My wife used to be a demon lord.
Beautiful, busty, and sweet-voiced, with a figure and legs you could admire for years.
Getting beaten up every day wasn't my choice, but I'll have a blissful married life every night next year.
And if you're wondering how a bricklayer like me managed to marry such a gorgeous wife...
I used to be the hero party's dedicated main tank. You think she's doing the laundry and cooking for me at home for no reason? I'm the one responsible!
But when I chose my reward back then, why did I have to bring a wife home?
I was just too young. If I'd become some big shot or a tycoon, I'd already have a house full of wives and kids running everywhere...
Honey, why are you holding a knife? That's not what I meant...
(Cover image removed at the artist's request.)
