Chapter 232 – Bath After Meal
Ellen, Amalie-san, Bertha-san, and I had just finished a simple yet luxurious dinner of freshly baked bread, hard cheese, pickled cabbage, and soup with dried meat and vegetables and were taking a bath.
The baths in the Gleiseburg lord’s mansion were quite spacious, and the facilities were excellent. The bathtub was large enough for five people to comfortably soak in, and the expensive magic tools provided plenty of hot water in a luxurious and plentiful manner. The hot water supplied by the same magic tool can also be used as a shower, and it was as comfortable to use as a Japanese bath, except that the hot water was supplied by a magic tool.
Why am I taking such a luxurious bath after finishing my meal? It is because of the following exchange that took place after the meal.
“Well, now that you’ve finished your meal… how do you and Sylphy usually spend your time afterward?”
“Hmm, we usually take a bath and then sit on the sofa and talk while sipping on drinks.”
“Then let’s do that. I’ll reserve the first bath for you.”
And it went something like this.
Ellen seems to be thinking about establishing her own way of spending time with me. I heard her telling Amalie-san and Bertha-san that it would be a good idea to try to imitate their predecessors’ ways first as she talked behind me on her way to the bath.
To be honest, I myself still haven’t figured out how to deal with the three Adol members, including Ellen, because I don’t know what to do with them. It had been a good amount of time since I met Ellen, but the time we spent together was still very short. I think we were very close right after we met, but we were apart for a long time after that, and even after we met again, we didn’t spend much time together, probably because of my reservations about Sylphy and the others. As for Amalie-san and Bertha-san, I have had less time with them than with Ellen.
Due to these circumstances, the girls and I are not sure how to measure the distance between us or how to say it… depending on how you look at it, we’re in a frustrating state of overflowing first-time feelings. With Sylphy and me, we’re already in a normal, goofy relationship that doesn’t require a lot of restraint. This kind of relationship with Ellen and the others is new and fresh, and it may even be a little fun, the way I think about it.
Or so I thought.
As I was soaking in the bathtub to warm myself by lightly rinsing my body, Ellen rushed into the bathroom with a hand towel to cover her body, which was completely naked.
Her skin was clear and white, without a single blemish; her body was slender overall but had flesh where it was needed, like a work of art; and her blonde hair, tied up on top of her head for bathing, and the nape of her neck, usually hidden by her hair down and the veil of the saint… what can I say, she had a body so beautiful that it left me speechless.
“…What are you looking at so intently?”
I hurriedly look away from Ellen, who is embarrassed as she blushes and hugs herself. This is not the first time I have seen her naked, you say? No, no, it’s the first time I’ve seen her naked in such a bright light. In fact, Ellen and I haven’t had much time for skinship since the timing hasn’t been that great after all.
I’ve been looking away and closing my eyes, my senses are sharpened, and I feel like I can feel Ellen’s every move on my skin. But what is this? What am I supposed to do? No, wait, calm down, calm down. I’ve been in the bathtub with women many times before.
Haven’t I bathed with Sylphy, Isla, the Harpies, Melty, and even Grande many times before? What is there to be upset about taking a bath with Ellen now?
If you start talking about the beauty of nudity, Sylphie and Melty are amazing, and Isla and the Harpies, too…
“…I’m not saying that you shouldn’t look at them, but…”
The fact that the girl’s voice is like that, I can’t help but open my eyes and look at Ellen. Ellen’s skin, lightly flushed and wet, was more glazed over than before―I was a fool. The mystery and beauty of the female body are not something universal. Just because I’m used to seeing Sylphy’s and Isla’s bodies doesn’t mean I’m used to seeing Ellen’s.
A woman’s body is probably like a jewel. Just as each jewel has a completely different brilliance and beauty… I may be trying to discover a part of my psyche that I don’t understand.
Ellen comes into the bathtub just like me, blushing at the sight of my gaze. And then she sat down at such a close distance that our skin was almost touching. The bathtub is huge! Why are you doing that?
“You are very excited, aren’t you? Aren’t you used to seeing women naked?”
“I’m trying to assume that I am, but that doesn’t seem to be the case.”
Ellen’s red eyes see the truth in other people’s words. Naturally, it also means that what I just said is the truth. Perhaps feeling embarrassed by this, Ellen also looked away from me. Both of us are somewhat silent.
“But are you sure you’re okay with the way you’re looking right now?”
I asked back, and Ellen turned her red eyes toward the bathroom entrance―in other words, the changing room. At that moment, the white wooden door, coated with moisture-resistant paint, opens with a small sound.
“E-excuse me for disturbing you.”
It is needless to discuss who the woman is who barges into this bath in this situation. It is Amalie-san and Bertha-san who, like Ellen, have their naked bodies apologetically covered with hand towels.
Rich honey-colored hair, magnificent breasts comparable to those of Melty’s, and limbs that are clearly more voluptuous than those of Ellen’s. Amalie-san’s feminine sexiness was in full bloom.
Bertha-san looks slender in contrast to Amalie-san, but that is probably only because she is taller than Amalie-san by about one fist length. Her long, moderately toned legs are as slender and beautiful as an antelope’s, and above all, her body as a whole is very well balanced. The so-called “model body” is someone like her.
“It is embarrassing for me if you look at me that much.”
The two of them are covering up their important parts with a small piece of cloth and wriggling around. This is not good. I’m going to have to count prime numbers to calm down, or I’m going to skip reason.
The women who have been coming into the bathtub have been completely predatory, or rather, they have not only exposed their bodies to me, but they have also pressed their bodies against mine in various places. I can’t get out of the bathtub for a while.
“Why don’t you get out of the bathtub and wash yourself?”
“No, it’s not a good time.”
The red eyes are poured into the hot water. I see. Stop it.
“But if you keep it like that, won’t you fall down from being overheated? Oh, I see. So you want the three of us to take care of you when you collapse from heat exhaustion? I think you’re being too aggressive.”
“I’m not looking for that kind of play. I’ll give up!”
Thud! I tried to stand up so vigorously that I made a sound, but then Ellen was splashed with hot water, so I quietly stood up in the bathtub and went to the washing area where Amalie-san and Bertha-san were waiting for me. Of course, I don’t hide anything. I have nothing to hide! I’ll just be open!
“Let me, um… wash your back.”
Amalie-san, your gaze is shifting at a great speed. You don’t have to glance at it so much.
“…This kind of taking care of you reminds me of that time.”
As I sat down in the washing area and poured hot water over me with the tub, Bertha-san muttered to herself.
I guess by that time, you mean the time I was stabbed with a poison dagger while defending Ellen. I couldn’t move around much at that time, so they took care of everything for me, from eating and wiping my body to taking care of my toilets.
“Then, we will take care of you just as we did then. The three of us.”
Ellen, who had come out of the bathtub after me, snuggled up against my back. Naturally, there is nothing separating Ellen and me. My back is very comfortable.
“Let us take care of you.”
Amalie-san and Bertha-san are also attached to my left and right arms. Hahaha, I can’t help it anymore.