Can I really keep my Goddess Wife to myself and away from all the Crazy OP MCs - 43 Chapter 42.

With a raging little brother being assaulted by non stop vibrations and the constant threat of exploding we made our way to the highway. I kept the handles turned all the way and we travelled at 300 miles per hour while we constantly zig zagged through cars like in an action movie. I decided I needed a bit of practice in case I would need to make a getaway in the future.

My first thought of action was to go to an amusement park near the harbour with my wife. That’s pretty standard for a date, right?

Honk. Honk. Hoooongk.

Beep. Beep. Beeeeeep.

As we constantly passed the other cars at three times their speed there were naturally many people dissatisfied with us. They were probably scared witless when something passed by them so quickly that it almost shocked them to death.

If I was them I’d probably be the same after al.

Hahaha! Too bad there’s no license plate for you guys to report me.

Can you even read it if there was one? You’d be eating my dust before you even registered I had blown far past you.

After driving like this for a while I was really at the limit of what a certain little brother could withstand. Luckily we had made it to the amusement park by then.

I parked the quadricycle in the parking lot and covered it up with a cloak I asked my wife for.

I asked her to make it so only we could see it and others wouldn’t be able to perceive the parking spot. They would just see a regular plain looking car in the stall. Naturally this was to prevent any unforeseen incidents from occurring.

When we made our way out of the parking lot and towards the ticket gate I noticed out of the corner of my eye a certain out of place girl with platinum coloured hair.

When I squinted my eyes I bit I realized it. Holy crap! Isn’t that my disciple?! Uhh she looks really depressed like she doesn’t know what to do.

Well she is all alone somewhere she is unfamiliar with. It’d definitely be confusing when you reach such a place with no one to help you.

Haah. Being a good master is such a troublesome thing. I could only shake my head in lamentation over how much of a doting master I was. I tapped my wife’s shoulder and pointed over to the girl who had her head buried in her knees while she sat defenselessly on a bench outside the park by herself.

“Ah? That little disciple of yours? What is she doing?”

“My wife do you mind making yourself unseeable to her?”

“Husband, you’re telling your wife to get lost to see another girl while on your date. Do you have a death wish?”

“But look at how pitiful she is. Doesn’t it pain your heart to see her like that?”

“Stinky husband, did you fall for this little kid because she let you feel her chest?”

“She is my first disciple, I must naturally dote on her!”

“Because she’s a bit pretty and appears to be in a weakened state right now?”

“Geh.”

“I would never do that.”

“Because you want to con her into thinking you’re some sort of untouchable master?”

“Ack.”

She hit me right where it hurts.

My wife sighed and shook her head while rolling her eyes and just said, “fine.”

It’s nice having such an understanding wife.

I put on the robe my wife gave me, the one I wore when I first met my little disciple, and covered my head with the hood so she couldn’t see my full face.

I strolled over to girl while my wife hugged onto my arm and glared at me a bit resentfully for putting my disciple ahead of our date.

I stopped in front of her and stood there silently without saying anything. I wasn’t really sure how to break the ice with my wife who was pinching my stomach beside me.

It seems my little disciple noticed my presence from the shadow that was blocking out the sunlight around her. She painted quite a lovely scene with the ocean in front of her and the trees behind her. Her slippers were placed on the ground and her bare feet were perched on the bench. Her cute little toes were curled around the edge of the bench. Her shin, knees and the back part of her thighs were in plain view for my eyes to gawk at. Her sect garment was a one piece type after all. The bottom was a long skirt like portion and was open underneath . She really doesn’t have any sense of fear of being assaulted like this? Isn’t she too daring? This little girl really isn’t bad though.

When my wife saw how I gawked at her stupidly this little wife stomped on my foot to snap me out of my trance. Damn! That hurt! Luckily I managed to hold back the scream that I nearly released. A master can never show such an embarrassing sight to his disciple.

The little girl eventually responded to my presence and said, “what?”

She didn’t even look up to glance at who was standing in front of her.

When I didn’t respond she just shook her head left and and right while rubbing her face against her thighs then let out a sigh before saying, “it’s not like anyone here can even understand my words.”

