Ugly, Fat, and Vicious? My Five Beast Husbands Are Obsessed Anyway

Chapter 53: Chapter 53: Consummating with Nantu

Su Luoluo guessed Nantu must have heard what she’d just said; otherwise, he wouldn’t have frozen up like that.

If there was one thing her beastman husbands had in common, besides everything else, it was their pride.

She had only been testing the waters, not expecting it to actually work.

Su Luoluo waited for Nantu’s return, humming a tune as she touched the Black Phoenix Fruit mask on her face.

She splashed water on her face while using her Level 3 Water Ability’s cleaning function to absorb and cleanse her skin. In just a moment, a large amount of black grime was pulled out.

She took a look. It wasn’t mud, but more like something that had been caked onto the surface.

After washing her face once with water, she felt it could breathe much better, and her skin was noticeably smoother.

If Nantu hadn’t shown up when he did, she would have slathered her entire body with Black Phoenix Fruit to whiten her skin.

...

In stark contrast to Su Luoluo’s leisure, the tribe was in an uproar.

"Wait, are my eyes playing tricks on me? I just saw Nantu go into Su Luoluo’s house."

"They’re not! They’re not! I saw it too! It looked like he even grabbed a few of Su Luoluo’s Beast Skin Skirts."

"Grabbed her skirts? Why on earth would he do that?"

"Maybe to wash them? Luan Ting used to wash Su Luoluo’s Beast Skin Skirts for her all the time."

"I don’t think so! Luan Ting is famously good-natured, so it’s not strange for him to wash her skirts. But Nantu doesn’t seem like the type to do that at all!"

"I’m telling you two, you’re just inexperienced. When a beastman suddenly fetches a skirt for a female, what else could it be?"

"What could it be?" the two gossips asked, confused.

"They obviously just finished doing... *that sort of thing* and needed a change of clothes. My man always fetches a Beast Skin Skirt for me after we have our fun," a female said with a wink.

"No way... are you saying Nantu and Su Luoluo consummated their marriage?" a younger female asked in surprise upon hearing this.

"It must be. Why else would he suddenly grab her skirt in broad daylight?"

"That makes sense..." Hearing this, several of the females nodded repeatedly.

Su Nuannuan was passing by to fetch water and overheard them, her face instantly turning grim.

’Nantu and Su Luoluo consummated their marriage?’

’Impossible. How could Nantu ever fall for someone like her?’

’Besides, last time, even with the Seduction Fruit, he ran away from home rather than take Su Luoluo.’

’So why would he agree today?’

’Su Luoluo must have pulled some trick to force Nantu to get her skirt.’

’I can’t just sit back and do nothing anymore. I have to find a way to ruin Su Luoluo’s reputation. Otherwise, if this keeps up, how will I ever get those beastman husbands back?’

A vicious look filled Su Nuannuan’s eyes.

Nantu had just wanted to grab Su Luoluo’s Beast Skin Skirt quickly and bring it to her.

Who would have thought he’d run into a huge crowd right after leaving Su Luoluo’s house.

He had no choice but to endure everyone’s stares as he held the skirt.

With things like this, the more nonchalant you act, the less people tend to gossip.

If he had really used his superpower to just flash away, the rumors in the tribe would probably have been ten times worse.

When he returned with the Beast Skin Skirt, Su Luoluo was already out of the water.

She was crouching down, already wearing a Beast Skin Skirt, though he didn’t know what she was doing.

Her posture didn’t look like... *that*, so his expression relaxed a little.

Otherwise, he’d have seen her on her period one moment and taking a dump the next.

Nantu felt like he had the worst luck imaginable.

Su Luoluo was just crouching to slow the flow of blood. Right now, she was pulling up grass and had started a small fire.

Once the fire died down, she could collect the plant ash to put in her menstrual sash.

Plant ash had absorbent and antibacterial properties. She remembered reading in an ancient text back in the post-apocalypse that women in ancient times used this method to deal with their periods.

’The methods left by the ancestors can’t be bad.’

Su Luoluo put the method into practice.

Nantu watched her crouch and tend the fire, shaking his head before tossing the Beast Skin Skirt to her. "Your things."

