One month later...
In the kingdom of Wustia, where most people live, everything looks fancy and not much different from Earth.
Among the many shops bustling with shoppers, there is a flower shop.
Ding dong... The shop bell rings as a woman enters with their daughter.
They walk around the shop, searching for flowers.
The cashier is a man with messy hair, wearing glasses, but his face is handsome. He has on a floral-patterned T-shirt and shorts.
"Hello, miss. What flower are you looking for today? Can I help you?"
The woman suddenly whispers into the man's ear...
"I heard this shop sells forbidden flowers."
The man nodded and led them to the back of the shop. They followed him there.
But behind the shop, there were only many red roses. There's a story behind why these flowers are forbidden—because they symbolize romance. In this world, anything related to romance is banned.
"Here you go, ma'am… This stays a secret—don't tell anyone."
The woman nodded but was curious about something. Since her daughter was present, she whispered again:
"Are you sure this flower will… make our process make child will good in bed later…?"
The man simply gave her a thumbs up.
"If you're not sure, I'll give you an example here, but I need to touch you... is that okay?"
The woman confidently agreed to let him touch her.
Slowly, the man held her waist and pulled her close to him.
Suddenly, in her heart, something she had been missing all this time came rushing back—a feeling of shyness.
"Hey, wait!!! What's happening to me? Why do I suddenly feel uneasy? My heart is beating so fast..."
But this time, he didn't let go. The man's lips moved to kiss her neck, giving soft, gentle kisses.
Suddenly, a sound like a moan escaped from the woman.
"Ahhh..."
She quickly covered her mouth, shocked at herself. "What's happening to me? This has never happened before!"
The man continued kissing her neck, trailing lower and lower, until—
"BAM!!!"
Another girl with short hair was there, smacking the man's head.
"Sorry, miss... our boss is a bit stupid. Please forgive him."
The woman's face was flushed, and she seemed dazed, as if in a heated trance. She didn't even hear what the girl said—she was completely lost in her delusion.
"Ugh… another stupid woman falling for such a cheap trick from 'Master'..." She grumbled in frustration.
"Haha, don't call me 'Master'—I'm trying to be a Gentleman now. My jobs have done and also help me handle her, please, Ryn."
Fyrel, the Sleeping Prophet, was currently disguised as the boss of a flower shop. He'd even dyed his hair blonde, influenced by that genre—the one that men hated the most.
He figured this look would easily attract older women or some married ladies.
Meanwhile, Ryn was playing the role of the shop's driver, cleaning up the mess with women who'd "rediscovered love" and offering them advice.
There were two more in on the operation—Lieze and Amier. Right now, they were disguised as ordinary citizens, spreading rumors about the "Romantic Flower" shop while also acting as spies to avoid getting caught.
The mission's codename? "Return of Mother and Father's Love."
Not long after, the woman left the shop. Fyrel immediately went back to sleeping at the counter while Ryn swept outside.
Ryn was somewhat popular around town—her cute, innocent face made men passing by stop at the shop just to watch her. That made it easy for us to spread the roses, and I easily gained their trust by lying,
"If they put this in their bedroom, the sex they've never felt before will become the best."
It wasn't technically wrong—after all, desire was part of love. So, he just applied what he'd learned from the internet back on Earth.
Ryn, despite her kind demeanor toward men—making those who had "rediscovered love" start falling for her—never had to worry about confessions. No one dared to voice their feelings… because of me.
"The title i earned while staying here? "
The Thief of Women's Hearts.
The kind of man who made wives constantly think about him—and who always got offered one-night stands.
They assumed Ryn was under my control—or even mind-controlled—because of the way she called me…
Master.
In the evening
They closed the shop and got ready to head back to where they lived, which wasn't far—just a 15-minute walk.
"Should we buy something for dinner, Ryn...?"
"No way... I know where you're trying to go, Master. You'll just go to that widow's shop and stare at her body." She already knew her master's habits.
"Okay, okay... Can't even take a joke... he paused then. Hah, I miss my wife already."
Fyrel's expression suddenly turned sad in an instant, as he was forced to leave his wife behind for this world.
Suddenly, Ryn pulled her master's head and pressed it against her chest for no reason, startling him.
"Wh...what are you doing, Ryn??" He shocked.
"Nothing. I just made a promise with Hwa—if you ever missed her, she told me to hug you." She said while holding Fyrel's head in her chest.
"Hahaha, I'm okay, don't worry about me. Also, don't force yourself to worry about me. I can take care of myself. You should find a guy and experience love too, Ryn."
Ryn stayed silent as her memories flashed back to a month ago, before they left the village.
Before their departure, Hwa had secretly met with her. She left behind words that, even now, Ryn still didn't fully understand.
"I'm okay if it's you... So please take care of my husband and love him with all your heart. If he misbehaves, just hit him. If he's sad, hug him. And if you fall in love with him... chase after him."
Now, she had already accomplished two of those things—hitting Fyrel and hugging him—but the last one still weighed heavily on her heart. *What did she mean by that?
Tap... Tap...
Fyrel lightly tapped Ryn's back as she suddenly hugged him tighter, nearly choking him.
"Hrngg!!! Hrngg!!! I'm gonna die, Ryn!!!"