Episode 26 - At His Friend’s Wedding, Ryoko Becomes the Ultimate Goddess

“Shota-kun, did you tie your necktie properly?”

“Yeah, I did... Whoa—!?”

Shota gasped.

Waiting in the hotel lobby on the day of the wedding was Ryoko—so stunning she looked like she’d stepped right out of a movie scene.

Wavy hair flowing to her shoulders. A dark navy evening dress, elegant and mature. Long legs, graceful neckline adorned with delicate jewelry. Normally, Ryoko was the clean-cut, dependable senpai at work—but today, she looked like a queen who ruled the world.

“Shota-kun? What’s wrong?”

“Uh—no, it’s just…”

Shota was too mesmerized to speak.

And it wasn’t just Shota who noticed.

“Whoa… is she for real?”

“Was someone that gorgeous even invited?”

“She’s totally outshining the bride.”

The moment they entered the venue, every male gaze locked onto Ryoko. Groomsmen, staff, even married bosses—everyone was sneaking glances.

“Hey, are you from the bride’s side?”

“Wanna come to the afterparty with us…?”

Men in suits immediately swarmed.

“Excuse me, she’s my wife.”

Shota jumped between them, wrapping his arm tightly around Ryoko.

“Fufu ♡ Thank you, Shota-kun.”

Ryoko smiled sweetly.

Still, her beauty continued to draw men in like moths to flame.

“Seriously, Ryoko-senpai… being too beautiful should be a crime.”

“Can’t be helped. I want to be the most beautiful woman—for you ♡”

Throughout the wedding, Shota had to stay on full alert to protect Ryoko. The ceremony was lively, filled with joy—but Shota couldn’t relax at all.

“Excuse me, miss. Are you a friend of the bride?”

“You’re so stunning. May I have your contact info?”

Everywhere in the venue, men were trying to talk to Ryoko. Well-dressed, elite-looking men—alumni of the groom, even business executives.

“No thank you. I’m here with my husband.”

Ryoko turned them down with a smile.

“Wha—!? You’re married!? That’s a shame…”

“Her husband must be the luckiest guy alive.”

Even as they backed off, their eyes lingered with heat.

Seeing this, something twisted in Shota’s chest.

(Why are all these guys flocking around her…? She’s my wife!!)

As Shota bit his lip—his own trial arrived.

“Hey, hey! You’re Shota-kun, right?”

He turned around to find a petite, bubbly girl smiling at him.

“Uh…?”

“I’m the bride’s junior from college. We’ve met before, remember?”

She was cute, sparkly-eyed, and overly friendly. Her dress? A little bold. The neckline? Way too open.

“No way! You don’t remember? I’m hurt~”

Clinging to his arm, she leaned in close.

“Uh, well… I…”

“Oops, sorry~ But I really like guys like you, Shota-kun ♡”

Shota’s inner voice screamed:

(This is bad—did Ryoko see that?!)

He felt a chill.

Turning around slowly—there she was.

Ryoko. Smiling with a wine glass in hand.

But her eyes… were ice.

“Shota-kun?”

“Eep.”

Ryoko approached slowly.

“And who might this be?”

“Uh, um… the bride’s junior from college…”

“I see… is that so?”

Ryoko lifted her glass and swirled the wine gently. Her gaze narrowed.

Shota felt sweat trickle down his back.

(She’s scheming something…)

“Sorry, but could you not cling to my Shota-kun?”

“Uh… but I…”

“Shota-kun has no time to chat with you right now. Because—”

“—he’s about to be overcome with the urge to kiss me, thanks to a little curse I just cast ♡”

“EHH!?”

Suddenly, Shota’s body flushed with heat.

(Oh no—why do I desperately want to hold Ryoko!?!)

“Come here, Shota-kun ♡”

“Y-Yeah!!”

Shota yanked free and dove into Ryoko’s arms.

“Wh-What!? Why are you going to her now!? Shota-kun!?”

“Sorry! I just… I love Ryoko-senpai too much!!”

Ryoko gently stroked his hair, smiling in satisfaction.

“Good boy ♡ Once we get home, I’ll spoil you even more.”

“...Okay ♡”

The girl stood frozen in shock. And every man who had been watching? Equally baffled.

Drunk Shota and Ryoko’s “Special Escort”

As the afterparty wound down, the atmosphere grew more festive.

