Can I Really Keep My Goddess Wife To Myself And Away From All The Crazy OP MCs?

After some time passed and my newly accepted disciple returned to her cave I was finally free to leave. That scary sense of dread that assaulted me from my rear finally dissipated and I was able to look for little Han who ran off earlier.

Now that I think about it, he ran off in the same direction my wife was glaring at me from.

Wait. Why do I have an ominous premonition about this?

For some reason I couldn't keep my cool when I thought of a certain possibility. Little wife you definitely must not console a MC. Even if you are absurdly powerful, please do not let your guard down and be the spark that raises flags for the MC.

I ran off as quickly as possible in the direction he fled towards and after 10 minutes I reached a lake which the river flowed into.

Below the moonlight I could see little wife with one arm wrapped around a certain child's head pulling them to rest on her bosun while she stroked the child's head with her right hand.

I could even hear her consoling the child.

"There, there child. Time will heal any injury of the heart."

Not a single tear fell from his eyes but it was still easy to tell his heart was torn in two. He was trembling slightly while keeping his feelings bottled up inside. His pride was clearly hurt from discovering he was thought of as nothing but a stray dog in the eyes of the person he adored.

Well as long as you don't reveal your true appearance to him I suppose it's fine. If you did then I doubt this little MC would keep his hands off such a beauty who would show him such care at one of his lowest emotional points in life.

Did you think I would really say that? Please let go of him as soon as possible! I naturally couldn't voice my thoughts with the child still idolizing me so I was forced to keep my mouth shut.

Although, seeing little Han like this I did feel slightly bad, but it was still a good thing that he found out. If he never did he would never understand his position in that girls heart. Whether his feelings towards that girl will change is another story altogether. She did try to kill him through manipulating others after all.

But for the sake of my peaceful married life I must put the leash known as Chu Yue on him. Only then will I feel slightly more secure.

After an hour passed, little Han finally calmed his rampaging emotions. When he relaxed a little he eventually fell asleep while still resting on my wife's bosom.

I couldn't stop my eyes from twitching at this enviable twelve year old brat. As her husband I haven't even fallen asleep on those two peaks, yet I'm losing to a child?

If I could I'd kick this child into the river if it weren't for my wife who was glaring at me like she had seen through my thoughts.

"Little wife I know you're upset with me."

"Hmm? Whatever could you mean dear husband?"

Oh my god. It looks like she's really actually pissed at me about this.

"I was just trying to help this little friend."

"Hmm."

Those eyes that looked like she didn't care in the slightest told me I might have missed the mark.

"Ah… about that little girl becoming my disciple that is just to help this child win her heart naturally."

"Hmm."

That's not it either?

What the fudge? Did I slap all your dead ancestors silly or something?

"Little wife, are you mad?"

"Mad? Whatever could you be talking about?"

Damn it, woman hold grudges for life. Just what shitty landmine did I step on this time?

"Husband, you have sinned."

What? I couldn't stop my eyes from widening in confusion.

"Sinned? Me? I am one with the purest of hearts. How can I possibly sin my little wife?"

"Do you confess to your sins?"

What sins?! I don't get it!

"Husband, sinners are to be sentenced to death you know."

Little wife, please don't go killing off your dear husband!

Quick, I must figure it out! If I don't figure it out soon I feel like my life will be on the line!

I have to retrace all the steps leading up to this point from the very beginning.

But where is the beginning? If I can find the beginning that must be the origin of everything.

Let's see. When I mentioned helping little Han, she didn't care. When I mentioned my new female disciple she didn't care. Then it has to be something even before that! But before that was… when little Han first came over right?

What could have possibly happened there that would incur my wife's ire?

There's nothing, right?

I could only despair as I looked at the surroundings.

I only noticed now but the surroundings were quite beautiful. The moon hanging in the air bathing the lotuses below in its light. There were lovely white lotuses all around the lake the river flowed into. They all gave off a luminescent glow as they reflected its light. Isn't this quite a wonderful sight? It gives off quite the romantic feel.

When I thought back to the scene right before my wife departed again, I could not help but remember her mention she was going to take a bath.

Haaah. Such a waste! I missed out on seeing my nude wife bathing under the moonlight while she was surrounded by the luminescent glow of these ethereal lotuses around the lake.

I'm such an idiot! Why didn't I run over to peak on my wife earlier? Instead I ran over to spy on some sixteen year old child. Is there something wrong with my head?

