Chapter 136: Girls’ Talk

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Translator Note

Slight content warning?? I guess?? Not truly lewd, but if you are sensitive to topics involving private areas be careful!

“Wait a minute! What on earth are you talking about?”

The angry voice of a child echoed through the basement.

The man walked on as if he couldn’t hear her.

“You can’t cause trouble. I’ll be the one who gets scolded!”

He ignored her and kept walking.

“Hey. Are you listening…! Ah, you probably can’t hear…”

The man was deaf. A devout believer who considered obedience a virtue. Such a man was now walking his final pilgrimage.

“A revelation has come.”

“What?”

Perhaps moved by the sight of the girl pacing beside him, her face turning red and blue, he clumsily muttered a sentence.

But what kind of sudden nonsense was this? It had been a long time since he could communicate with their God.

The girl looked around. The annoying crow that always followed her was nowhere to be seen today. It seems the crow really meant it when it said it would leave.

“Of all times…!”

No matter how much she stomped her feet, the man didn’t stop. He just kept walking forward, heading above ground.

“Where’s your destination? At least tell me that.”

“Wherever He guides me.”

“How am I supposed to know that?”

“Where my life will end.”

“Ahh-!”

He called it martyrdom, so yes. That must be it.

‘This is why I hate religious fanatics. Whether they’re on this side or that side.’

The girl shouted and blocked his path.

“…I didn’t stop you. Because He didn’t tell me to.”

Then, the man muttered coldly.

“So, don’t stop me either.”

His gaze was chilling, sending shivers down her spine.

At the same time, he tried to flick his fingers, so the girl quickly covered her ears.

“…”

Thud, thud.

But the man just walked on as if nothing had happened.

The girl closed her eyes tightly and pulled up her hood, which had a hole in it. She had to follow him, after all.

She followed him, hiding her magical energy and walking in small steps.

“Are you planning to walk all the way?”

“…”

“Ahh…”

It seemed like it was going to be a long journey.

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What’s the best way to end the day feeling good?

Thinking of the world Sugar once lived in, chicken and beer would immediately come to mind. Of course, that’s good too. But it’s not the true end of the day.

Here, it refers to the true end of the day.

‘Right… washing up and lying down!’

There’s nothing happier than washing with warm water and lying down on a soft bed. If you leave the window open to let in a cool breeze, it’s pure heaven.

Sugar gathered her bathing supplies and headed to the underground bathhouse.

She used to go late at night when there were fewer people, but this time she went at a normal time after dinner and thus it was quite crowded.

The sound of chatter filled the changing room. She found a spot and started taking off her clothes.

‘Is this okay?’

She quickly checked her chest and stepped into the bath. The steam was thick, making it hard to breathe, but it wasn’t a bad feeling.

Looking around, groups of women were chatting and sitting in the bath.

Heehee. She smiled, but quickly straightened her face when someone recognized her.

“First year.”

“Ah. Hello, President.”

“There haven’t been any changes in the vacant room. Is everything okay?”

She greeted her, not expecting this kind of conversation. How busy must the student council president of Steele be?

“Well, the person who applied for it first was my friend. So we’re just sharing it.”

Sugar smiled awkwardly and answered.

“That’s good. I’m glad.”

The president smiled back. Her wet hair and dark circles gave her a decadent beauty.

“If there’s anything inconvenient, come see me anytime.”

“Thank you. Take care.”

Despite looking like she might collapse from exhaustion, she walked straight out of the bathhouse without a single misstep.

Sugar watched her go and then turned her head.

At that moment, dozens of eyes met hers.

Oh my!

Even the shameless Sugar was surprised. She had just exchanged a few words with the student council president, why were they staring at her like that?

Is this the insane obsession of people who love beautiful women?

The jealousy of women is terrifying.

“You. Come here.”

While she was thinking, one of them beckoned her. Sugar walked over. They were clearly seniors. Their wet hair and legs in the bath made them look like mermaid sisters.

“What’s the matter?”

She asked casually.

“Why are you so white?”

“Huh?”

The question caught her off guard.

“Your skin is so clean.”

“I can’t see any pores.”

“How do you take care of it? Do you go to a salon?”

“She’s part of that first-year couple from the Holy City.”

One by one, they gathered and started talking.

‘They’re just curious.’

They probably just looked over because she was talking to the student council president, and since she was the girl from the famous first-year couple, she was perfect for some light entertainment.

“You look like a doll… are you really an adult?”

“Yes… I, I am. But one question at a time–”

“How far have you gone with your boyfriend?”

‘What!’

The sudden question left her speechless. Are they really asking this to someone they just met?

“What’s with the choker? A collar? How many spells did you put on it? I can’t figure it out.”

“Did your boyfriend tell you to wear it? Tell us.”

“Handsome guys really go all out.”

She felt dizzy. She had lived with children in the orphanage and priests in the Holy City, so this was her first time interacting with such a raw group of women.

But Sugar is weak against pushy people. Maybe it’s because she’s like that herself, but she can’t handle people who are like that.

In the Holy City, she avoided the Inquisition trainees who greeted her because they liked her.

And now. Sugar was like a rabbit thrown in front of predators.

“D-don’t speak badly of Riley…”

But her love for her man didn’t waver, and she shyly spoke while trembling.

The surrounding women gasped.

“Wow. Amazing.”

“So cute.”

“She’s still on her boyfriend’s side even when he’s not here.”

“Total fox.”

“He’s not my boyfriend!”

Her response made the seniors laugh sinisterly.

They’re just teasing me. Realizing this, Sugar trembled but then quickly turned away.