But Shota was slumped at the edge of the table, completely drunk.

“Mmm… Ryoko-senpa~i… luv youuuu…”

“Yes, yes, thank you~ ♡”

Ryoko rubbed his back with a smile.

“Those guys… they all looked at youuu… grr…!”

Shota pouted, looking up at her with a childish scowl.

“Ryoko-senpai’s… mine…”

Ryoko’s eyes sparkled.

(This jealousy… too cute!!)

With his emotions completely unfiltered, Shota was in full clingy mode.

“Fufu~ You were that worried someone would take me?”

“Yeah…”

He slumped onto her shoulder.

“Pay attention to me moooore…”

(Must… resist… urge… to spoil… him!!!)

“Okay, okay ♡ Let’s go home so I can pamper you lots, okay?”

“Really…?”

“Really really ♡ Just a little longer, okay?”

“...Nnngh.”

She gently took his hand and headed to the taxi stand.

But—

“…It’s packed.”

The line was enormous. Every taxi already had passengers.

“Ryoko-senpai… so sleepy…”

Shota leaned heavily against her.

“Sigh… guess I have no choice.”

Glancing around—no one seemed to be watching.

“Hey, Shota-kun, how about we use a special escort service?”

“...?”

She whispered into his ear:

“Close your eyes for a bit, okay? ♡”

“...Mm?”

As soon as he obeyed—float!

“Whoa!?”

When he opened his eyes—he was in the air.

“Wha!? EH!? WHAAAAT!?”

Ryoko hovered beside him, smiling gently.

“Fufu~ Surprised?”

“W-Wait, Ryoko-senpa—!!”

He clung to her.

“I-Is this safe!?”

“It’s fine ♡ I’ve got you~”

Wrapping her arm around his waist, Ryoko levitated them slowly skyward.

“Let’s fly straight home, shall we? ♡”

“EHHHHHH!?”

Ignoring his panic, Ryoko glided gracefully through the night sky—holding her beloved husband tight.

Full-Throttle Pampering Mode♡

“And… we’re home ♡”

Ryoko landed softly on their apartment balcony, still cradling Shota.

“Mmnnn… Where’re weee…?”

Shota, still drunk, rubbed his face against her shoulder.

(TOO CUTE—INSTANT K.O.!!)

She was completely smitten.

“Fufu~ We’re home, silly. Let’s go inside.”

“Door’s closed thoughh…”

He reached for the handle—but of course, it was locked.

“Tch~ ♡”

With a flick of her finger—click! The lock turned, the door slid open.

“There. All set ♡”

“Sooo cool… Ryoko-senpai, you’re like a magic lady…”

“Yes yes ♡ Now let’s get you inside before you freeze.”

Still carrying him, she stepped into the living room.

And here—began maximum pampering mode.

“First, let’s get your clothes off, shall we? ♡”

“Huh…?”

Zip! Pop-pop!

With her powers, his tie slipped loose, buttons popped open.

“W-Wait!? My clothes!?”

“Relax~ It’s just bath time prep ♡”

His shirt floated into the air—slam dunked into the washer.

Next, belt—whoosh, pants—slide! Right into Ryoko’s hands.

“O-OHHHH…!?”

Completely limp, Shota didn’t resist.

“Fufu ♡ You’re like a little doll tonight~”

“Mmm… everything feels floaty…”

Melting in her arms, Shota was pure putty.

(He’s… too cute… I might explode!!)

Barely holding back a nosebleed, she scooped him up bridal-style.

“Let’s get you in the bath, okay~ ♡”

“’Kayyy…”

Already prepped (via telekinesis, of course), the tub was waiting.

“Plop~ ♡”

She lowered him gently into the water.

“Ahhh… so warm…”

Eyes fluttering, he floated like a blissed-out duckling.

(Too precious—world’s cutest thing!!)

Smiling, Ryoko stroked his hair.

“Once we’re out, it’s straight to bed~”

“Mmm~”

“Tonight’s Shota-kun is just too cute… I might over-pamper you ♡”

“Please dooo… ♡”

Hearing that made her pampering instinct spike.

“Haah~ I love you ♡ Shota-kun, I love you so much ♡”

“Mmm… love you too, Ryoko-senpai… sooo much… ♡”

With a soft kiss to his cheek, Ryoko fully indulged in her sweetest, fluffiest pampering night ever ♡