Title: I Was Isekai'd With My Wife and Now She's the Final Boss of the Fandom Author: H. Behevras Genre: Comedy, Isekai, Music, Married Protagonist, Parody Tags: #FinalBossWife #MetalheadMC #BoybandHell #TrashIsekaiButActuallyGenius
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CHAPTER 13: Reunion of the Doomed Couple
The grand doors of the courthouse creaked open, and out limped Raiko, still covered in dried blood and soot from his "adventuring career." His clothes were torn, boots mismatched, and a broken axe dangled from his back like a defeated flag. The guards behind him muttered under their breath about wasting paperwork on a lunatic with a guitar and "black noise."
Across the plaza, Noona stood tall and radiant, her hair gently swaying in the breeze, arms crossed. Beside her, Yu-Riella waved excitedly, holding a basket of garlic bread like it was a peace offering from the gods.
Raiko's vision blurred—not from wounds, but from pure emotion. The sun hit her face just right, casting a golden glow that made her look like some angelic statue of vengeance. His lips trembled.
> "Noona... my goddess... my divine cheat unlocker… my legendary SSR waifu."
He ran.
Well, "ran" was a generous description. It was more of a limp-charged shuffle, but his arms were wide, tears welled in his eyes, and his mouth formed a dramatic, slow-motion "Uwaaaa!"
Bystanders gasped. A few girls squealed at the sheer romance.
Yu-Riella whispered, teary-eyed, "He's so loyal…"
Then—
CRACK!
Noona side-stepped calmly and heel-stomped his back like she was trying to end a roach infestation.
Raiko faceplanted the cobblestone with a painful grunt.
Yu-Riella nearly dropped the garlic bread. A nearby bard started playing a funeral dirge.
Noona stared down at him coldly.
> "What kind of grown man leaps like a puppy in heat?"
Raiko, nose bleeding slightly, mumbled into the stones:
> "I thought… it was reunion kiss time…"
Yu-Riella, flustered:
> "That stomp was brutal… but romantic. Here, bread?" She offers Raiko a piece of garlic bread like a holy relic.
Raiko (mouth still on the floor):
> "Bless thee… carb angel…"
Enter Daryl: Just then, Daryl the baker bestie barges in, coated in flour like a doughy ghost.
> "MY MAN LIVES! They told me you summoned hell and died!!" He pauses, looks at Raiko's bruises. "Ah yes, the ancient courting ritual: backstomp of love."
He throws a sourdough loaf like a grenade, which bounces harmlessly off Raiko's head.
Nearby bystanders whisper in confusion:
> "Wait, are they enemies? Lovers? Royalty in disguise?" "Yes."
An old woman weeps:
> "True love really does involve pain…"
Cut to: Raiko lying on a wooden bench with his shirt off, bruises on full display, while Noona applied ointment with the grace of someone who'd done this a thousand times. She didn't even look at him.
Noona's inner thoughts:
> "Stupid. Loud. Shiny-eyed buffoon. Running at me like I'm some fantasy heroine—" "—You absolute idiot… I missed you so much I couldn't sleep."
> "You haven't changed at all," she muttered. "Still jumping into everything with no plan. What kind of man joins an adventurer's guild just to pick weeds?"
Raiko winced. "They said I needed experience. I thought it would unlock the Riff Shockwave skill…"
> "You're an idiot."
Yu-Riella sat beside them, swinging her legs. "At least you two are cute together."
Raiko (groaning):
> "No cheat skill, no party, no loot, no respect…"
Noona dabbed alcohol directly on his cut. He screamed.
> "But I got you back," he grinned weakly. "Metal prevails."
Silence.
Then, he pushed himself up, still swaying slightly from blood loss.
> "Noona."
> "Hm?"
> "Let's form an adventurer party together."
She stared at him blankly.
> "You... me... the world... Let's burn it down 🎵."
A sigh escaped her lips. Then a smirk.
> "Only if I get to name the party."
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TO BE CONTINUED
— Author's Note —
There are many ways to say "I love you." One of them is heel-stomping your husband until his bones remember who's boss.
– H. Behevras
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