Then they threw out some interesting bait.

“Hey, what did we learn in our first year?”

“That, that, Advanced Magic Control.”

“Herbology.”

“Mental Defense.”

And other subjects like astrology came up.

“Advanced Magic Control. That professor always twists the questions. It’s literally hard to understand. It’s like interpreting literature. I found out he’s just copying the style of a book he was impressed with.”

“Herbology is fine as long as you answer sincerely. The professor is so kind, he’ll accept almost anything if you’re cute.”

They were talking among themselves but in a tone meant to be overheard.

“Junior. Is Mental Defense still about dream intrusion this exam?”

“…Yes. That’s right.”

Sugar answered awkwardly, and one of the seniors sighed and continued.

“Ha… I really struggled with that… Just remember one thing. Don’t think about reality, imagine your ideal boyfriend. It doesn’t matter if there’s a big gap.”

“Right. If you keep clashing reality with your ideal, errors will occur in your dreams. It’s better to just stick to one thing.”

Their advice was quite reasonable. They even apologized for teasing her and gave her a cold coffee, one of the great pleasures of the bathhouse.

‘They’re good people…’

Sugar sipped with flushed cheeks.

So easy.

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.

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After escaping from the seniors, Sugar found a spot in the bathhouse and tied up her hair.

She poured hot water over her body, cooled by the cold coffee, and started lathering up from her neck.

She scrubbed her shoulders, armpits, and arms, then gently washed her chest and stomach. She used a long towel to wash her back.

Since she would have to wash again after leaving the bath, she washed moderately.

And finally.

“…”

Sugar looked around for a moment. She was in a secluded spot, and everyone was focused on bathing or chatting, so no one paid attention to her.

‘It’s a bit embarrassing to wash there in a public place…’

After confirming, Sugar sat on the bathing chair and gently spread her legs. The smooth, hairless area was revealed. She was naturally a woman with little body hair.

She turned on the shower and pretended to rinse her body while touching her private area. This area shouldn’t be washed with body wash. It should be washed slowly with lukewarm water.

When she touched it with her fingers, her expression slightly twisted.

‘Ah… it’s happening again…’

The slippery fluid. A texture clearly different from water. The sticky sensation was quite unpleasant.

‘Why has the discharge increased so much lately?’

Sometimes she’s startled when she goes to the bathroom. It’s so wet that she’s had to rush back to the dorm to change her underwear.

It wasn’t like this before. She had little bodily fluids, so she never felt uncomfortable in this regard.

But since when? After staying at Steele for a while, the discharge increased.

At first, she thought it was due to the stress of the environment change, but now, after two or three months, it’s still the same, so that’s probably not it.

‘Maybe I should go to the infirmary later.’

It’s getting uncomfortable. I need to find a solution.

After finishing her shower, Sugar headed straight to the bath.

Avoiding the seniors from earlier, she found a spot she liked and dipped her feet in. The warmth made her whole body tingle.

She enjoyed it and then slipped her whole body in.

“Ahhh…”

Her body felt relaxed. She made a sound like an old man and enjoyed the bath.

Sniff sniff. The faint rose scent was nice.

Here and there, pouches filled with rose petals floated.

The bubbling water. The thick steam. The hot water enveloping her body. It was all good. Heehee. Feeling good, she smiled and stretched her legs.

Then, an interesting conversation came from behind.

“I broke up with my boyfriend.”

Gasp.

She glanced over and saw the group of seniors from earlier. Being near them would at least keep her from getting bored.

“It’s exam season. I said I wanted to focus on studying and broke it off.”

“Why? Weren’t you two doing well?”

“Ah… we were. But he kept nitpicking over small things. Thinking about it makes me angry.”

What? What did he nitpick about? Sugar’s heart raced as she listened.

“What did he say?”

“Underwear.”

“Underwear?”

“Yeah. Why does it matter what I wear? It’s going to come off anyway.”

Sugar blushed slightly at the unexpected reason.

“What did you wear that he complained about?”

“Teddy bear bra.”

“Are you a child?”

“Teddy bears are a bit…”

“I’d be weirded out too if I were a guy.”

Is it weird? It seems like there would be demand for it. Sugar thought back to her past life.

“But if a guy likes childish patterns, you should question his taste.”

“Too much lace makes you look like an auntie.”

“As long as the top and bottom match, it’s fine, right?”

They shared their opinions on underwear one by one. Sugar quietly listened, impressed.

“Plain ones definitely don’t get a reaction. But if you wear something pretty, they’ll praise you.”

“Looking good is one thing, but the thought that ‘she dressed up like this for me’ is also exciting.”

“Ah, right. Right. I can definitely feel that.”

Sugar quickly thought of the items in her wardrobe. Most were simple, and she usually wore those. Ah, Ian bought her a few lacy ones.

“I… want to meet his expectations every day. When I dressed up nicely before, he really liked it…”

Meanwhile, one of them spoke shyly, and the other women burst into laughter.

“Crazy. She’s already calling him ‘that guy’.”

“Are you getting married right after graduation?”

“Wow, damn… really… ha… so happy…”

While everyone was crying tears of blood, the soon-to-be-married senior shyly continued.

“There’s a good shop in the southern part of Sky Island. I’ll recommend it. The lace is really pretty. Elegant and not too flashy, the material is special.”

“Ah, I know that place. The sheer series is pretty.”

“Is it sexy?”

“A little suggestive.”

Sugar listened quietly, her face submerged in the water. Her face was bright red, maybe from the heat of the bathwater.