『Busujima-san and Miyakoshi-san』
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The stark-naked Busujima Meg received the hot water of the shower.
Her tanned skin repelled the water. The unflicked drops flew down along the limbs, as if forming a stream of lines that clung to Meg’s body. From the smooth shoulders to the depression of the clavicle, and the large, gently raised breasts and cleavage. From the depressed navel, they rose slightly and flew into a deeply depressed valley.
After she went out to the field and fought with monsters, she always took a hot shower and got in the bathtub. That was Meg’s habit.
This time, she went to the trouble of going to the island called Montfort for three days and came back without any good results. No, rather than call it a return, it should be said that she was killed and forced to return.
– This… is so much the worst…
Being killed by a monster was fine. And this time it wasn’t that cruel. The Beast and Vampire Corps of the Demon King Army weren’t that filthy or smelly.
She didn’t want to get near slime, undead or decomposed things, or putrid and filthy things whose mucus flew around. She encountered some monsters during the trip, but they were defeated by other 2A Guild members.
But that wasn’t the reason why Meg was feeling down.
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——Why did I end up killing Ageha at that time?
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Miyakoshi Ageha and Doumeguri Kakeru. Both had low HP. She was pressed to choose which one to heal.
She didn’t get it even when looking back on it now.
It was so instantaneous that it wasn’t an action she thought about.
Not even Meg herself knew why she healed Doumeguri. She thought it was something like a conditioned reflex. It might be that her body came to move of its own accord after gaining experience in party battles.
And somewhere in her head, she really wasn’t going to die──she seemed to have grasped so. But those reasons didn’t explain why she healed Doumeguri instead of Ageha, the one she considered her best friend.
——I did something ugly… I wonder if Ageha is angry.
I don’t know what a good excuse should be, and don’t know what kind of face I should have when meeting her after that. When she revived in the city of Caldart and returned to the guild hall, she jumped into the room sneakily while paying attention to the surroundings so as to not meet Ageha.
But she couldn’t avoid her forever. She had decided to meet her soon, and above all, Ageha was her best friend. That was why she had to say it frankly. That she unconsciously healed Doumeguri at that moment. There was no other way to say it. All she had to do was apologize.
She breathed a big sigh, took a shower and washed her hair.
Then rubbed her body with her palm to relax her tired body. Her arms, shoulders and breasts. When she rubbed them strongly, the soft breasts changed shape limply. When she pulled her hand away, they returned to their original shape as if bouncing back. The flow of the really hot water delineated their soft shape.
Meg was a little confident in the size of her breasts.
——But Asagiri-san’s breasts are bigger.
When overlooking them, the breasts were white, their original skin color was still there.
Tanned skin and white skin. The boundary was strangely clear, they seemed to be painted in a two-tone color.
– … Why did I do this? Isn’t this ugly?
She muttered alone.
Actually, she thought it would be better to tan her whole body cleanly, but it was difficult to get a tan naked. That was why she got a tan in a smallish bikini. With this, she thought that no one else would normally see the border of the suntan.
– But… I’ve read something about suntan marks being sexy…
Meg reflected her whole body in the bathroom’s mirror.
She was usually armed with clothes, becoming a gal. Even if I take off my clothes like this, am I still a gal? Or do I return to the plain and ordinary girl I was in the past?
– I’m… an extremely ugly woman, aren’t I?
She talked to herself in the mirror as if wanting to believe that.
Then stopped the hot water and left the bathroom. When she wiped her hair and body with the towels provided at the dressing room and put on the bathrobe, she heard a knock at the door.
– Hey Meg, are you there?
– !
It was Ageha’s voice.
Returning from the dressing room to the one-room, Meg took a deep breath and then said facing the door.
– I’m here. You can open it now.
When the door was opened, Miyakoshi Ageha was standing there in casual T-shirt and hotpants. She looked at Meg’s appearance and tilted her head.
– Huh? Were you taking a bath? Sorry.
– No. I just got out. Come in.
Without appearing to hesitate, Ageha sat in a chair in the center of the room. There was a T-stool on the other side of the small table, but Meg didn’t sit there, she returned to the dressing room. She got another towel and started drying her hair.
