I, Murmur, ended up showering with my friends, contrary to my expectations.
I thought it wasn’t necessary when Vesta offered to wash me.
But then Citrine and Nicasia started playing rock-paper-scissors to decide who would wash me, making the situation even more awkward.
…Do girls usually like showering together like this?
I can’t tell if it’s because they’re young or if it’s just their culture.
“Preparation is complete. Lady Murmur, Princess Nicasia, Lady Citrine.”
Vesta, now completely naked, politely placed her hands on her belly and bowed.
“Maghauscia is…”
Nicasia started speaking but covered her mouth with her right hand.
“It’s really meticulously made. Do they even have bathrooms here?”
“I’ve never heard of such a thing.”
Both Nicasia and Citrine were in their natural state, just like me, Murmur.
No need to elaborate, I, Murmur, was also in that state.
But still, it feels like I’m doing something wrong.
When they reached for the buttons on their blouses, I, Murmur, tightly closed my eyes.
“But why are you closing your eyes, Lady Murmur?”
“If I open my eyes… Citrine and Nicasia might feel embarrassed.”
Nicasia let out a small laugh.
“We’re showering together, right? It’s okay to look, Murmur.”
“I don’t see any problem with it either.”
So, girls?
From my perspective, showering with a 5th grader from the elementary section feels like committing a crime at the level of Dorothea, the elementary school vice-principal.
…But what can I do? If I say I’ll close my eyes again like last time, Nicasia will think it’s suspicious, right?
“Murmur understands.”
Nicasia and Citrine proudly grabbed my, Murmur’s, hands and pulled me along.
“Using Cleanliness Magic is good, but showering like this is also important, Murmur.”
“Today, we’ll help you!”
What do they even think of me, Murmur?
Do they think I’m some dangerous kid who doesn’t shower because I’m lazy?!
“Ugh… Murmur can shower by herself.”
“But Bianca said something, didn’t she?”
“That’s right. She said you haven’t showered even once since meeting her?”
I used Cleanliness Magic properly!
Though I felt wronged, Citrine started spraying water on my, Murmur’s, body with a showerhead, smiling.
Are they treating me like a dog being bathed…?
“Is the temperature to your liking? I thought you might be startled if it was too hot or cold at first.”
“Murmur prefers it a bit warmer…”
Seeing Citrine, who had even undone her hair tie, spraying water on my, Murmur’s, body.
Is this good? Or bad?
If this were a high school chapter, I’d be like, ‘A bath event with the heroines? Totally lucky!’
“Now, turn around…”
—Thud!
“Ah… sorry, Nicasia.”
Even though I just turned as instructed, my, Murmur’s, horn bumped into Nicasia’s chest.
This really feels like I did something bad.
“It’s okay. No need to apologize, Murmur.”
Nicasia smiled brightly and patted my head.
…Is it okay between girls? Or is it because horns aren’t considered body parts like hands?
I don’t know. Asking this makes me feel like a total pervert!
“Princess Nicasia, Lady Citrine. The shower balls are ready.”
“Oh my, they’re so beautifully foamed up white!”
Vesta handed them shower balls, foamed up white, two each, from who knows where.
But how did she foam them up?
There’s no way there’s body wash in Reoa’s world, right?
What kind of soap and herbs do you need to make such fluffy, beautiful white foam?
“Then I’ll start foaming up Lady Murmur’s body first!”
“I think it’s fine if we do it together. Who should go first?”
What is this.
Does the order matter?! Can’t you just wash me quickly and get it over with?
Honestly, I can see Nicasia’s belly button right in front of me, and it’s really…!
This is so embarrassing! It feels like I’m doing something really bad!
“Stay in that position, I’ll scrub your back, Lady Murmur.”
“Okay. Then I’ll foam up Murmur’s front?”
“Mu, Murmur’s opinion doesn’t matter?”
Citrine’s and Nicasia’s shower balls eventually scrubbed my body.
“Lady Murmur must want to leave after being washed with water.”
“Murmur isn’t that dirty!”
“But you’ve never showered before, right? Cleanliness Magic is convenient, so foaming up must be hard for you.”
“Murmur knows how to do it!”
Are you even listening to me?!
I, Murmur, am not some dog!
You don’t need to scrub me from my back to my butt! Elbows and armpits! Soles and chest!
“Murmur knows how…”
“Really? I had Riola wash me until I was in 3rd grade of elementary school.”
That’s a special case for a noble-born princess!
Most 5th graders in elementary school can wash themselves thoroughly, you know?!
“I also needed my sisters’ help when I was young. So there’s no need to feel embarrassed about our help.”
Stop foaming up my butt while saying such nice things!
“Ugh…!”
If earlier I was treated like a doll for changing clothes, now I’m being treated like a cat that hates baths!
Are you really at好感度 level 1?! Especially Nicasia at level 2?!
Shouldn’t you feel embarrassed showing your naked body if you have好感度?!
“Ah…”
Nicasia’s hand, which had been diligently foaming up my, Murmur’s, body, suddenly stopped.
“Can Murmur do this part by herself?”
“Here?”
Nicasia awkwardly smiled and handed the shower ball to me, Murmur.
“…Do you think Murmur is stupid?”
“I thought you’d be embarrassed if I scrubbed this part.”
I am embarrassed.
The problem is you finally acknowledging that feeling!
