I Married a Perverted Pink Haired Demon Princess
What time is it? Where is my alarm clock?
Did I even set an alarm? Fuck! I think I forgot it because I was so tired last night…
Where is my smartphone? Ah, I have it.
The ultra-bright smartphone display shines in my just woked-up face. It's so bright I cannot see the clock.
After a few minutes, I looked at my display. It's 5.54 a.m.
Oh shit. My date is in six minutes and I have also to shower and wear good clothes.
Just a moment, do I have good clothes?! I opened my wardrobe and the only thing I can see are two ahegao t-shirts and one ahegao sweatpants.
I'm fucked. So I can't go outside. The clothes I'm wearing during the week are in the washing machine.
My last chance is the drawler under the wardrobe.
Please have something that I can wear on a date.
Should I clean my room? I mean she definitely won't come into my room today. If she does come today I have a big problem.
In my bed were three life-size bod pillows, on my wall posters of full busty half-naked female anime characters.
She would kill me.
I opened the drawer and I saw a cleaned white shirt and a nice jacket out of the ladder from my father.
5.58 a.m. I can get it! I have to be as fast as possible.
The best trick if you are in haste, use body spray instead of taking a shower. You have to do it every five minutes, but no one knows that you haven't taken a shower.
And the most important thing is, that you if you are a male, must jerk off before you go to your date so you don't get a boner while you date your dream wife. So you haven't so much pressure in the pipe and so you can concentrate you of the date.
I'm very late on. So I have to be very fast.
Finished. This time only one minute.
Oh fuck. Where is the note she gave me with her address so that I can find her?
I must find it very fast. I throw all stuff through my room to find this stupid sheet of paper. And now the room is dirtier than before.
So I type the address in the little navigation window on my smartphone and pray, that it wouldn’t be far away and I can arrive within the next three minutes.
My smartphone says three minutes.
Yeah, I can get it and only arrive two minutes too late.
However… three minutes with the car.
That’s bad, that’s really really bad. With the bicycle at least ten minutes.
I‘ve jumped off my bed grab the body spray and my keys, put them in my backpack, and run down the stairs. It’s 5.59 a.m. already I‘ll arrive too late at all.
I rip off the door run to my bicycle sit on it and as fast as I am able to step on the pedals to catch up the time.
Over every red light, I‘ve driven and drives as fast as I get fresh air and don’t get a lung collapse or a heart attack.
After eight minutes and nearly being hit by four cars and nearly overdriving a whole kindergarten group I arrived at 6.07 a.m.
By the way. Why was there a kindergarten group? Whatever, I have to do more important stuff, I have a date with a real girl. Outside of a dating-sim.
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Completely sweaty I arrived at Emma's home.
Time for the grand body spray.
Now I smell good at all - for the next five minutes. But that's enough for the first impression.
Then… let’s press the doorbell and see what happens, will she come out? Oh, and she shouldn’t be angry about that in a few minutes too late. I mean, only eight minutes too late isn't something special, isn't it?
This sweet voice that reached my ear is so beautiful. I can barely wait for that she open the door.
I hear steps from the stairs inside.
She opened the door and at this moment I realize, that a hasn't bought flowers or a little surprise.
That's not good at all.
"Oh, it's you. Did you look on the clock?"
"Yes. S-Sorry but I was so tired last eve that I forgot to set an alarm for today, I'm sorry."
And I had to jerk off but that I can't say to her.
"Fine, I'll forgive you. Then let's go! Where do we go at first?"
At first? Does one go to more than one spot on a date? And... I don't know one spot. I thought that we only go to the park go kissing and fuc-.
I mean go in the park we're talking and that's it. That means I have to improvise.
"Let's go to a swimming poo-."
"Eh sorry, I mean of course let's go to the ... mall. Yeah, let's go to the mall!" I was so nervous, I don't know, what I should talk about with Emma?
"Sure! Let us go."
The mall is only 800 meters away from us, which means I don't have to small talk for so long. But at this moment I realize, that I haven't enough cash in my wallet and you can't pay with a credit card everywhere.
"Sorry, Emma. I forgot my cash. Can we go to the next bank before we go shopping?"
"I'll pay." she said proudly.
"Actually I don‘t want that a girl spends mine for me. A man paid for the women - not the other way."
"I insist! You will let you pay by me!"
I only answered with a slight grin "Okay, but why?"
"Now come with me. We‘ll have a nice day."
That’s sounds good. Now I followed her and she goes to the big mall in our city.