Eh? What does that mean. I looked over to my wife questioningly.

For some reason she had a look of confusion for a moment before her face suddenly warped a bit into uncertainty and then to slight guilt.

She said, “I forgot because it wasn’t a problem for you since I gave you that robe. That robe has the ability to automatically translate all languages so both the speaker and the listener can understand each other. That was the reason you had no difficulty communicating with the people of that realm when we first entered it.”

“Language translation really isn’t an issue in the realm we were in to begin with. There are many artifacts that have such convenient functions there. The people from the empire naturally have such artifacts and wear them at all times. It eliminates all barriers between groups. It’s such a wide spread item that I completely forgot how dilapidated the Good Fortune sect was and took it for granted everyone had them.”

“I see, so they can’t even afford those talismans now. Back in the days when I lorded over that realm I had made that talisman and distributed it all across the realm.”

“Because of that language barriers had never been a problem so I overlooked it when it came to the disciples from the Good Fortune sect. To think that patriarch was this incompetent to not even give one to the better disciples in the sect.”

“He probably thought it was too expensive and cut costs to focus on raising the disciples strength. That stupid fool, don’t make more work for me!”

“Husband, take this talisman and give it to this little girl. I’ll be back, I need to go distribute these to the other disciples. I’ll be back in half an hour, don’t you dare cheat on me in the meantime. I’ll know right away if you do.”

Little wife, do you think I have the balls to cheat on you? I’m not a masochist after all. I’ve had enough bullying and punishments. This isn’t an excited face I’m making just for the record.

“Tch. Husband, please work on hiding the excitement that your eyes scream out all the time in the future.”

My wife then disappeared like a magician and it was just the two of us remaining.

While I was standing there the wind suddenly picked up and blew strongly against our sides. My cute little disciple’s long platinum coloured hair was raised up and blew to her right while my robe was fluttering against the wind.

Thinking this was the most opportune moment I stretched my hand out and placed it gently on her head as I rustled about her hair. Huhuhu. Don’t worry little girl, I’m not some creepy strange uncle.

When she felt my touch I could sense the slightest tremble from her body. It was not the a tremble of fear, it definitely wasn’t that, okay? I’m not a criminal.

“Ma…” She tried to say something, but her words were stuck in her throat. It was like she was afraid her guess was wrong. She hesitantly parted her legs a bit and peeked through the gap that was formed. When her eyes landed on the black ancient robe I wore she trembled once more. She slowly raised her lowered watery eyes to look upwards and she saw the gentle smile hidden beneath my hood. That was all she could see as I made sure the hood covered my face well.

It was at this point I opened my mouth and said as gently and dotingly as possible, “not bad my little disciple, you’re already a 1st realm semi transcendent.”

“Master? Is it really you?”

She trembled uncontrollably and I could feel her accelerated pulse through my palm that I placed on her head.

Her eyes misted up and I heard the longing in her voice. Did she really miss me that much, or was she just weakened and felt lonely since she was in such an unfamiliar place? Damn it, little Han, aren’t you too useless? It should be you who found my little disciple and whisked her away off her feet.

When I find you I’m definitely going to give you a stern lecture on how to win the heart of the apple of your eye.

“You can’t even recognize your master after a few days?”

She hurriedly retorted like she had counted the seconds and minutes.

“It’s been 7 days, 18 hours and exactly 32 minutes since then master. How can you say that is just a few days? Take responsibility for your disciple!”

Holy crap, was she really counting? Isn’t that scary?

“How could you leave me alone in this realm for a whole four hours without coming to my side? Didn’t you specifically say, ‘you need not worry about contacting me. I’ll always know how you are doing regardless of your situation,’ aren’t you a bit too cocky master?”

“I said that? Why doesn’t master remember?”

“You did say that, didn’t you?!”

Eh? Aren’t you a bit scary right now, how did you remember that verbatim anyways?

“I know I said it, but you definitely took my words too seriously, right? Do you expect master to peep in on you showering or enjoying yourself in the depths of night?”

“I don’t mind at all. In fact, please go ahead and enjoy the sight as much as you like master! I can even start doing both at the same time if you like.”