Hold on. Now that I think about it. If I look at it from my wife's perspective. After teasing her husband and telling him she was going to bathe, instead of running to peak, her block headed husband snuck off behind her back and went to spy on some other woman.

Holy mother Teresa! Jesus Christ all might! What have I done? She was kind enough to offer some fan service and what did I do? I tossed it to the side of the road without even giving it a second glance.

My realization had my eyes bulging like I was on death row.

"Umm little wife. Can you please take another bath?"

"..."

"Please?"

Could you stop glaring at me like I'm garbage?

"Little wife, I have sinned! Please forgive this idiotic husband!"

"I promise if you so much as ever say you're going to take a bath, whether I'm fighting the gods or devils; whether I'm in another dimension or on the verge of death I will come flying to peak like a husband should naturally do."

"Hmmp. I don't need you to do that. Just don't go gawking at another girl when your wife throws you a bone."

"It looks like you managed to solve your little buddies problem at some point though."

I looked down and noticed she was right.

"Ah, now that you mention it. It must have been after hearing that little girl's words."

"Tsk. I went through all that preparation for nothing."

"Eh? Little wife? What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing. Not in the mood anymore."

Did I screw up big time? Wasn't this just supposed to be a scene for some fan service? What the hell? I want a refund! Wife you are clearly scamming me! Not only you, this damn brat! You not only get to enjoy her bosom but you completely screwed me over!

Damn it! Hooking you up with that little girl? Keep dreaming you damn little puppy!

I should just let that little girl tear your a.s.s a new one, you stinky little ingrate! Sense I wasn't strong enough to match my wife I could only redirect my anger towards the true sinner little Han.

If he knew my thoughts he would probably break down in tears at the irrationality of it all. After all he was the one who was just tossed to the side of the road like some dead dog by his love interest.

Of course, as much as I want to kick his relationship problems to the otherside of the universe, I can't really do that. That little girl is naturally the leash that I have arranged for you after great effort. Do you understand how much work goes into deceiving little children? Just you is enough of a pain in my a.s.s. Don't you dare have designs on my little wife in the future!

"My wife you can't be so unreasonable. I'm sure you're tired after consoling the child. Shouldn't you take a relaxing bath to soothe your soul?"

My wife only rolled her eyes before she walked over with the child in one arm. She grabbed me by the collar and dragged me like a defeated dog into a rift she tore open.

Then next moment, when I opened my eyes, we were back in our room.

Little wife roughly tossed me like I were trash on my bed while she gently laid the sleeping child onto her bed. She tucked him into bed like a loving mother would her child. She then came over to look at me with a cold expression.

Why is the treatment so different? Is this some new kind of play? I won't lie, my heart is racing with how she is looking at me, but it's still unfair isn't it?

"Punishment for the unfaithful husband is necessary."

Somehow upon hearing her words certain l.e.w.d thoughts passed by my mind which got me slightly excited.

My wife waved her hand in front of me. At first I didn't quite understand what she was doing, but I soon understood.

I found that I was not able to move a single muscle. Little wife, isn't this a bit too much? Bullying your husband with your overwhelming might? Aren't you a bit too masculine? Why are our roles so reversed? Should it not be husband teasing his wife in these situations?

A slight bit of fear crept into my eyes towards the unknown punishment I was about to face.

My wife looked satisfied after seeing my reaction. "Don't worry husband I'm not going to inflict physical torture on you or anything. I'm not that cruel. Fufufu."

That laugh at the end really wasn't necessary! Little wife please, you're scary!

My wife turned me to face the wall. While I was stuck facing the wall and unable to move I could hear the rustling of clothes falling to the ground behind me.

My breathing couldn't help but speed up as my heart rate shot through the roof trying to envision the scene playing out behind me.

Damn it! Every time there's a feast for the eyes I'm stuck cursing inanimate objects. You damn wall! Why weren't you born a mirror?!

How can walls be so evil and vile? If I ever see another wall without a mirror on it; I swear to god if I don't kick it down, let the heavens smite me out of existence!

I couldn't help but pause for a moment. Strange. No thunder and lightning this time? Did the heavens hear me the last time I questioned it? Hey heavens, if you can hear me, you can throw some thunder and lightning the next time I ask you to smite me. Just make sure it hits the brat on the bed over there instead, okay?

Anyways... this damn bed as well, why were you born so flat? If you were a ramp I could at least roll over even if I were unable to move my body.

