Since learning Vector Accel, I had been asking Aina to train with me more often.
The reason was simple: to keep Sorte and Renge in the dark about my increased level of space magic.
I wanted to try it on someone who hadn’t seen it before, and to be honest, there was a part of me that thought I might actually land a clean hit.
When I asked with that kind of eagerness, Aina only laughed and agreed to spar.
「It’s still too straightforward. Against someone seeing it for the first time, it works, but by the second attempt they’ll anticipate it and counterattack」
「Yeah… but if I try to mix in feints, my body just can’t keep up with it」
I had considered zigzagging, but my hips nearly gave out.
Even stopping suddenly was difficult, since the skill only accelerated me in the designated direction.
Trying to force myself against it placed too much strain on my body, which meant I couldn’t use it repeatedly.
That was the real drawback.
「Even if you just run straight, right now your legs are still getting tangled」
「Guess there’s nothing for it but to get used to it with practice…」
For night training, I decided to focus on adapting to the speed.
That would be my routine for a while.
At least this was something I could practice alone, without bothering Freed.
I’d probably consult him about it later though.
「Well then, shall we end the break and go one more round?」
「Ah, let’s do that….」
「Wait aaaaaaaa minute!」
「Wha…」
Just as I was about to rise to my feet, a voice rang out from above.
Shrill, loud, and irritatingly familiar, it could only belong to one person in this city.
「Fuh-fuh-fuh! Sorry, but from now on, your time belongs to me!」
Floating in midair, arms crossed and skirt fluttering, was none other than the city’s lord, Origol.
She wore a sly grin, as if plotting something, and descended slowly while keeping her pose.
「Amazing… Levitation should be an advanced wind spell. So, lord-sama is a mage?」
「Nope. This is just the mid-level spell 『Wind’s Blessing (Follow Wind)』. My race, the Halflings, are known as the kin of the great wind spirit Floria-sama. And since we’re light in weight, we don’t need advanced magic to float」
She leaned in close with that smug, infuriating face.
「This is trespassing. I’ll call the guards」
「I told the gatekeeper-chan that I was dropping by properly! And besides, you were just staring at my panties, and now you say that!?」
I didn’t look. You showed them.
And really, what’s the big deal about seeing kiddie panties?
If you’re going for impact, at least wear something adult-like.
…Or maybe the gap is that someone older is wearing childlike panties.
「Yeah yeah」
「Hey! These are my favorite ones today, you know!? They’ve got cute little bears on them!」
Wait, you’re older than me, right?
Even if you look like that, you’re still older, so couldn’t you at least wear something more… normal?
Ah, but expecting normal from her is probably my mistake.
「How should I put it… you two are as close as ever」
「Yup!」
「Are we?」
「Eh!? No way! Me and onii-chan… we’re close, right?」
Don’t hold out a trembling hand with that sad face…
「Why!? Am I not making myself clear enough? Should I just strip already…?」
If she could just act normal, I’m sure we could get along, but somehow she always ends up being… disappointing.
「It’s like your pervert level goes up by the day」
「Pervert level!? What’s that supposed to mean!」
Come to think of it, men’s desires tend to fade with age, while women’s peak around middle age.
I see. So she’s just frustrated.
「…Honestly. Can’t you ever visit normally?」
「Ah, Meira-chan, you’re late」
「That’s only because you were flying. I walked here…」
Meira appeared, rubbing her shoulder with a weary look.
Apparently, both of them had business with me.
「You look exhausted」
「The festival preparations have been chaos… I thought I’d finally be able to rest today, but then lord-sama dragged me here and I didn’t even get that much…」
She really did look worn out.
Ah, right.
「Then how about a hot spring?」
「Yes, that would be lovely… Oh, right, you went to Yutopola recently, didn’t you?」
「Yeah. I found a nice place there. How about it?」
「If the timing works, I don’t mind. Though, if I were to rest in Yutopola, I’d need to apply for extended leave…」
Well, that won’t be necessary.
If she was planning to relax today anyway, a single day should be enough.
「Hot spring!? I’m going too! I wanna go, I wanna go, I wanna go!」
「Sure」
「I wanna…. wait, huh!? You actually agreed?」
「Yeah」
「No way!? You said yes that easily… Ah, I get it! You’re planning to line up Aina-chan’s big boobs, my flat chest, and Meira-chan’s in-between size, and then feast on all three, 」
「Come on, we’re going」
「Ah, okay, I’m comi…huh?」
「Eh? Right now…?」
The two of them blinked at the swirling vortex created by the Coordinate Transfer (Point Gate), their mouths hanging open in shock.
Origol already knew about space magic, but I hadn’t told Meira, had I?
