I Don’t Want To Be the Main Character

136. Wedding of the Century (1)

1.

happiness.

I never really wanted to philosophically contemplate what happiness is. If you start to think about what happiness is in addition to the question of whether you can be happy, that would be too serious.

Aside from that, my mother’s question had that meaning.

I wonder if this marriage, which will obviously seem crazy to others, will actually make me happy.

At first, it felt like I had been hit in the head with a hammer, but I soon realized that this wasn’t something I needed to worry about for long anyway.

The shock was great, but the thought was short and the answer was concise.

“You must be happy.”

“hmm?”

Of course, it wasn’t an answer given with any great confidence.

I’m not an oracle, so how would I know? That weird notification window hasn’t even appeared since that day.

When I read novels or play games, I see that other people start off with some kind of incredible cheat or special ability when they reincarnate into another world like me, but all I have is a constitution that I can’t tell if it’s good or bad because I trade my talent for my lifespan.

It’s not like it’s some 19+ game or anything, so how can you die if you don’t do that kind of thing regularly?

Anyway, my thoughts wandered for a moment, but the gist of my answer was this.

“Wouldn’t that be the case? I think I’d be happy.”

“Why do you think so?”

“Actually, if you think about it calmly, it’s a really absurd marriage. Even if I were to say so, would they have a reason to get married?”

“…There probably won’t be any.”

“No matter how blinded you are by love, marriage is reality. But look, I’m telling you that even this ridiculous marriage is good.”

Of course, there will be adversity and days when we fight with each other.

In my case, I have not one but five wives, so the probability of our opinions clashing and causing us to fight is higher.

But despite these unfavorable conditions, you still agreed to all of my proposals, which were ridiculous.

For us, the process of getting married itself was an ordeal that other couples would not experience.

Romeo and Juliet? That won’t work.

At least it was one-on-one even though their family gritted their teeth and opposed it so much.

“…So what are you trying to say?”

“You got married like this, so of course you’re happy. If other people heard about it, they would have packed lunches and told you that you should never get married like this, but since you got married like this, of course you should be happy.”

“I want to live better for others… Is that what you mean?”

“That’s not necessarily what I meant. The process of getting married itself is full of adversity and hardship, but it’s okay because you overcame all that.”

“I know what you mean.”

My mother nodded with an expression on her face that made it unclear what she was thinking.

A marriage that would make people point their fingers at you and say you’re out of your mind if they heard about it. But it’s only one life, so it would be too tiring to live conscious of other people’s gaze every single day.

Of course, I should live my life being a little conscious of other people’s opinions, but it’s not like the people who just gossip and talk behind my back will get married for me.

“……I’ll talk to your father properly sometime.”

As if she didn’t know anymore, Mom raised the white flag in a heavy voice.

2.

Count Alin Weiss eventually raised the white flag.

Not knowing her speed, her son looked at her with a puzzled look, but Count Weiss had his own complicated thoughts.

“I will be happy……”

It wasn’t so grandiose as to say that it touched her heartstrings, but I could tell that it was sincere and unfiltered. Age and experience are the privileges of adults, not young people.

“I guess they got permission,” said Count Weiss, quietly muttering as he watched the group leave after greeting them.

“……Yeah, you should be happy.”

Since he had come up to the capital and was living there, Count Weiss was willing to readily consent to the love marriage that was becoming a trend among young nobles these days.

To begin with, Count Weiss had no desire to increase his power or his territory. He simply thought that he would manage the territory he had inherited from his ancestors well and pass it on to his eldest daughter when the time came, and that would be it. He never considered a political marriage or anything like that during the process.

To begin with, it was a political marriage, but what on earth would be the political plan for a marriage of convenience in a small fiefdom like the Vice County?

They say there are no parents who win over their children.

As a parent, I still wasn’t thrilled with this marriage, but as long as Ludrick was happy, I didn’t care.

