After the Villainess Proposed to Me

“Wifey, you there?”

After comforting an unfamiliar little loli, Wu Chen, after much deliberation, finally returned to his own room’s doorway.

“Not here!”

A slightly annoyed voice of Sylvie came from the room.

“Wifey, aren’t you right there though?”

Wu Chen smiled wryly as he pushed open the door, finding Sylvie lying on the bed, facing the wall and sulking.

“Who’s your wife? Isn’t Xia Yunyun your wife? I’m definitely not.”

“Wife, don’t say such angry things. The world’s cutest, most charming Elf Empress, who’s my personal little cotton-padded jacket – if you’re not my wife, who else could be?”

Wu Chen sat on the bed and leaned close to Sylvie, speaking sincerely.

Upon hearing this, Sylvie’s little pointy ears, nestled among her golden hair, twitched slightly.

“Hmph, do you sweet-talk the other goddesses like this too?”

Sylvie pouted, letting out a soft hum.

“Uh…”

Indeed, winning over the goddesses was an unavoidable challenge.

Wu Chen scratched his head.

Back then, he had approached it like a game, trying to collect divine-level rings to marry witches and improve his favorability with the goddesses.

In his eyes, both witches and goddesses were just game characters.

There wasn’t any emotional burden when “marrying” game characters—his only reason was to admire the goddess’s beauty.

Now, realizing all of this was happening in reality, things had become very complicated.

It was like playing a galgame, completing all the routes for every female character, only to replay the game and discover that all the characters retained their memories of the previous routes.

What would you do?

Of course, you’d still want them all!

“Sylvie, don’t be mad. Tomorrow I’ll talk to the Full Moon Witch and ask her to forge a wedding ring for you, so we can get married.”

“You think that would make me forgive you? I’m the empress of my people—I’m not that easy to fool!”

Sylvie pouted stubbornly, looking incredibly cute, devoid of any of the coldness or dignity of an empress.

“Then, Sylvie, what do I have to do for you to forgive me?”

Wu Chen leaned closer as he skillfully took her pointy ear into his mouth.

“Ah! W-What are you doing… mmm… no, not there!”

“L-Let go! Quick, release me.”

Sylvie’s sensitive ears were gently licked by Wu Chen, causing her to shiver all over, her graceful body going rigid.

“If Sylvie won’t forgive me, then I’ll just keep licking non-stop.”

Wu Chen said, his tongue tip lightly gliding over the point of her ear.

“You…you think a little trick like this will make me forgive you? No way!”

A few minutes later…

“Wu Chen! I-I forgive you! Hurry, let go already!”

By now, Sylvie was clinging tightly to Wu Chen’s shoulder, her whole body weak and tingling. She could only feebly push against him with her hands, but all her struggles were in vain.

“Not angry anymore?”

Wu Chen gently rubbed Sylvie’s elf ears, swirling his tongue around the tip as he asked.

“I wasn’t really that mad in the first place! I just wanted an excuse to act spoiled, so you’d pay more attention to me and coax me. That’s why I pretended to be angry!”

Under the prolonged teasing, Sylvie’s body trembled as she confessed the truth.

“Why did you suddenly come up with this idea?”

Wu Chen hugged her, curious.

“……”

Sylvie turned her face away, her gaze wandering.

Lick~

“I’ll talk! I’ll talk! It’s because after hearing how popular Morning Star is, I felt a sense of crisis. I wanted you to care more about me, that’s why I did this!”

Unable to endure such “cruel” torment, Sylvie confessed everything.

“Wifey, your thinking is just too cute, isn’t it?”

It was so cute that Wu Chen even felt a bit heartbroken.

Rather than being jealous, she was more worried about being neglected by him.

How could he possibly repay her for such affection?

“Silly girl.”

“Who calls their wife a silly girl?”

Sylvie pouted unhappily.

“What I meant was, you’re my wife. If you want to act spoiled, just tell me directly, okay?”