Holy shit! For real? Really? Can I? You will? You mean you already do them separately? Isn’t my cute little disciple too daring? No no no no, as your master, how can your master possibly do such sinister things?

“Ehem. Anyways… I naturally was aware of your situation, but a master must allow their disciple to grow. The loneliness you just felt was a necessary experience.”

“So you just watched as I cried my eyes out all alone crying out ‘master, master, where are you?!’”

What? For real? Did you really do that? Is this a test to see if I was really watching you?

I decided I needed to dodge the bullet here and no answer was the best answer I had.

Instead of answering her I lifted my hand from her head and she let out an, “ah!”

It looks like she didn’t want me to stop caressing her head and doting on her.

To avoid the question I grabbed her delicate little hand and pulled her forward off of the bench and pulled her into a light embrace while softly saying, “there, there, master is sorry for not coming sooner.”

I raised my hand behind her and stroked her back lightly. I couldn’t see it, but her face that she buried deeply into my chest was flushed completely red. Her heartbeat was off the chart and I was afraid she might go into cardiac arrest at this rate. She wrapped her frail looking arms tightly around me and pressed her face deeper into my chest. Things were getting a bit dangerous and I determined I needed to pull away. I could hear her inhaling deeply like she was trying to engrave my scent into the depths of her heart.

Uhmm this doesn’t constitute cheating, right?

It’s just a master doting on his disciple still, right? Right?! I haven’t crossed any borders that should not be crossed. I’m still safe, right my wife?!

Then from the void, the voice of my wife who was still not around rang out and I could hear the words, “strike one.”

My heart leaped through my chest in horror. Holy shit, she wasn’t kidding. Crap, I’ve got to get this kid off me. It was my mistake, please give your master a break!

I don’t want to die yet. I want to live a long carefree life. I don’t need a harem! Just some people who will weather a few storms for me when needed! I’m sorry for trying to brainwash you, so please just let go.

I tried to gently push her away, but damn! This girl’s strength, isn’t it a bit too strong? I’m four realms above you, can you not embarrass your master like this.

She started giggling and said, “master you don’t need to act shy. Your little Chu’er doesn’t mind if others are watching.”

You might not care, but my life is on the line here.

“Chu’er just for the record, I’m pretty sure I said this before, but I am a married man.”

“This little girl doesn’t quite understand. For some reason it sounds like your speaking another language.”

You’re kidding me right? You understood every word I said before. Don’t suddenly act like there is a language barrier little girl! What was with that foreigner like accent anyways? Do you think your master is an idiot?

“Chu’er I’m being serious. Your master is a man dedicated to his wife in both body and soul.”

“Then I’ll be a mistress.”

“No no no. Your master can only ever love one woman. There is definitely a better candidate for your love interest.”

“There isn’t.”

“Chu’er your feeling will definitely change if you attain what you once thought was unattainable. You’re just repeating the same mistake.”

“I am not, even if your wife is all powerful. I will definitely become stronger than her. You mentioned something about the strength of a lower realm god, well I’ll surpass that level one day and make your wife accept me as a mistress.”

Once again the voice of my wife that only I could hear rung out from the void, “strike two. Huhuhu, you better hope and pray you don’t get a third strike while on our date.”

Holy crap! What do I do? How about I just say nothing? At least if we don’t talk I can’t get another strike, right?

“Master, I love you. I’ll definitely capture your heart one day. I’ll definitely make you want to push me down one day.”

I’ll repeat this one more time for emphasis, but this is not a harem! I don’t want one! Only a stupid main character like little Han can have that! Main characters just get shit on in all directions. No thank you! I wouldn’t touch that route with a twenty foot pole!

All I wanted to do was console and dote on my disciple, why was I cursed to be so damned attractive?

A voice rung out that had my skeleton almost leap out of my body in fright.

“Ball one.”

NoOoOoOo!!! Eh? What? It was definitely my wife’s voice, but what did she say? Ball one? Damn it! Are you teasing me again?!

Please don’t give your husband a heart attack like that! I thought I was about to die. Is it fun watching your husband squirm like this?

It’s like she knew what I was thinking as her voice rung out again with a light giggle and said, “it is.”

Am I really that predictable?