She said I should follow her so I ask her which shop she‘ll go to or where to go to.
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Now we‘re in the mall and run past most shops.
Where she‘ll go?
In the distance, I see a huge shop for clothes and I can expect which shop she‘ll go into.
But she runs past?!
"At first we go in a shop for underwear"
My heart instantly begins to race.
"A-A-At the first d-d-date?" I stuttered along.
And she answered a cool
"Yes. At our first date, I want to see how you react."
What does she mean by "how I react"? Should I look away or should I stare at her in underwear?
"Originally I want to go to a swimming pool with you, but it seemed like you don’t want to. Because of this, we‘ll go to this shop."
What?! She wanted to go with me to a swimming pool?! I would have suggested that. Oh no.
"Are you serious?"
"Sure, why do I should make a joke? Do I seem like I would make jokes?" With a super serious face.
„-“ I was speechless.
We go slowly to the shop and with every step nearer the shop my heart strokes faster. And my hands were much more sweaty.
"Wait here. I‘ll go to the toilet"
"Okay, I‘ll wait"
*Whooosh* in my eye anger I saw a light pink flash right next to me. After I turned around I see again once.
*Whooosh* but this time much brighter than the other. It seems like that it will come more nearby.
And then it goes out. I was really perplexed. I haven‘t seen this in my whole life. What can it be? A ghost, angel? Or a demon? What do I know?
One minute later my date come back.
I can tell her that there is something paranormal but I don’t want that she gets in panic and leave the mall before I see her half-naked. That’s my fuel to stay here and don’t shit me in the pants, go home and stay at home for the next month!
"Thanks to that you‘ve waited"
She looks so cute if she said that.
"No problem. Do you want to go further?"
"Sure, let us go to the shop finally." She has a so suggestive grin on her face.
It‘s nice but I find a little bit afraid.
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After five minutes we arrived at the underwear store. I‘m really excited about what she‘ll were or whether she pulls this off.
We go through the big entering door and I see lots of mannequins with sexy underwear.
"Welcome. You're early, it's just 7 a.m." said the employer with a confused tone to us.
"Hey", "Hello" we returned.
She takes my hand and pulls me to the locker rooms.
"Sit down here. I am changing. And don't look until I come out!"
Do people do things like this on their first date? I have no idea, but this isn't usually for a first date or a normal date, I guess.
The time I must wait was longer than the school day yesterday. The five minutes in which she was changing feels like a whole hour.
After what felt like five hours I heard a whimpering and quiet girl.
"Nór" she whispered
"Yes, I'm still here."
"Can I come out? Are there no other males?"
"Yes you can come out, here's nobody except me."
"Okay, in this case, I'll come out." her voice going to be quieter.
She wanted to come here, isn't she? So why she is so shy?
She came out and... I passed out. My head got caught by two soft pillows.
What can it be?
I thought suggestive.
The only thing that I could see was her lingerie. These wonderful tits, the slim waist, and the perfect proportioned hips. So beautiful. And the underwear... panties that go up to the waist and a nice bra. Also, her slim stomach looks beautiful. All in all perfect.
And the best, I'm allowed to go on a date with her. I'm the luckiest high schooler in this awful world.
"The reaction I expected." can I hear from her at the moment who I woke up.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"You are awake again." she whispered.
"Why do I pass out and get nosebleeds?"
"You passed out after you've seen me. And I'm very happy about that."
"You're the right!"
I'm very confused.
After she said that she run away and leaves me lying on the floor.
"Stop! Why do you run away? It's not your fault, please stay."
I hoped so much that she stops running and come back to me so that we continue our date. But that did not happen.
What the fuck. Why?
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After I completely come to me I went to Emma's home to look for her. Weirdly the font on the note on which the address was written disappeared. In my hands is only a blank sheet of paper. Nothing more.
Where does she live again?
I tried to find her home but I don't get it.
So I went home.
After I arrived I lie down and think about Emma. Who is she? Why do I pass out? Why does she run away and let me alone? And why does she said
"You're the right"?
Does she mean couple?
Or does I overheard something? This will probably happen.
Nevertheless, she had a perfect body. I would be more than happy if I see her again, but this is at the earliest at school in two days. I've no other choice.
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It's Monday. The last two days I lay in my bed, watch some anime, and sleep. After the date with Emma, I don't have the lust to do anything. My room is still dirty and I'm still unshowered, thanks to the body spray.