Wu Chen pinched Sylvie’s small nose.

“Really?”

“Of course, it’s true.”

“Then, I… I want you to k-kiss me…”

Sylvie’s face flushed slightly, but before she could finish speaking, Wu Chen had already lowered his head and captured her cherry lips.

As the kiss ended and their lips parted, Sylvie nestled in Wu Chen’s embrace, a look of utter bliss on her face.

“Oh right, Wu Chen, here, take this. Remember to give it to the Full Moon Witch tomorrow to include in the materials for forging our wedding ring.”

Sylvie seemed to remember something and pulled out a seed from her white gauze, handing it to Wu Chen.

“What’s this?”

Wu Chen opened up his system interface and scanned the item.

[Elf Life Seed: A seed nurtured by wind elementals in the atmosphere. When consumed, it can invigorate yang, nourish yin, tonify the kidneys, and fortify one’s essence. Increases stamina by 50%, genetic factor activity by 50%, and fertility rate by 50%.]

“???”

What kind of magical effect is this?

Wu Chen was completely baffled.

Who would have thought that this dignified and noble Elf Empress was also a… saleswoman for such things?

“The Elf race is on the verge of extinction, our birth rate is extremely low, and the threat of annihilation is looming. As the Empress, I have to set an example!”

“One day, I will defeat the Goddess of Harmony and save my people.”

Sylvie’s face was full of determination.

“The Goddess of Harmony, huh…”

Wu Chen felt something was off about the Harmony Goddess causing the elves’ low birth rate.

Human desire is endless, and elves are no exception. Some people even get excited looking at gynecological ads in magazines when they’re young.

How could mere harmony hope to suppress the urge for life’s social security?

That’s seriously underestimating the power of the Great Onix!

However, since he didn’t fully understand the situation of the elves yet, Wu Chen refrained from jumping to conclusions.

Only after returning home with his wife could he truly investigate.

“I’m human, and you’re a dark elf. Can our children really help continue the elven race?”

Wu Chen expressed his deep confusion.

“As long as we put in three times the effort, it should be fine.”

Sylvie smiled brightly.

In this world, crossbreeding between different races was not common. When the parents were from different species, there was a 33% chance the child would belong to the mother’s race, a 33% chance they would be from the father’s race, and a 33% chance they’d be a hybrid.

There was also a 1% chance of giving birth to a pure human, regardless of the parents’ races. These pure humans would inherit the talents and skills of both races.

Humans born this way often received the blessing of a goddess, becoming divine heroes with the power to rival demon kings.

No one quite understood how this worked.

Since this breeding method could create divine heroes, humans were often used as “hero factories,” forming marriages with various other races.

Professions like Dragon Knight, Elf Archer, Deep Sea Descendant, Angel’s Servant, and Foreign Prince were all born this way.

The official game website even mentioned a hidden legendary class called the [Progenitor of All Things], whose trait was to greatly enhance the attributes of children born and raised.

Unfortunately, no player ever managed to unlock the starting quest for that class, making it one of the game’s unsolved mysteries.

“I’m not talking about crossbreeding. I mean the Dark Elf race. The Elf race and Dark Elf race are two different things, right?”

Wu Chen hadn’t forgotten that Sylvie was now a dark elf demon rather than a pure nature elf.

“Don’t treat Dark Elves as non-Elves. The Elven race must continue its lineage no matter what.”

“Anyway, o-once the Full Moon Witch finishes forging the ring, we’ll start the great mission of preserving the Elf race!”

Sylvie’s pointed ears turned a rosy red, and she clenched her small fists, full of anticipation.

Wife, you really know how to play.

This is the first time I’ve heard someone describe the great Elven Pokémon battle in such a fresh and elegant way.

Although Sylvie seemed eager, Wu Chen’s expression remained serious.

Speaking of the Goddess of Harmony, I did take her wedding ring back then. Someday, Sylvie will have to return and challenge her head-on. What will I do when that time comes?