Transmigrating to the BeastWorld,I Picked Up an Adorable BeastHusband!-Chapter 49: Tomorrow is your wedding day
"You must be the human female." he said. "your presence has caused a lot of chaos."
Ningning blinked.
"...That sounds way worse than what I actually did.
His lips twitched.
So she talks normally, he seemed to realize.
She didn’t fumble with her words.
"That tone.." Hauk said slowly, amused.
"You are not afraid of him at all."
"Why would I be?" she replied instinctively. "He’s just Weijie."
The moment the words left her mouth, the surrounding air went strange.
A few nearby males sucked in quiet breaths.
Someone coughed.
Hauk stared blankly in surprise.
Then he burst out laughing again, louder than before.
"Weijie." he said between laughs, clapping him hard on the shoulder, "she treats you like a normal male!"
Weijie looked deeply offended.
"I am a normal male."
"You once broke a man’s arm for stepping on your tail."
"He stepped on it...twice."
"...Exactly my point."
"..."
So violence really was standard communication here.
Ningning thought to herself.
Hauk shook his head, still smiling. "We grew up together." he told her casually. "This one used to fight anyone who touched his food. I never thought I’d see the day he carried someone around like a fragile feather"
"I’m not fragile..’ Ningning muttered.
Weijie looked down at her sore stomach, cramping muscles, and the fact she had nearly fainted earlier.
"...You are fragile."
"...Rude."
Hauk watched their exchange with open amusement.
The bickering.
The casual tone.
The way Weijie never once loosened his hold.
It didn’t look like possession.
It looked... protective.
Almost gentle.
Hauk clicked his tongue softly.
"Now I understand.." he said.
Weijie shot him a look. "Understand what?"
"Why... you chose her." He didn’t elaborate.
But his gaze had changed.
Less teasing.
To more thoughtful.
Then, as if he couldn’t tolerate being serious for long, he added lazily, "Still, I expected someone fiercer. Someone who might bite."
"I can bite." Ningning said.
"We do not bite people." Weijie said immediately.
"...You’re no fun."
Hauk laughed again.
Watching the two of them, Ningning suddenly got the feeling they had probably fought, hunted, and nearly killed each other a dozen times growing up.
Not rivals.
Not enemies.
Just... brothers who found each other annoying.
Weijie, however, had already lost patience.
"We greeted you." he said bluntly. "Go bother someone else."
"Still chasing me away." Hauk sighed dramatically. "Some things never change."
But before stepping back, he glanced once more at Ningning.
"...Take care of him." he said lightly. "He’s more troublesome than he looks."
Ningning snorted. "Already noticed."
"..."
And somewhere in her head—
[New male detected. High visual quality. Should I open compatibility statistics—]
"Don’t you dare." she muttered immediately.
[-_-]
[Alright. Chill]
Weijie didn’t wait for Hauk to offer another witty remark.
He turned on his heel, his grip on Ningning firm as he began the ascent back toward their cave.
He wasn’t interested in the banter or the growing crowd; his mind was already shifting toward the gravity of the coming night.
Tomorrow would be their bonding ceremony.
So he must prepare his own gifts.
As they moved along the high mountain paths, the rhythmic, heavy thud of drums began to echo through the ravine again.
"I thought the drums belonged to the eagle tribe?" Ningning muttered, but then again, they flew here so it would be impossible to carry drums as well.
"No. These drums belong to the fox tribe." Weijie answered, adjusting his grip.
Ningning leaned over his arm, catching her first glimpse of the newcomers.
If the Eagle tribe had been a display of rugged, handsome power, the Fox tribe was a spectacle of pure, ethereal beauty.
They were lithe and slender, moving with a fluid grace that made the rocky terrain look like a flat meadow.
Their skin was adorned with intricate, swirling markings, and their tails, thick and vibrant flicked with every step.
They looked less like mountain dwellers and more like high-fashion models of the prehistoric world. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
"They’re... beautiful." Ningning whispered.
"As they are clever." Weijie corrected, his tone neutral. "And they bring more noise than a pack of young cubs."
-_-
Ningning chuckled. Weijie didn’t seem to hold anyone in high regard.
Weijie nodded at Loki, a fair skinned man with a curved bone necklace hanging on his neck.
He was the leader of the fox tribe.
He didn’t need to start a conversation with him.
Hauk was there to do that.
The ceremony was drawing closer so they must, make preparations of their own.
"Does your stomach still hurt?" Weijie asked, when they had returned to the comfort of their cave.
Ningning shook her head, except for the fact that her arms felt like jelly.
She was fine.
"Tomorrow will be our bonding ceremony. Are you ready?" he asked, placing her on the stone chair.
Ningning froze slightly.
Tomorrow was her wedding day.
The realization slowly dawned on her.
She wondered what a prehistoric wedding would be like?
Were they smart enough to know what a ring was?
She was curious to see what Weijie’s object of ownership would be.
Though the thought of being labeled was unnerving.
[So tomorrow’s finally your big day...huh. Life is quite different for married couples and I’m hoping you’ll do well. Now you’ll have the responsibility to care, not just for yourself, but for the man who currently views you as his entire world]
Doudou continued, his voice losing its sarcastic edge.
[In this world, marriage isn’t just a social contract; it’s a survival pact. My advice? Trust is your most valuable currency. You’ve already traded a Weapon Codex for a life, showing him your heart. Now, you have to let him show you his. A partnership like this requires you to be each other’s gravity.]
[Don’t let him do all the heavy lifting—metaphorically, at least. Physically? Let him carry you all he wants; it saves you about 150 calories per mile. I’m just a random entity, so I won’t say much. You’re smart, so you will grow to understand as time goes on. Always remember that no one is perfect, and there are some things that simply can’t be fixed.]







