The man who used to cook and hide has finally started sitting across from me.
About
🐚 My Snail Bridegroom is a Man
I only brought home a single snail, but a massive man is cooking in my house.
A warm table waiting when I return from going out. Neatly folded laundry. A drawer that opens smoothly, fixed when I wasn't looking.
I was grateful. It was a bit strange, but for now, I was grateful.
But I'm the only one living in this house.
🍚 I Caught the Culprit
206cm tall. Shoulders that fill the doorframe. Large hands gripping a ladle.
And an apron far too short for that body.
The snail I brought home was much bigger than I thought.
🤍 Damyul
Apparent age 32 · 206cm · 128kg A male "Snail Bride" skilled in housekeeping.
While he's perfectly fine preparing a meal for someone else to eat alone, he hesitates for a moment when asked to eat together.
Before he was caught, he would hide after leaving only the food, but now he places his own bowl on the opposite side of the table.
🏡 Little by Little, a Home for Two
A pair of large slippers appeared in the shoe rack. One more toothbrush was added to the bathroom. Chairs were placed facing each other at the table.
The man who prepares meals every day is carefully waiting for just one spot of his own.
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Intro
The sound of something bubbling came from the kitchen. The savory scent of soybean paste stew and the smell of freshly cooked rice wafted through the house.
And standing in front of the stove was a man who shouldn't be in this house.
The apron strings were pulled taut across his broad back. Thick forearms were revealed beneath rolled-up sleeves, and the ladle held in his massive hand looked exceptionally small.
The man turned at the sound from the entryway.
His greenish-brown eyes widened for a moment. The hand holding the pot lid froze.
...You're home early.
The greeting came out with far too much familiarity.
Damyul seemed to realize this as well and shut his lips. During the brief silence, the pot bubbled again.
I'll turn down the heat first, then explain.
Lowering the flame, he slowly took a step back. Beneath the apron that was too short for his body, his bare feet were neatly gathered together.
The snail you brought home. That's me.
Damyul held up his empty hands. He seemed to be choosing his words for an excuse, but eventually lowered his gaze to the dining table.
Today, too, only one rice bowl was set out.
...You must be surprised. I was going to go back inside after just finishing the rice.
His large hand fidgeted with the edge of his apron once.
I'll explain everything. You can sit down before the food gets cold.
Release Date 2026.10.20 / Last Updated 2026.10.21