Little wife if this is the punishment, it's going too far. Little did I know that this was just the beginning. If I knew, maybe I would have regret my foolish and naive thoughts.

After a short moment the rustling stopped. It was silent. Deadly silent. So silent I could only hear the two of us breathing. Both our breaths were abnormal and quickened. I could see the moonlight from the window on the other side casting her shadow onto the wall in front of me. Her heavenly curves were drawn out perfectly on the wall like a celestial who transcended all creation. Please, if there is a god just turn this wall into a mirror! If a shadow can get me off, what will the real image do?

However, the world is cruel. There exist no omnipotent gods that would answer my prayers. The only thing that existed in this world was the demoness behind me.

Eh? Little wife what are you doing so suddenly? I could feel the bed press downwards a bit as my wife crawled towards me. She laid down right behind me.

She was so close I could feel her breathe down my back.

The warmth from her b.a.r.e body was directly transferred to mine even before we touched. The scorching heat felt like it would burn me alive. I could only fear what would happen if she so much as touched me.

"Husband this is your punishment. Don't even think you're about to get lucky."

I could only cry to myself in regret. Damn it! I don't even care it this planet explodes just let me turn around and have my way with you. Y-y-you devil wife!

It seems my wife knew what I was thinking and she let out a slightly evil laugh. She finally made her move and our bodies connected. I could feel the softness of her skin as she wrapped her arms around me from behind while she pressed her body tightly against mine. She slid one leg between mine pressing her t.h.i.g.h right below a certain familiar friend who had woken up from all the sudden stimulus.

Little wife you can't be serious, can you? The child is right across from us on the other bed and you choose to punish your husband like this? Is my sanity going to be fine?

I felt slightly humiliated being unable to retaliate at all, but what can I do? My wife is a lower realm god. A monster that pulls the strings behind not only this realm, but an unimaginable number of them.

This little husband only just a recently became a 2nd realm semi transcendent. She's literally eight tiers of strength above me. I must hurry up and break through as quickly as possible to not be bullied by my little wife.

"Goddess wife…"

"What is it my ravenous wolf of a husband?"

"Never mind."

I'm scared if I say the wrong thing it will call for further punishment.

"My dear husband, I never told you before but I don't like indecisiveness."

I had a bad feeling after hearing her words.

Answering my bad feeling, my wife moved her unrestricted hand that had snuck its way beneath my shirt from my c.h.e.s.t downwards.

Little wife hold on! Please just keep your hand where it was. You don't need to move it from where it was!

My prayers were left unanswered as she rested her free hand right above the lining of my pants.

This despairing feeling of wishing it would move forward further or just retreat was the absolute worst.

My heart felt like it was going to be squashed by my conflicting emotions.

Stupid me! Never say anything ever again when being punished! The more I say the worse it gets.

Please, someone just put me out of my misery. This is far worse than being tortured to death. It's worse than edging! It's the border between the innocent love between husband and wife and edging. Damnit is this even teasing anymore? Little wife please don't leave things in such a vague state! Either do it or don't do it!

Damnit is this how schrodinger's cat felt? Ah, I'm a cat. Yes, a cat. A simple house cat in a box with an atom that may or may not decompose and release a radioactive poisonous substance that will kill me with a probability of 50% every hour. Will I explode or will I live? Only this little wife will know when she observes me when she wakes up in the morning.

Screw it all, yeah I made an overused joke! You got a problem with it? Well I do! How would you like to be pushed to the verge of insanity by your goddess wife all the time? What? You think I'm overreacting? You think I'm enviable? Screw you!

Who the hell am I even talking to?

Ah, that must be it, I've lost my marbles from all this torment.

What kind of twisted fudge face places the finest delicacy before you and asks you to just watch it? What? You want to me savor and relish in the smell? Sure, she smells like a divine being and a certain little brother could probably be satisfied and cleansed of all worldly d.e.s.i.r.es by her scent alone, but I can't even move to give that little friend a helping hand!

Only that nefarious hand that stood there right at the border could possibly save my little brother from falling off a cliff to his death, but that hand will not move. It feels like that hand was put there for the single line "thou shalt not pass!"

My wife giggled as she felt the torment I was facing and she said impishly, "sweet dreams dearest husband."

Y-y-y-y-you expect me to sleep like this?! You Demon! Devil!! Spiteful wife!

I felt like I was having a nervous breakdown. Little wife, I promise I will never offend you again. Your punishment is by far the most fearsome thing I have ever seen!