Chapter 11
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– The Little Madam Goes Shopping with Her Husband
That morning, Hana was already dressed in casual clothes: a simple pastel dress, her hair tied with a ribbon. Her face was glowing with excitement.
“My dear husband, let’s go shopping together today! I want to see the nearby market!”
Rei raised a brow from the sofa. “Shopping? You can do it alone.”
“No! I want you with me. Besides, our first shopping trip in the new home has to be together—for sweet memories.”
Rei was silent. Hana clung to his arm tightly, eyes pleading.
“If you refuse… I won’t let go of your hand all day.”
Rei sighed softly. “…Fine.”
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Cold Aura at the Market
The morning market bustled with noise. But the moment Rei entered with Hana at his side, the atmosphere shifted. His cold aura made people fall silent, eyes following him.
“Eh… isn’t that Miss Hana’s husband?”
“Oh my god, he looks like a mafia boss…”
“Crazy, his wife is so cute, and he’s so terrifying—how did that happen?”
Hana didn’t notice. Instead, she clung to Rei more tightly, hanging on his arm.
“My dear husband, look! Fresh tomatoes! Let’s buy them!”
Rei nodded shortly, paying without hesitation. The seller trembled as he took the money—then relaxed instantly when Hana gave him a bright smile.
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The Sudden Hug
As Hana bent down to grab vegetables, her foot almost tripped on a basket. “Kyaaa—!”
Rei swiftly pulled her by the waist, holding her close.
“Be careful. I won’t allow you to get hurt just because of shopping.”
Gasps echoed around them.
“Oh my god! He hugged her in public!”
“The cold husband is actually super protective!”
“I can’t take this sweetness!”
Hana’s face flushed against his chest. “…My dear husband, you hugged me in front of everyone…”
Rei didn’t let go. “Let them know you’re mine. No one else can touch you.”
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Shopping Turns into a Date
Whenever Hana pointed at something, Rei fetched it. From fruit to fish to flowers, he carried it all. Hana skipped along happily, never letting go of his arm.
“My dear husband, this feels so fun. Like our first date.”
Rei glanced at her seriously. “If it makes you happy, then consider every day our first date.”
Hana froze for a moment, then hugged his arm tighter, eyes glowing. “I really am the luckiest wife in the world.”
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A Warm Ending
Back home, groceries piled on the table. Hana beamed, sitting on the sofa with a satisfied smile.
“Shopping with my dear husband… way better than shopping alone.”
Rei sat beside her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. “Then from now on, I’ll always go with you.”
Hana’s eyes widened, then she nestled into his chest, grinning. “Really? Promise?”
Rei stroked her hair gently. “Promise.”
From that day, it became their routine: wherever Hana went, Rei would always be by her side.
– The Little Madam Demands a Night Walk
Night fell quietly. Streetlamps flickered on, a gentle breeze swayed the leaves. On the sofa, Hana sat cross-legged, eyes sparkling.
“My dear husband~ let’s take a night walk! I want to see our neighborhood.”
Rei, reading documents, raised a brow. “A night walk? For what?”
“For romance! They say the first nights in a new home should have sweet memories—not just cooking or shopping.”
Rei gave her a flat look. Hana quickly hugged his arm, shaking it playfully.
“Pleaaaase~ If you refuse, I’ll cling here until you can’t work.”
Rei exhaled, closing his papers. “…Fine. But you mustn’t leave my side.”
Hana cheered softly. “Yay! My dear husband really is the best!”
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Walking Under the Streetlights
They stepped outside. The small street was quiet, only crickets and lamp glow accompanying them. Hana held Rei’s hand, fingers tightly interlocked.
“Waaah, so pretty. I feel like I’m in a romantic drama~”
Rei glanced at her. “Drama?”
“Yeah. Usually the man suddenly pulls the woman into a warm hug.”
Rei stopped walking. Hana blinked.
“Eh? Why stop?”
Without a word, he pulled her into his arms—one hand circling her waist, the other holding the back of her head.
Hana froze, face burning. “…H-husband! I was just joking!”
Rei lowered his voice. “I’m not joking. If you want drama, I’ll give you the real thing.”