Our date only went nearly two hours which I never forget. But where is she in the class I can't see you? I try to ask some class members.
I'm just noticing that I don't even what are their names. That's were bad.
I try to speak to you without saying their names.
"Hey, have you seen Emma?"
"Hello. I don't know whom do you mean."
With a very angry voice, I said: "Are you kidding me?!"
"What?! No, I don't know who she is" he reacted
He wants to fuck me up, but that doesn't work.
I ask the guy who sits next to her.
"Hi. Did you know where Emma is?"
"Emma? I don't know a person who's called Emma, sorry."
The whole class wants to bring me out of the concept.
"B-But you sit directly next to her! How can you not realize that her name is Emma?"
"Sorry, but next to me only sit boys. Or do you have a nickname for your lover?" she grins so ugly while she said.
"Shut up. No, I mean a girl. Emma!"
"I don't know where she is! Look there is my seat neighbor. John."
Actually, there comes a boy in the class who I hadn't seen before. And he takes a seat on Emma's seat.
"Hey! John! Where's Emma? You know where she is because that's her seat!"
I was extremely angry because I want to know where she is.
"I don't know an Emma. I seat here for three years and don't move since there. What's your problem?"
Loudly I said: "My problem is that this is Emma's seat!"
"Where is Emma, we don't even have an Emma in our class!"
"But we have!"
"No, we don't. Look at our class picture and show me, Emma. There you have it."
I looked at the picture and begin to search for Emma, but I can't find her. But for that, I find John with his ugly grin. Who is this John?
Do I go crazy or what happened here?!
Do I dreamed the whole date with Emma?
Does a Emma even exist? And if she exist would she show me her lingerie?
After these thoughts, I came to the conclusion, that It's possible that I've dreamed of my date with Emma and Emma myself.
My last chance to find it out is to ask the employees who worked in the morning who Emma and I entered the store.
The school bell rings and it's time to go to the mall and ask the employee.
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I only hoped that the employee works today. Immediately I step as fast as I could on the pedals to reach the mall before they close or some other employees get the shift.
Arrived. With the maximum of speed my body can get I ran through the entire mall to ask the employee in the underwear store.
Before I reached the store I see something bright on the inside. As fast as a flash.
I looked up, through the glass roof of the mall, to know if there is a thunderstorm. But the only thing I could see was a clear blue sky.
I haven't the time to think about this. I must ask an employee if she can remember us.
At next I reached the store for the underwear run through the entrance and I've much luck, the employee works today.
"Hello, can you remember me?"
"No from where?"
I think she hasn't lust to speak with me.
"I was here with my date on Saturday. Do you remember?"
"Sorry, but on Saturday I was free. I was at home."
How can this happen? No one knows anything about Emma. As if she never ever had existed. But why do I still remember Emma? I mean what makes me so special or why do all others forget her?
The worse thing in my situation is, that I can't ask anyone.
I have to be crazy. No other possibilities exist. Or why do I know where Emma is.
Or maybe it only exists in my head. I don't know.
Fully frustrated I went slowly home and have fun with my body pillows. I'm so frustrated that I don't correct myself and say something like I mean have fun with a new anime. So frustrated I am.
It can't be possible that in one moment I pass out because a super hot half-naked stands in front of me and the next moment it's like she never existed.
That makes no sense... Why is life so unfair and why to me?!
Can't just be someone's mother dying, and for that sacrifice, I get a girlfriend with the measure 100/58/90? Why did this cannot happen?
Now I sit here and know that I had a beautiful girlfriend for two hours but no one recalls.
It's like you would ride a Lamborghini but the whole world see you in a 40-year-old Volks Wagen in which looks like a car in which a war criminal drives personally.
A display which only you can see.
A keyboard that only you can use.
A girl what only you can fu-.
Okay, it's better if you're the only man who fucks you or a girl, but it's about the principle.
Let's assume I've dreamed the whole time and Emma isn't real and only exists in my head, what will happen if I go to sleep? Will, I return to the dream?
I've only one chance to find it out. I lay me down in my bed and wait until I dream then I see if it was real.
I fell asleep even instantly.
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- Cause you can't think in a dream Nór have to retell what happens -
"Good morning world"
That was a so nice dream. So wonderful, I want to be forever in this dream.
What I don't notice while I thinking about my dream is that I've juiced into one of my three body pillows while I've dreamed, because the dream was much too got.
After I finally realize that I fired some goods into my pillows and change my clothes, I try to think about the dream again.
It begins in a completely white room. The further you look more white can you see.
