Flash Marriage : Another 7 Chapter Seven

The variety of shows on are always filled with good looking individuals, as someone who liked beautiful things she enjoyed the shows forgetting about Madara.

She watched tv for a while, when he came out of the bathroom. She casually glanced at him, it seems he does have other things going for him other than his pretty face.

He was wearing his pajama, kind of exuding a lazy and relaxed atmosphere, his damp hair draped over his forehead, at this moment his perfectly chiseled face appeared soft due to fatigue.

His pajama did not have any knots, secured only a belt at the waist. His pajama was very thin and his body hidden under such a flimsy pajama revealed an especially narrow looking waist and long legs standing in an upright manner.

She praised his body proportion, the ratio was very good.

"Want to see?" His question interrupting her thoughts, asking her.

She found him smiling at her; his hands resting on his pajama belt, as if about to take it off. Then he repeated the question "Want to see?"

She looked at him quizzically before turning her head to the tv to continue watching. When she looked again at the screen, those male tv stars compared to him were simply too feeble.

Oh, her 'husband' was quite the charmer.

She did not even bat an eye lid while looking at the tv, Madara suddenly sat down on the sofa, said "Don't want to see" what does he want now? She wanted to enjoy her show in peace.

She glanced at him with a contemptuous expression, cynically saying "Who wants to see? What is there to see?"

Madara calmly said "First wipe the saliva from your mouth before saying these words"

Saliva? How could she allow herself to look unsightly, she reached out to rub her mouth a few times, realising nothing was there she scowled at him.

Due to her actions light laughter came from him who was sitting beside her.

She left the room, removing her jewellery and dress to take a bath before heading to sleep. She didn't accompany him and fell asleep, she was too tired to chat.

Seira directly headed for the huge bed and went under the covers, she couldn't be bothered moving to another room to sleep moreover the mattress was very comfortable.

She had to commend him for his choice, she felt like she was sleeping on a cloud.

Whether or not he would stay in the room or take another room was up to him, thinking so she dozed off.

*FL is different from the original, additionally she is lazy hence why she slept in the bridal chamber. Comfort is important when it comes to sleeping, the feel of the bed, blanket, sheets and pillows.

Madara watched her sleeping figure, turns out even this woman can look so cute in her sleep. Why would he think this cold woman was cute? Madara tossed the thought out of his head as he went to sleep.

*Next day

Seira woke up to find the s.p.a.ce beside her empty, she groggily got out of bed, making her way to the bathroom. She washed her face with cool water to get rid of her drowsiness. She went to the kitchen and pulled out a milk carton and two eggs from the refrigerator. Warmed the milk a little, boiled eggs, a make do breakfast one could eat; she was beginning to miss the breakfast her old mother cooks.

After eating her breakfast, she just made herself comfortable on the sofa leaning back watching TV. She had watched TV for a while before Madara came from outside.

He was wearing a short-sleeved T-s.h.i.+rt with sports shorts, carrying a towel in his hands, sweat streaming down his head, looking like he just came back from a morning exercise.

She was too lazy to greet him, merely nodding at him in acknowledgment before continuing to lean on the sofa watching TV.

He greeted her in turn before heading straight into the bathroom, She suspects he is a germaphobe from her observations so far. If he sweats even a little he would have to shower, such a neat freak.

*A germaphobe refers to a person with an extreme fear of germs and an obsession with cleanliness.

Throughout the entire morning Madara was in the room, only occasionally coming out to go to the toilet or for coffee, she leisurely spent her time on the sofa watching tv, when she got bored of the TV she would switch to her phone and play a few games or read a online novel and when bored went back to watching TV, so on, the morning pa.s.sed quickly.

Madara's-Their home had a huge kitchen but the kitchen did not even have an onion, Seira was peeved having to go outside not wanting to bother Madara about it. She headed to the supermarket to buy some vegetables and rice and went back to do some simple cooking. While doing so, the door bell suddenly rang, she went to answer the door while still wearing an ap.r.o.n.

In front of her was a a red capped man, face as a radiant as sun, smiling at her, said "h.e.l.lo, this is the lunch you ordered, a total of 862 yen" The delivery guy hadn't expected to come across a great beauty and thanked the G.o.ds for his fortune.

*The original total was 52 yuan which is the equivalent of 862.29 yen, I just made it 862 since it was the closest number rounding it up.

She was skeptical "I did not order any takeaway"

"I ordered" Madara's voice came from behind her. He went over and took the plastic bags of food from the man, then handed the already prepared money for the order.

It seemed he often called this restaurant or takeaway, thus why he was already familiar with the price of various foods, this could also be guessed from the degree of emptiness in the kitchen.

She returned to the kitchen, to simply clean up a bit, as lunch was already prepared.

*FL is only not lazy when she has no choice but to do things herself.