I was already having a headache thinking about how to explain this to my husband, but in any case, the final decision-making power belongs to the head of the household, Count Weiss. Her husband’s heart for Ludrick was no less than hers, so if I were to convey Ludrick’s words, she would have no choice but to agree.

Count Weiss, who thought so, looked at the pure white light emitted as the magic was activated, and then slowly turned around.

Of course, the fact that her husband was waiting for her was an unavoidable reality, but so be it.

Ludrick said he would be happy.

That would be enough.

“…If you live happily without being a burden to your parents, that will be enough.”

As parents, most people want their children to live happily.

3.

Now that official permission had finally been granted, there was no one who could stop Elena from going wild.

The next day, as soon as the sun rose, there was a big uproar when newspaper articles about my relationship with Rasil were printed, but that was not enough to stop Elena from getting married.

“So does it make sense to spend the whole day choosing a wedding dress…?”

“Kyung-i doesn’t know yet. A wedding dress is like a bride’s pride.”

“No, isn’t it normal for the groom to worry about what kind of wedding dress to wear?”

Seeing Elena getting all worked up over not being able to choose a wedding dress was enough to confuse even my common sense.

No, this world is a place where the roles of men and women are reversed. So isn’t it normal for the groom to worry about the wedding dress rather than the bride worrying about the dress?

When I looked at other girls, I wondered if it was normal in this world for a bride to choose her wedding dress after careful consideration, but that wasn’t the case.

Eileen looked around absentmindedly as usual and picked one out, and Rasil also looked around briefly and picked out something. Sylphia said she was going to Rare for a bit and then brought back a really fancy dress from somewhere.

Just as Elena was thought to be unusual, there was one more unexpected obstacle.

“dress…….”

Arwen narrowed her eyes as she opened the catalog and looked at the pictures of different dresses.

Anyway, since I don’t have a camera, it’s a drawing and not a photograph, so it might be different from reality.

“You just have to pick a dress that looks pretty and wear it. All the other kids do that.”

“Don’t talk nonsense. Isn’t a wedding a once in a lifetime thing? In my case, it’s a once in a lifetime that’s much longer than that of an average person.”

“……I should have thrown away all my romance novels a long time ago.”

I couldn’t understand the two weirdos who were so concerned with every little thing, from dresses to the smallest detail, with their eyes lit up.

To be exact, I should say that I gave up on understanding.

Instead, Elena asked me a question.

“Why is it that you choose so easily?”

“The design of the Yeonmibok is all the same, so is there any need to worry about it…?”

“……I’ve felt this way for a long time, but sometimes I wonder if he’s really the right man.”

“What?”

He glared at Elena, who was spouting s*xist remarks as naturally as breathing.

Men in this world don’t necessarily have to be serious about choosing clothes. I’m an exception, though.

Anyway, as we were muttering like this, it started to feel real.

Elena, who is more serious than anyone else about the wedding, goes without saying, and so do Eileen and Rasil, who were just roughly chosen based on their personalities and styles.

Although our attitudes may have been different depending on our individual styles, we all had something in common.

‘Anticipation.’

Of course, none of them have ever been married and divorced before. I wasn’t married in my past life, and none of the other five were in a relationship with me before the regression.

This wedding is an equal opportunity for everyone, since it is their first wedding.

After visiting and greeting my parents, I can’t just break off the marriage because one person suddenly changed his mind. It’s like an arrow that has already left the field and spilt milk.

Although they were muttering and snickering in annoyance, they couldn’t hide the smile on their lips or the anticipation on their faces.

And it’s the same for me too.

Even though people criticized me for spending so much time choosing a wedding dress, I didn’t feel particularly bored or annoyed by this time. After all, it was my wedding.

So everyone was sharing that feeling of happiness.

I didn’t know that I would keep my promise to my mother that she would be happy in this way.

Well, whatever.

Even if the process is a bit like that, if the result is good, it’s all good.