I, Murmur, being a smart kid, thoroughly foamed up the body parts Nicasia and Citrine gave up on.
“Then… Murmur will do it.”
Now that I have the shower ball in my hand, it’s time for revenge!
“Huhu, really? If Murmur can do it, I’ll gladly accept.”
“Murmur, of course…”
As I spoke, I looked up.
Nicasia’s body, hard to believe she’s a 5th grader, came into view.
“Of course…”
Turning my head to look at Citrine, her body proved she’s a 5th grader.
…Is it okay to touch these girls’ bodies while foaming them up?
Isn’t this a bit… no, a lot like being a human trash?
“…Murmur’s hands are too small, it’ll be hard.”
“Pu, hehe… What’s that! Murmur~ You said you could do it, right?”
“I’m smaller than Nicasia, so can you do it for me?”
Ah, what! Why are you two laughing and clinging to me again?!
We’re showering! We’re showering! Are you showering just to embarrass me?!
“Mu, Murmur is too small! And Nicasia!!”
Time to switch positions!
“Murmur is too short, so to wash Nicasia, I’d have to crouch down!”
“It’s okay, Murmur.”
“And Nicasia, are you okay? Murmur’s hands will…! Will! Touch Nicasia’s chest and here!”
Nicasia blinked and smiled.
“It’s okay. If it’s Murmur.”
“U, ugh…?”
What, isn’t this the time to feel embarrassed?
Earlier, you said Murmur would feel embarrassed?! What’s this?!
“Nicasia! Don’t say weird things!”
“Citrine, you’re embarrassed, right?”
“Of, of course, if it’s Lady Murmur’s hands, you can scrub anywhere…”
“Ugh…?!”
What is this?
What? Why are you saying it’s okay?!
“Ve, Vesta…”
Help me! Super Maid!
“It’s good to see you having a fun time.”
“Ugh…! Vesta must be broken!”
Can’t you see your master is in trouble?!
This is too much! Really!
I, Murmur, ended up roughly foaming up everyone’s bodies.
After that, we washed our hair and finished the shower, but I was so tired I felt like dying.
*
Vesta and Bianca were truly super maids.
I didn’t think about it when we started showering, but a problem naturally arose afterward.
Since we showered in my, Murmur’s, room, I had ‘new clothes’ prepared, but what about Nicasia and Citrine?
This question was quickly resolved by Bianca, who was outside the bathroom, bringing new clothes and preparing them.
“Ugh… Murmur doesn’t want to wear this.”
“I think it’s cute.”
“It’s cute~ Murmur!!”
Anyway, after showering so thoroughly that I smelled like flowers, another mountain appeared.
“Nicasia is wearing something mature! Citrine isn’t wearing something like this either!”
Nicasia was wearing beige panties, and Citrine was wearing plain white.
Wait, but why… what is this? What color is this?
Pink? Fine! I can handle the color, but why is it so cute?
“I prepared them.”
…Since Vesta bowed while saying that, I have nothing to say.
I guess I have to give up and wear it. I really don’t want to.
“But are those things over there prepared by Nicasia?”
Citrine pointed to the items neatly arranged in the corner of the room.
Because they’re placed on a black towel? They look a bit like surgical tools.
“No? I thought Citrine prepared them.”
Nicasia, while fastening her bra hook behind her back, spoke.
“I didn’t prepare anything?”
“I prepared them. Lady Murmur hasn’t taken care of her horns for a long time.”
Citrine, who had just changed into a camisole, had sparkling eyes.
“Mu… Murmur’s horns?”
“Yes. Since you haven’t touched them for so long, they’ve become very dangerous.”
I, Murmur, naturally looked at Nicasia’s chest.
“Nicasia… did it hurt earlier?”
“Huh? No? It didn’t feel sharp or anything. But…”
Nicasia looked at my, Murmur’s, horns and nodded.
“It looks so rough that I think I was just lucky.”
“Yes. When I touch them occasionally, the rough texture feels good… but it’s definitely not normal!”
Citrine… aren’t you getting too excited from a ‘demon’s perspective’?
“That’s right. The demons I occasionally see have shiny horns. The surface is very smooth too.”
“Ugh…”
“I thought Murmur’s horns were rough because she’s young… but it’s a grooming issue.”
Guys, can’t you at least finish changing clothes?
I’ve even changed into my pajamas.
“So today, I plan to groom Lady Murmur’s horns beautifully.”
As Vesta bowed and spoke, Nicasia immediately coughed.
“Vesta’s body is smaller than Murmur’s. Wouldn’t it be better if we helped?”
“Go, good idea! Nicasia!! We’ll help!”
“Thank you, Princess Nicasia. Lady Citrine.”
Vesta bowed again.
“Murmur is fine…”
“You sound like a baby who doesn’t want to cut their nails. Murmur.”
Nicasia laughed and grabbed my, Murmur’s, shoulders.
“You’ll feel better than you think! It’s like trimming nails, toenails, or hair!”
Citrine took the held Murmur and sat her at the edge of the bed.
“Ugh…”
Vesta brought a black towel, a bottle of oil, and a very soft-looking cloth, smiling brightly.
“Lady Murmur, please enjoy the moment your horns are being groomed.”
“Mu… Murmur doesn’t want to do this.”
Vesta brought an adorable sheep-shaped hat, making me want to do it even less.
“Murmur’s horns are just horns…!”
