsider? It’s a whole other experience."

"You perverted bastard! Who hooks up with a final boss?"

We burst into laughter, letting the conversation drift into absurdity. For a moment, it felt like we were back in our past lives as Seomun Yoo-cheon and Kim Ho-cheon, joking around without a care.

Still, we kept our banter within certain boundaries.

We never crossed the line into crude commentary about each other’s wives or overly personal details. Even when topics like intimacy arose, we handled them tactfully, steering the conversation away from anything disrespectful.

It was a lighthearted, nostalgic conversation between two old friends—one that reminded us of where we’d come from and how far we’d come.

It was clear that there were sacred boundaries neither of us would dare to cross.

"Seo-jun, I think I’ll head back now and spend some time with my wives," Seomun Cheon said as he stood up, signaling his intention to leave.

"Alright. Don’t forget to stay in touch," I replied.

"Of course. You should bring your wives over sometime. Yoo-cheon Group is doing incredibly well. And hey, if you’re interested, I could even set you up with some women for a one-night stand—your wives don’t have to know."

"And then you’d snitch on me to them, wouldn’t you?"

"Ah, as sharp as ever, my friend. Tsk!"

We shared a laugh at the lighthearted banter before waving goodbye.

"Alright, see you around. Bye-bye."

"Take care."

With that, Seomun Cheon returned to his dimension, leaving me alone in the rift.

‘He’s doing well,’ I thought.

Seeing my friend from my past life thriving after overcoming so many trials was reassuring. Even though he had grown strong enough to kill Terenity, the Eternal Dragon, his core personality hadn’t changed much.

‘He’s not altruistic to a fault, but he’s not the kind of reckless, dangerous being most Outsiders are, either.’

This made him one of the most reliable allies I could ask for, both as a friend and as a partner in our alliance.

‘Of course, that means he doesn’t hand out his friendship easily, either.’

In many ways, Seomun Cheon and I had always clicked, even in our past lives. Perhaps it was because we were both slightly introverted and hesitant to act on our desires.

Back then, we bonded over shared interests, like reading novels and discussing our favorite stories. We even shared similar tastes in women, which was why we carefully avoided bringing up the subject of each other’s wives now.

‘In our past lives, we knew about each other’s wives as characters from the novels we’d read.’

We never imagined that those fictional heroines would turn out to be real women in another world—or that they would end up as our wives.

In our past lives, we’d joked about those heroines constantly, making offhand remarks about how attractive they were or what it would be like to be with them. I had often teased Seomun Yoo-cheon about his preferences, saying things like, “Min-hye is cute, but Mi-hyun is trash,” or “Aria Liberine and Ye Eun-chae are better choices for a fling.”

Similarly, Yoo-cheon had made comments about characters like Seomun Ye-jin, not holding back in his teasing because, at the time, they were just fictional characters.

Now, those same characters were real women—our wives. That made it clear why we were so careful when discussing them.

"Feels like it’s been ages since I felt this way," I muttered to myself.

The reunion with my friend had brought back memories of our past lives while also solidifying the alliance between us.

It was a productive meeting.

"Time to head back," I decided.

I was beginning to miss my wives.

When I returned to Seomun Ye-jin’s house—our home for now—she was there to greet me with a warm smile.

"Darling, you’re back?"

Seeing her smile made me smile in return. I walked up to her and pulled her into a tight embrace.

"Hehe~"

Seomun Ye-jin giggled happily, melting into my arms. The feel of her soft, curvaceous body against mine was enough to stir my desire.

"Let’s head to the bedroom," I whispered.

"Yes, darling!"

Carrying her to the bedroom, I spent the next twelve hours in bed with her—twelve minutes, according to the world outside.

Afterward, I planned to call each of my wives in turn for a night of passion.

‘Seeing Cheon must’ve gotten me fired up,’ I thought with a wry smile.

I was certain Cheon was doing the same thing with his wives at that very moment.

"Ah..."

Pinned beneath me on the bed, Seomun Ye-jin responded eagerly to my kiss, her face flushed with excitement. Her enthusiasm and love-filled eyes made her all the more beautiful.

As I lost myself in her, exploring every inch of her with affection and passion, I thought to myself: This is the life I want to protect—this love, this peace.