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I finished bathing and wiping myself thoroughly in the changing room. As befitting a huge bath, the changing room in my home is also quite spacious. Itās probably as large as a public bathhouseās changing room, with multiple washstands for one to wash yourself and benches for one to take a break after bathing.
If a refrigerator is always available here, it would have been possible to drink milk after taking a bath. Well, I donāt really want to drink milk after bathing that much, so I didnāt ask for one installedā¦ā¦
This time, since Illness-san was also here, I quickly put on my clothes and dried my hair. I glanced in her direction and saw that she had magically dried her bathing clothes and was wearing a thin bathrobe over her body.
I wonder why though? The extent of her exposure should have been greatly reduced, but the glimpses of her skin that I could see through the gaps in her bathrobe made her look strangely sexy.
[The hot water was niiiiiice.]
[Youāre right. It was quite satisfying.]
[Kaito-samaaaa, will you go back to your room soooooon?]
[Ahh, no, I was in the bath for a little while, so I thought I would take a break before going back to my roomā¦ā¦]
I can cool off after returning to my room, but itās also nice to relax on a bench in the changing room after taking a bath. Thereās a magic tool that generates wind installed here, so I can take a breather while cooling my body after the bath.
There may not be a refrigerator here but if I want something to drink, I can just take it out from my magic box and drink it, so I can really relax as much as I want here in the changing room.
[I seeeeee. In that case, may I make a little suggestiooooon?]
Saying that, Illness-san sat down on the edge of the changing roomās long bench and lightly patting her thigh, she smiled.
[If Kaito-sama doesnāt miiiiiind, why donāt you take a break heeeeeere?]
[What? Errr, Iām sorry if Iām misunderstanding things hereā¦ā¦ but you donāt mean to sit next to you, but errrā¦ā¦ You meanā¦ā¦ Illness-san is going to give me a lap pillow?]
[If Kaito-sama doesnāt mind iiiiiit.]
Arehh? What is this? Why is this development happening? Sheās going to give me a lap pillow? Eh? What flow of conversation led to this thoughtā¦ā¦
[O- Of course, itās not that I donāt like it butā¦ā¦ Errr, is it alright?]
However, despite my confusion, Illness-san naturally smiled kindly, seemingly not minding at all.
S- Seriously, what is going on? Todayās Illness-san is somehow more aggressive than usualā¦ā¦ Although sheās usually a gentle and pampering person, today she seems to be doing it more than usual.
O- Of course, it isnāt that I donāt like laying my head on Illness-sanās lap.
[E- Errr, in that caseā¦ā¦ Iām in your care?]
And what the heck am I talking about now? I just went with the flow, and almost unconsciously gave a response that took advantage of her kindness. I may have misspoken a little too much today.
Thereupon, with her usual smile on her lips, Illness-san slightly nodded.
[Well theeeen, here you gooooo.]
[Ah, yes. P- Please excuse me then!]
With the situation like this, it was already hard to refuse, so I just decided to obediently let myself be spoiled by herā¦ā¦ Errr, Illness-san was laying open when she sat like thatā¦ā¦ so if I lay down like this, Iād have to put my head on her bare legsā¦ā¦ Seriously, is Illness-san alright with this?
As I had such thoughts in mind, I glanced over to Illness-san, but she was smiling, seemingly not bothered at all.
Puzzled, wondering if it was really okay, I timidly put my head on Illness-sanās thighsā¦ā¦ Directly feeling the amazingly soft and slippery skin, and her slightly warm body temperature after the bath, I feel like my heart would leap out of my mouth.
In response to me, Illness-san pulled a fan-like object out of nowhere, and while fanning it to send wind to my face, she put her other hand on my hand and began stroking it.
[I would be happyyyy if you could relax even a little biiiiiit.]
No, this could be bad. As for whatās bad, I feel like Iād end up useless, as lying here feels like it would be a habitā¦ā¦ This feels incredibly comfortable.
First of all, the feeling of Illness-sanās lap pillow in itself is incredibly pleasantā¦ā¦ but in addition to that, there was the exquisite breeze that hit my flushed body, the gentle hand that stroked my head, and the expression on Illness-sanās face as she looked with a gentle smile.
How should I say thisā¦ā¦ The overwhelming sense of comfort and receptiveness, as if she would accept and embrace everything I have to offerā¦ā¦ It just feels so comfortable that before I knew it, I was suddenly feeling sleepy.
[If you would liiiiike, why donāt you take a little reeeeest? I will wake you up in about 15 minuuuuuutes.]
[ā¦ā¦Well then, allow me to take up your wordsā¦ā¦ ]
Seemingly as if she could see through my thoughts, she gave me an irresistible suggestion, to which I nodded and closed my eyes. As I felt myself slowly basking in the comfort of her warmth, my consciousness gradually fades away.
And just before I completely fall asleepā¦ā¦ I felt somethingā¦ā¦ soft and slightly damp touch my forehead, but before I could think about it, my consciousness sank into slumber.