– … Hey, Ageha. I’m sorry for before. I didn’t cast heal on you.
– Hmm? Oh, it’s not a big deal.
She said so being incredibly nervous, but Mega felt relieved with that simple reply that came back. And the feeling of gratitude to Ageha welled up in her chest.
She hung a towel around her neck and returned to the room.
– But… what’s with Doumeguri? I mean, do you care about him?
She unconsciously was startled.
– Ahaha, it really looks like that. Not even I get it. It was for an instant. Ah, do you want to drink something?
Ageha shook her head lightly.
– Well, things like that do happen. However, there’s something I’ve found strange for a while.
– Eh? Strange?
Ageha groaned “yeah” as if she were worried.
– Be honest, Meg. Is Doumeguri taking advantage of you?
– What!?
To the unexpected question, Meg let out a high-pitched, squeaking voice as if it were coming from somewhere.
– What… what do you mean?
– I mean, you’ve been weird recently, you know? You were fidgeting at Doumeguri’s return party. You can’t take your eyes off Doumeguri.
– I-I don’t do that!
– I’m telling you did that. You were wondering what to do while fixing your eyes on the empty glass.
– … !!
– If he isn’t taking advantage of you… then you fell in love with him?
– Fell in love…?
Meg’s face turned red.
– D-don’t joke with me! T-that’s not the case at all! It’s absolutely definitely impossible! Yuck! Jeez! I’m really angry!
Ageha moved back as if being surprised by that tremendous menacing look.
– Okay, okay, you don’t have to go all red and get angry.
But Meg folded her arms and puffed her cheeks.
– And it’s impossible that he’s taking advantage of me! I’m not going to be troubled if he knows my weaknesses, and if that were to happen, far from Doumeguri threatening me, I’ll be the one doing so, I’ll send him flying.
Ageha laughed happily, probably because she imagined that picture.
– Ahahaha, that sounds interesting. Do we force him into doing something? Like being our gofer? What do you think?
– Eh…?
– Well, even if we don’t do so, he’ll hear what we say. Anyway, that virgin will do whatever we say, even if it’s doing lewd-ish stuff. Why don’t we make him our slave and have him work hard? That would be a reward for Doumeguri. Oh, but we won’t let him touch us a finger, of course.
When she imagined that picture, Meg’s feelings mysteriously faded away.
– Stop with the lewd stuff. We are….
– Right, Meg hated that.
– Yup. I like to look a little sexy and cute, but… is that wrong? I’d like to cherish that.
– Yeah, it’s a waste. If I had beautiful breasts like the ones Meg has, I’d be changing men one after another.
– T-that’s not true. Even Ageha is sexy, you know?
*Fufu*, Ageha showed a meaningful smile on her face.
– I guess. Dating a man is a self-improvement. If you can control a man as you will, then you’re a life winner, don’t you agree?
Saying that, she brushed her hair up and stared at Meg with a sexy look.
Meg always envied this confidence of Ageha.
– I… can’t do what Ageha can do.
– I really think you can though.
Meg shrugged her shoulders.
– You’re amazing, Ageha. You’re like a witch.
Ageha looked up a little as if pondering.
– Hmm, is it because Ageha is actually a witch now?
The Battle Class of Miyakoshi Ageha in this world was 『Sorcerer』. Certainly, she was a splendid witch.
– But I think it’s better for you to have fun while you can. Because our magic is for a limited time.
– For a limited time?
– What I mean is that magic that seduces a man cannot be used forever.
– ….
– So, you have to enjoy yourself with all you have so that you won’t have regrets when becoming an adult.
– Really～? We don’t have to study that, do we?
– Well, Ageha is dumb after all.
That felt painful for Meg for some reason. Taking a breath, she said with a smiling face.
– Well, why don’t we go eat something?
Ageha also replies in a loud voice, as if getting excited.
– Good idea, let’s go, let’s go! Let’s go as we are!
– I’m not going like this! I’m not a pervert!
Ignoring Ageha’s laughter who also said “but you look so sexy”, Meg went into the dressing room. Then she took off the bathrobe to change into her everyday clothes.