Su Luoluo caught them, her eyes curving into crescents. Nantu had brought her everything she’d asked for.

She smiled and said, "Thank you! Nantu, you’re the best."

The first part was sincere; the second part just slipped out.

Nantu shivered upon hearing it and quickly left the scene.

’Better stay away from people in heat.’ Both "thank you" and "Nantu, you’re the best" were words Su Luoluo would never have said before.

Before, she had always been demanding and bossy, taking everything for granted.

After Nantu left, Su Luoluo began to dismantle the Beast Skin Skirt he had brought.

She only had five skirts in total. She had already cut one up to make two pairs of underwear, one she was wearing, and one was being washed. The remaining two were the ones she had now.

After she cut these two up, she would only have two skirts left to wear and wash.

She’d have to make a couple more skirts soon, or she’d have nothing to wear.

However, it seemed the beast skin had to be tanned before being made into a skirt, and she didn’t know how to do that.

But that wasn’t a big problem. Many females in the tribe wore them, so she could find a way to ask them later.

The grass burned for a while, turning into gray ash. She had to wait for it to cool before she could collect it.

While the ash cooled, Su Luoluo started sewing the menstrual sash.

The menstrual sash was somewhat similar to the sanitary pads from the post-apocalypse, except the cotton core was replaced with plant ash.

A Bone Needle threaded with Fish Intestine Thread was similar enough to a needle and thread from the post-apocalypse. She squinted, sewing for a long time before she finally finished making a menstrual sash.

The plant ash was about cool by then. She poured some inside and then sewed it shut.

One Beast Skin Skirt was enough to make two sashes. She made four in total, so she’d have enough to change and wash.

After finishing one, she glanced around. Seeing no one, she put it on.

With the menstrual sash, she felt much more secure. Su Luoluo was much calmer on her way back.

Mo Xuan arrived early at the outdoor kitchen. The person who should have been there at this time was nowhere to be seen. Instead, he found a pile of smoldering pine and cypress leaves.

He glanced at Xiao Ye, who was sitting at the table. "Where is she?"

Xiao Ye said flatly, "I don’t know. It was like this when I got here."

Fu Feng arrived a little later. He habitually glanced at the stove, and, not seeing the usual busy figure, he was taken aback. "Is there no dinner today?"

Mo Xuan glared at him. "Don’t jinx it."

He had grown used to Su Luoluo’s cooking. If you asked him to eat anything else now, he wouldn’t be able to stomach it.

Fu Feng shrugged at his words. "It’s not like I’m making it up. The whole tribe is talking about it. They’re saying Nantu went to Su Luoluo’s house today, grabbed her skirt, and they... you know. She probably won’t have time to rush back and cook for us today."

Luan Ting also arrived at the outdoor kitchen at this moment. He glanced at the stove and saw no one there either.

"Stop looking. She’s not free today. Nantu already took her skirt," Mo Xuan said coldly.

Luan Ting pursed his lips, about to say something, when Su Luoluo returned from a distance.

Even with the menstrual sash, when the blood came in a rush like a tide, Su Luoluo still felt a little awkward.

Because of this, her gait wasn’t as smooth as usual.

As she returned, the men all sized her up.

Mo Xuan’s normally lazy eyes narrowed as he glanced at her unnatural walk.

Xiao Ye frowned slightly as he watched her struggle just to crouch down and pick up a pot.

Fu Feng sniffed the air, and after catching a certain scent, the expression on his face became indescribable.

Luan Ting also felt that Su Luoluo seemed to be moving much slower than usual.

The primitive people had strong bodies, so Su Luoluo didn’t have any pain from her period. It was just that sewing the menstrual sash earlier had been very taxing on her eyes, leaving her a bit tired. She didn’t plan on making a big meal tonight.

She just made a big catch-all stew and spread some corn cakes around the edge of the pot.

Mo Xuan looked at the pot of relatively plain and simple food, then asked thoughtfully,

"I heard you and Nantu consummated your marriage?"

As soon as he said it, all four men at the table turned to look at her in unison.

Su Luoluo: "?!"