Still, since Darwin, Meira’s father, knew about it, it’s probably safe to assume that whole family already does…
For now, I took their frozen hands, let Aina hold onto my shoulder, and led them toward the hot spring.
「Uooooooh… what is this…? I blink and suddenly I’m at an amazing hot spring…」
「Come to think of it, Origol, this is your first time using transfer magic, isn’t it? So? How’s my hot spring?」
「Y-Yeah, it’s my first time!? W-Wait, never mind that, this hot spring is yours, onii-chan…?」
「Yeah, this is my property.」
I flashed back the same smug face she’d made earlier, secretly delighted at Origol’s surprised reaction.
Yeah, I want to brag about this hot spring!
It’s too good to keep secret among just close friends.
「…Transfer… transfer magic… with this, logistics costs would drop to zero…」
Meira was trembling as she muttered under her breath.
「I see… so that’s why Father…」
「Amazing… maybe he really is going to line all three of us up and feast…? That’s onii-chan for you, nice pervert move…」
Origol was making some completely off-base compliment of her own, but… I’ll just ignore that.
「Hey, Meira? We’re going into the bath first, okay?」
「Yes, dear. Let’s go」
She suddenly raised her head and took my arm.
Her chest wasn’t large, but the small, soft swell pressed gently against my elbow.
「Hold it right there! Onii-chan is mine! Uhehe. When we’re grandparents, running this hot spring as the proprietress and master doesn’t sound so bad!」
My other arm was seized by Origol… and this hard sensation… was that a rib?
Maybe she thought she was pressing something against me with effort, but it was just bones knocking together…
「To think I’d fall behind even outside of our circle… I really am slow to act and lacking initiative… Hm… what should I do…」
Aina was watching us with a serious expression, deep in thought.
Um, you know, even if they’re clinging to my arms now, they’ll have to let go when it’s time to undress…
「Would you kindly let go already? Pressing such a flat chest against him won’t make him happy, you know?」
「Oh please, you’re not that impressive yourself, so don’t act high and mighty」
「…Hey. Could you two just, like, move away a little?」
「No」
「Nope」
「Why not…」
They’d let go while I was changing clothes, but the moment it was time for the hot spring, bam, back on my arms again.
Aina was fumbling with her armor, muttering “mmm” in frustration behind us.
After rinsing off our bodies once in the hot water, the argument turned to who would be the one to wash my back, and here we were now…
「Listen here. Things like this go by seniority, you know? And besides, you’ve got a childlike body despite your age」
「Ara. How vexing for you. I’ve heard this man is fond of breasts. In that case, it would surely please him more if I, who am more endowed than lord-sama, were to wash his back. Of course… I would use my breasts to wash him」
W-What…!?
Breast-washing.
This is a man’s dream, Part 9.
A blissful ritual of lathering soap directly on breasts and washing a back with them!
They say the softness combined with the faint stimulation of the tips leads a man’s brain into happiness.
And Meira… is offering that…?
「Grrr… I can do that too!」
「Hmph. With that washboard of yours, the only thing you could scrub is laundry」
「Meira-chan… you’ve… made me angry!」
The two of them were wrestling over the bottle of soapy water, their strength perfectly matched, the bottle caught halfway between them.
By the way, they were each wearing only a single towel, legs spread in awkward stances, faces stiff with effort.
Do they even realize? Unfortunately, there’s nothing remotely alluring about that sight.
「Hmmm… In that case, as the one with the largest chest here, it should be me. You two can just wash each other」
Aina pressed down on the top of the bottle the two were fighting over, squeezed some of the milky soap into her hand, and began lathering it over her own breasts.
Could it be?
Would Aina really do it for me?
Would Aina really give me… the breast-wash!?
「Hey!」
「Wait…!」
「Hmm… It’s a little embarrassing… but, my liege, would you mind if it’s me?」
「Of course not!!」
I nodded strongly.
Only someone in the flat-chest faction or someone with no interest in women would turn this down.
I was neither, so of course I accepted immediately.
「I-I didn’t think Aina-san would be so forward… A hidden threat indeed…」
「Uooooh… the power gap… with my washboard the difference in strength is obvious!」
「…Hmmm. It seems I’m more of a sore loser than I thought. Against Sorte or Wendy I wouldn’t mind, but with you two I find I cannot lose」
So she’s competitive.
Come to think of it, she used to sulk sometimes when I spent more time with Sorte and the others.
「Then, my liege… excuse me…」
Squish.
An overwhelming pressure pressed close to my back.
Ahh… this is breast-washing…
I focused every nerve on my back so as not to miss the sensation, tilting my head back to the sky.
Goddess, I thank you.
Here I stand, basking in supreme bliss…
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