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At the Small Park
They reached a tiny park near the main street. A wooden bench sat under dim lights. Rei motioned Hana to sit, while he stood guard.
Hana pouted. “Hey, I want us to sit together. Don’t just stand like a bodyguard.”
Rei stared at her, then sat beside her. Hana immediately leaned on his shoulder.
“My dear husband, tonight is perfect. Feels like… the world belongs only to us.”
Rei gazed at the stars briefly, then spoke softly. “As long as you’re beside me, the world really is only ours.”
Hana’s cheeks heated, her heart racing. She curled closer, wrapping both arms around his. “Ugh… your words are too much for my heart.”
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Walking Home with a Hug
On the way home, Hana refused to let go of his arm. Passersby whispered:
“Look, that’s the new couple in the white house.”
“His wife is so pretty and clingy. And her husband… cold, but clearly devoted.”
Hana grinned triumphantly, whispering, “Hear that, my dear husband? Everyone’s jealous of us.”
Rei bent slightly, kissing her forehead without warning. “Let them know. I don’t care. You’re mine alone.”
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A Warm Ending
Back at home, Hana collapsed on the sofa, face glowing with joy.
“Tonight… I’ll always remember it. Thank you, my dear husband.”
Rei sat beside her, pulling her into his embrace. “Then we’ll make many more nights like this.”
Under their new roof, they ended the day with a warm hug—shutting out the world, leaving only their love.
– The Little Madam Wants Couple Photos
A bright morning. Hana stood before the mirror, fixing her ribbon before walking to Rei, who was making coffee. With a mischievous grin, she held out her phone.
“My dear husband~ let’s take a picture together! A new home needs sweet memories!”
Rei glanced at the phone like it was suspicious. “…For what?”
“To frame, to use as wallpaper, to show off to the neighbors—everything for us!”
He stayed silent. Hana clung to his arm, shaking it.
“If you refuse… I’ll take selfies and tell everyone you were too shy because you love me too much.”
Rei sighed, finally nodding. “…Fine. One photo.”
Hana cheered. “Yay! My dear husband is the sweetest~”
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A Messy but Sweet Photo Session
They stood in the living room. Hana struck a peace sign with a bright smile. Rei stood stiff as a statue.
“My dear husband! Smile!”
Rei stared blankly at the camera.
Click!
Hana checked the result and pouted. “Oh no! You look like a bodyguard posing with his mistress!”
Rei raised a brow. “…That is my job. To protect you.”
“No! We’re a couple, not bodyguard and little madam!”
Without hesitation, Hana jumped into his arms, looping her arms around his neck.
“Then… let’s take one like this! My hug + your cold face = perfect combination!”
Rei held her waist so she wouldn’t fall. “…You…”
Click! The next photo came out sweeter: Hana smiling brightly in his embrace, while Rei’s eyes looked protective.
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The Secret Photo
Not satisfied, Hana set the phone timer on the table.
“Hurry, hurry! Ten seconds! My dear husband, lower your head—I want to kiss your cheek!”
Rei glared. “…Hana.”
“Five seconds left! Quick!”
He finally bent slightly. Just before the timer clicked, Hana planted a loud kiss on his cheek. “Chu~!”
The result: Hana’s brightest grin, Rei’s shocked face with a faint blush.
Hana squealed, hugging her phone. “Kyaaa! Best photo ever! I’ll print it huge and hang it in our room!”
Rei covered his face with a hand. “…You’re impossible.”
“But you love me, right?” Hana looked at him with shining eyes.
Rei sighed softly, stroking her hair. “…Of course.”
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A Warm Ending
By evening, Hana had printed the photo and framed it, placing it on the living room table. Anyone visiting would instantly notice it: Hana radiant, Rei protective.
Hana leaned back on the sofa, satisfied. “Now everyone will know… I’m the happiest wife with my dear husband.”
Rei sat beside her, wrapping an arm around her. “If it makes you smile… I don’t mind a thousand more photos.”
Hana squealed with joy. “Waaah, my dear husband! Tomorrow we’ll take more pictures!”
Rei stared at her blankly. “…Am I walking into a trap?”
Hana laughed, hugging him tightly. “Too late. You’re mine forever."
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