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『Busujima-san and Miyakoshi-san』
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The stark-naked Busujima Meg received the hot water of the shower.
Her tanned skin repelled the water. The unflicked drops flew down along the limbs, as if forming a stream of lines that clung to Meg’s body. From the smooth shoulders to the depression of the clavicle, and the large, gently raised breasts and cleavage. From the depressed navel, they rose slightly and flew into a deeply depressed valley.
After she went out to the field and fought with monsters, she always took a hot shower and got in the bathtub. That was Meg’s habit.
This time, she went to the trouble of going to the island called Montfort for three days and came back without any good results. No, rather than call it a return, it should be said that she was killed and forced to return.
– This… is so much the worst…
Being killed by a monster was fine. And this time it wasn’t that cruel. The Beast and Vampire Corps of the Demon King Army weren’t that filthy or smelly.
She didn’t want to get near slime, undead or decomposed things, or putrid and filthy things whose mucus flew around. She encountered some monsters during the trip, but they were defeated by other 2A Guild members.
But that wasn’t the reason why Meg was feeling down.
A
——Why did I end up killing Ageha at that time?
A
Miyakoshi Ageha and Doumeguri Kakeru. Both had low HP. She was pressed to choose which one to heal.
She didn’t get it even when looking back on it now.
It was so instantaneous that it wasn’t an action she thought about.
Not even Meg herself knew why she healed Doumeguri. She thought it was something like a conditioned reflex. It might be that her body came to move of its own accord after gaining experience in party battles.
And somewhere in her head, she really wasn’t going to die──she seemed to have grasped so. But those reasons didn’t explain why she healed Doumeguri instead of Ageha, the one she considered her best friend.
——I did something ugly… I wonder if Ageha is angry.
I don’t know what a good excuse should be, and don’t know what kind of face I should have when meeting her after that. When she revived in the city of Caldart and returned to the guild hall, she jumped into the room sneakily while paying attention to the surroundings so as to not meet Ageha.
But she couldn’t avoid her forever. She had decided to meet her soon, and above all, Ageha was her best friend. That was why she had to say it frankly. That she unconsciously healed Doumeguri at that moment. There was no other way to say it. All she had to do was apologize.
She breathed a big sigh, took a shower and washed her hair.
Then rubbed her body with her palm to relax her tired body. Her arms, shoulders and breasts. When she rubbed them strongly, the soft breasts changed shape limply. When she pulled her hand away, they returned to their original shape as if bouncing back. The flow of the really hot water delineated their soft shape.
Meg was a little confident in the size of her breasts.
——But Asagiri-san’s breasts are bigger.
When overlooking them, the breasts were white, their original skin color was still there.
Tanned skin and white skin. The boundary was strangely clear, they seemed to be painted in a two-tone color.
– … Why did I do this? Isn’t this ugly?
She muttered alone.
Actually, she thought it would be better to tan her whole body cleanly, but it was difficult to get a tan naked. That was why she got a tan in a smallish bikini. With this, she thought that no one else would normally see the border of the suntan.
– But… I’ve read something about suntan marks being sexy…
Meg reflected her whole body in the bathroom’s mirror.
She was usually armed with clothes, becoming a gal. Even if I take off my clothes like this, am I still a gal? Or do I return to the plain and ordinary girl I was in the past?
– I’m… an extremely ugly woman, aren’t I?
She talked to herself in the mirror as if wanting to believe that.
Then stopped the hot water and left the bathroom. When she wiped her hair and body with the towels provided at the dressing room and put on the bathrobe, she heard a knock at the door.
– Hey Meg, are you there?
– !
It was Ageha’s voice.
Returning from the dressing room to the one-room, Meg took a deep breath and then said facing the door.
– I’m here. You can open it now.
When the door was opened, Miyakoshi Ageha was standing there in casual T-shirt and hotpants. She looked at Meg’s appearance and tilted her head.
– Huh? Were you taking a bath? Sorry.
– No. I just got out. Come in.
Without appearing to hesitate, Ageha sat in a chair in the center of the room. There was a T-stool on the other side of the small table, but Meg didn’t sit there, she returned to the dressing room. She got another towel and started drying her hair.