Out of nowhere, it opens a door from which a pink haired full busty and hot beauty comes out behind her, so on the other side of the door, I only can see a dark red world which burned completely. I thought it was that what religious people called the hell. Also, you heared weird, awful and terrifying noises.
But at this moment you don't care if this was happened behind the door because the most handsome and hottest woman in the whole universe stands next to me.
I'm not a pro in this but I bet that she has the holy dimensions of 100/58/90. She was an outfit in which only the essentials are covered. Highs up to the waist, legs who are so long, wonderful big boots and a red tennis skirt which just goes a little bit under the hip.
Not to forget her wonderful pink hairs that are so long that it is just above the waist.
It seems to me as if this beauty was created just for me. And no other!
She consistently perfect and now she comes to me and spoke with a dominant sexy voice.
"Hey, dear Nór. How are you? We know each other."
"H-Hey, where are you? Do we do that? I don't know where you are"
"I'm the girl of your dirty little dreams. And now I am the dream." As she talks, the saliva pulls strings in her mouth. She's truly only made for me. Her face looks like ahegao only in color. I love it.
"Dear beuty, please say me your name and you are allowed to do everything with me you want."
As if I wouldn't let that happen too...
"Okay Nór I bet I only must snap a finger or less than that and you everything I want, isn't?"
Shit, she saw through me. But generally everyone who knows where I'm can see this ahead, to be honest.
After she said that she begins to take off his cloaths and begins with the boots.
Big boots and hights is the best combination which was ever discovered. It's don't give something better than that at most a bunny girl outfit
I get off the subject
Every square centimeter of his body was so wonderful.
The funny thing is, that I do not find feet attractive at all, only she made it that I would say "I want to lick off someone's feet."
"I'm going to be horny so tell me your!"
But she only continues to take off her clothes. Now her hights.
"You know me. We had a [jam noises] together."
That's too loud for my ears. They hurt.
"What were that for a horrible noise?!"
"Sorry but I am not able to say my identity or give a tip until you find out by yourself. If you find out by yourself I'll be yours."
She'll be mine only if I say the right name? But where can she be?
Out of nothing she said "Strobe light"
"What I am able to say strobe light." she said full of fascination.
What does she mean with strobe light what is so special about this word? Was that a tip? But how can that be a tip?
Just a moment when I was in the mall with my date I saw a pink light in the angle of my eye. Could it be that this beaute is Emma?
I know, that I'm in a dream, but still, it feels like my answer determines my future. So is my feeling in I want to answer for my advantage. So I asked.
"How many tries do I have to know where you are?"
"For me, you have only one."
"And how it seems only ten seconds. Sorry, I don't create the rules for these kinds of game." she answered with a challenging facial expression and an indifferent voice.
"What a game, does I play a game"
"Answer me you damn beauty."
I can't offend so handsome girls I have to say good stuff to them.
I have to come to a conclusion. Should I say, Emma? I have no other choice
I don't know other girls except for Emma, so where should it be?
Okay, I'll say Emma.
"Emma! I say that you are Emma! So don't continue to count down."
"What?! Emma! Emma! Emma!"
"How often then?!?! Emma! Emma! Emma! EMMA!" I screamed so loudly that the whole white space could hear my voice.
"At least tell me if I'm wrong and who you are then. Please!"
My eyes go black and I wake up. And sometimes while I've dreamed I juiced in my pillow.
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The whole time torments me the unsafe. Do I win the game or do I lose and if I'm lost where was she? I want a resolution, now!
And by the way why does, my cum smells like sugar?
At this point, I've waited three weeks without something special happens except that my graduation is imminent. And my whole school life will end in a few weeks. I haven‘t any idea of what I want to do after school.
Up to the point where I heard the doorbell one morning...
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Afterword to Chapter 2
Good day, dear reader. I'm very happy that you read the second chapter of my (light) novel (at the moment I search people for illustrations). If you already read the afterword of chapter 0 you will already know my problems in the English language for this reason I use "Grammarly" to check the grammar from now on.
I'm also very happy that (to this point) more than 80 people had read or still read chapter 0.
I hope that you could enjoy the second chapter and had to laugh.
Yes? Then I am satisfied and we see us in the next chapter.
No? I'm sorry. Tell me what I can do better. Maybe I can convince you in the next chapter.
The next chapter will appear in the next seven days.
As in the last chapter, I am looking forward to your feedback.
And we see each in the next chapter. Have a nice day! ^^