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 7: Your Highness, I’m Already Married

Scene: Yu-Riella’s House, Market District

A cozy, chaotic home. Noona’s been here for weeks.

Yu-Riella treats her like a queen.

Her husband—Disaster Mustache—bows so often Noona suspects he thinks she’s actual royalty.

He called himself “Tong Li-Fat”, a self-declared master of an ancient martial art he clearly invented on the spot.

Short, chubby, and always dressed like a kung-fu movie exploded on him, he wore a mustache so tragically styled, it looked like two overcooked noodles glued to his cheeks—with a perfectly shaved gap right under his nose like a dental commercial gone wrong.

Sometimes, while Noona sipped tea, he’d somersault across the yard and shout:

> “The chi flows when the soup is ready!”

Then Yu-Riella would whack him with a broom.

He’d smile wider every time.

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The Guilt of the Guest

Noona helps around the house—cooking, cleaning, organizing—but deep down, she feels the itch.

She’s never been the type to freeload.

> “I didn’t survive life with a metalhead just to sit around sipping tea,” she muttered, folding laundry with surgical precision.

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The Job Hunt Begins

Problem: Her resume doesn’t work here.

Solution: Become a merchant? Open a skincare stall?

Yu-Riella was thrilled.

> “Yes! We’ll sell miracle serums! I’ll do the yelling! You just sit there and look flawless!”

It could’ve worked.

But then came the nobles.

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The Marriage Offers Begin

Some were lords.

Some were sons of dukes.

One claimed to be an orcish prince with a flying chariot.

Noona, without flinching, always said:

> “I’m already married.”

They never believed her.

So she’d roast them.

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Roast Montage:

Noble 1:

> “Surely you jest, a beauty like you cannot be taken.”

Noona:

> “You’re right. I’m taken seriously. Unlike you.”

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Noble 2:

> “What does he have that I don’t?”

Noona:

> “A job. A jawline. A soul.”

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Royal Advisor:

> “Think carefully, Lady Noona. Marrying into royalty—”

Noona:

> “Would mean I have to speak to you every day. No thanks.”

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Baron’s Son (crying):

> “You… you’re so mean!”

Noona (calmly):

> “I’m kind. You’re just fragile.”

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Cult Following Status: Unlocked

Yu-Riella secretly collected these quotes like scriptures.

She even embroidered one on a pillow:

> “Already married. To someone better.”

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How People See Her Now:

Commoners: “Mysterious lady with skin of silk and tongue of steel.”

Merchants: “She can raise prices with just a stare.”

Nobles: “DO NOT APPROACH. BRING OFFERINGS OR REGRET LIFE.”

Some call her The Porcelain Widow.

Others call her Queen of the Verbal Guillotine.

Only Yu-Riella knows the truth:

> “She’s taken, and she’s terrifying.”

And somewhere, in the background, Tong Li-Fat shadowboxed an invisible enemy while screaming:

> “Technique #37: Spinning Wonton Whirlwind!”

Yu-Riella hit him with a teacup.

He rolled across the floor, groaning: “Worthy… opponent…”

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[TO BE CONTINUED]

— Author’s Note — Yes, she’s married. Yes, she’s immune to cringe flirt attempts. Yes, she could have ended this story with one stomp if she felt like it.

Also, Tong Li-Fat is the final boss of husband-tier delusion. Bless him.

– H. Behevras

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