– … Hey, Ageha. I’m sorry for before. I didn’t cast heal on you.
– Hmm? Oh, it’s not a big deal.
She said so being incredibly nervous, but Mega felt relieved with that simple reply that came back. And the feeling of gratitude to Ageha welled up in her chest.
She hung a towel around her neck and returned to the room.
– But… what’s with Doumeguri? I mean, do you care about him?
She unconsciously was startled.
– Ahaha, it really looks like that. Not even I get it. It was for an instant. Ah, do you want to drink something?
Ageha shook her head lightly.
– Well, things like that do happen. However, there’s something I’ve found strange for a while.
– Eh? Strange?
Ageha groaned “yeah” as if she were worried.
– Be honest, Meg. Is Doumeguri taking advantage of you?
– What!?
To the unexpected question, Meg let out a high-pitched, squeaking voice as if it were coming from somewhere.
– What… what do you mean?
– I mean, you’ve been weird recently, you know? You were fidgeting at Doumeguri’s return party. You can’t take your eyes off Doumeguri.
– I-I don’t do that!
– I’m telling you did that. You were wondering what to do while fixing your eyes on the empty glass.
– … !!
– If he isn’t taking advantage of you… then you fell in love with him?
– Fell in love…?
Meg’s face turned red.
– D-don’t joke with me! T-that’s not the case at all! It’s absolutely definitely impossible! Yuck! Jeez! I’m really angry!
Ageha moved back as if being surprised by that tremendous menacing look.
– Okay, okay, you don’t have to go all red and get angry.
But Meg folded her arms and puffed her cheeks.
– And it’s impossible that he’s taking advantage of me! I’m not going to be troubled if he knows my weaknesses, and if that were to happen, far from Doumeguri threatening me, I’ll be the one doing so, I’ll send him flying.
Ageha laughed happily, probably because she imagined that picture.
– Ahahaha, that sounds interesting. Do we force him into doing something? Like being our gofer? What do you think?
– Eh…?
– Well, even if we don’t do so, he’ll hear what we say. Anyway, that virgin will do whatever we say, even if it’s doing lewd-ish stuff. Why don’t we make him our slave and have him work hard? That would be a reward for Doumeguri. Oh, but we won’t let him touch us a finger, of course.
When she imagined that picture, Meg’s feelings mysteriously faded away.
– Stop with the lewd stuff. We are….
– Right, Meg hated that.
– Yup. I like to look a little sexy and cute, but… is that wrong? I’d like to cherish that.
– Yeah, it’s a waste. If I had beautiful breasts like the ones Meg has, I’d be changing men one after another.
– T-that’s not true. Even Ageha is sexy, you know?
*Fufu*, Ageha showed a meaningful smile on her face.
– I guess. Dating a man is a self-improvement. If you can control a man as you will, then you’re a life winner, don’t you agree?
Saying that, she brushed her hair up and stared at Meg with a sexy look.
Meg always envied this confidence of Ageha.
– I… can’t do what Ageha can do.
– I really think you can though.
Meg shrugged her shoulders.
– You’re amazing, Ageha. You’re like a witch.
Ageha looked up a little as if pondering.
– Hmm, is it because Ageha is actually a witch now?
The Battle Class of Miyakoshi Ageha in this world was 『Sorcerer』. Certainly, she was a splendid witch.
– But I think it’s better for you to have fun while you can. Because our magic is for a limited time.
– For a limited time?
– What I mean is that magic that seduces a man cannot be used forever.
– ….
– So, you have to enjoy yourself with all you have so that you won’t have regrets when becoming an adult.
– Really～? We don’t have to study that, do we?
– Well, Ageha is dumb after all.
That felt painful for Meg for some reason. Taking a breath, she said with a smiling face.
– Well, why don’t we go eat something?
Ageha also replies in a loud voice, as if getting excited.
– Good idea, let’s go, let’s go! Let’s go as we are!
– I’m not going like this! I’m not a pervert!
Ignoring Ageha’s laughter who also said “but you look so sexy”, Meg went into the dressing room. Then she took off the bathrobe to change into her everyday clothes.
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