"Okay, okay, I get it. Also, since we're on the topic, may I ask when I can witness the most beautiful and important day of your life, Couronne?" As he said this, Su'er saw Couronne's eyes widen and he quickly lowered his head, feigning a weak appearance.
The raised fist swung up and down a few times in a threatening manner. It was clear that the red-haired woman was gritting her teeth, but in the end, she was defeated by the miserable appearance Su'er deliberately put on—even though she knew that the man was deliberately acting this way right now.
"How can I, as your older sister, take the first step before I can witness you and Riku getting married with my own eyes?!" Couronne, who was already of a certain age, said with a righteous tone. The face of the once-red-haired girl now had wrinkles that could not be ignored.
"Ah, then after today, you can wholeheartedly pursue your own happiness," Su'er sighed and then looked at Nonna, saying, "Nonna, you should also hurry up. The little girl who always followed me has, without me even noticing, grown into an adult... I kind of want to pat your head, but Brother Su'er is having a hard time even lifting his hand now."
Without waiting for Su'er to finish, Nonna directly grabbed his hand and placed it on top of her head, just like when she was a child. She used her own hand to help Su'er pat her head.
"Haha," Su'er couldn't help but chuckle as he felt the warmth coming from her fingertips.
"It has been really hard on you guys in the settlement over these years," Su'er's gaze shifted between Couronne and Nonna. He was sincerely thankful.
The reason Couronne had not married all these years was partly because of what she said, that she could not feel at ease about Su'er and Riku. A bigger reason was that because Su'er and Riku were both busy with the plan, all the matters in the settlement, big and small, had to fall on this woman's shoulders.
Along with Nonna, who was her helper, she now seemed to be walking the same path as Couronne, which made Su'er's feelings very complicated.
"Alright, you guys have to be happy today! It seems Riku is almost done with his preparations. I'll go and take a look first," Perhaps sensing Su'er's feelings at the moment, Couronne said with a smile.
"Ah, thank you, then," Su'er nodded with a smile and watched as Couronne pulled away Nonna, who seemed to still want to say something. The two of them walked toward Riku on the other side of the cave.
Under Schwi's guidance, Riku was slowly hanging colorful ribbons on the four walls of the cave with his hands. They had no intention of using magic. They were enjoying the fun of decorating their own wedding with their own hands.
Yes, their wedding—the ones getting married today were not just Su'er and Think. Riku and Schwi were also going to become an official couple today.
Staring intently at Riku over there, who was laughing and grabbing his hair after a lantern he had hung up fell down because it was not stuck on properly, Su'er suddenly turned his head as if he had sensed something. He saw that Think was also looking at him. As if playing a silent, beautiful melody, with a light tap of her fingers, the semi-transparent butterflies and little birds made of Elves that Imanity could see were born from nothing and flew throughout the entire cave.
'My... wedding?'
He couldn't help but chuckle lightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't be suppressed. Su'er curiously watched as the blue butterflies flew to his side, stopping on his palm and shoulder. More of them, like fallen leaves being swept up by a gentle breeze, gathered together into a cluster. After flying in a circle around him, they stopped in front of him.
With their interconnected bodies, they outlined elegant and beautiful lines. It was the name written in the Elf's language. Su'er and Think's names. A small heart was even drawn between their names. And when Su'er truly saw this scene, they moved again, flying toward the top of the cave, turning into sparkling stars, completely lighting up every corner of the cave.
It was bright but not dazzling, mysterious but not vulgar. The stars, which were more dazzling than the others, flickered with the simple portraits of the four people—Su'er, Think, Riku, and Schwi. They had a unique vitality and changed their movements as time went on.
From his previous life to now, this was the first time Su'er had experienced his own wedding. And this dreamy, fairy-tale-like scene satisfied all of his fantasies. The greasy and humid air that had originally filled the cave was now replaced by the fresh floral scent of nature.
In this small world that was full of the Elf's style, the decorations in the style of the Ex-Machina were also added, as if they were not to be outdone. However, nature and technology did not give people a sense of discord. Instead, they were perfectly combined.
The vines that were wrapped around like fairy lights, and the water that spewed out from the blooming flowers like a fountain. The only thing that felt a little out of place were the paper cuts made by Riku and Couronne. But no one cared about this small detail.
The center of the wedding was where Su'er was. Unable to move, he wore a clean top for today. The clean white shirt and white jacket covered his shriveled body. And Think was standing by his side, gently holding his arm.
On Su'er's other side stood Riku. Schwi was holding Riku's arm with both hands. The Ex-Machina girl who had barely escaped from the Flügel had now recovered her legs, arms, and the waist that she had once lost. But since she was not repaired at the Ex-Machina's new reconstruction facility, her already low combat power was now at a level that was too painful to look at compared to her own race.
Not to mention Riku, who was almost out of control and had started shouting when he saw the miserable state that Schwi was in when she returned. The man's face now had a persistent idiotic smile, looking incredibly honest, as if he were a completely different person from his usual sharp self.
There were not too many people here. Compared to the weddings in Su'er's memory from his previous life, his own wedding right now could only be described as simple and cold. But they were not people who cared about these superficial things. Or rather, they already had what was truly important, and it was right next to them at this moment.
Her hands were clenched tightly, as if she was holding something. Couronne stared blankly at the four people in front of her. She and Nonna were standing across from the four of them. Her beautiful eyes looked a little hollow for a moment, as if she was seeing something that did not exist in the scene in front of her.
She couldn't say whether it was satisfaction or emotion, but when Couronne came to her senses, her eyes had already become moist.