Ch.17Chapter 17. Bath (1)

“Ugh……”

“Oh my. Does it not suit your taste?”

“It’s too salty. Jinsoo makes it much better.”

Recalling their conversation from a few hours ago, Juliane checked the seasoning of the soup once more.

“Ah…… it’s too bland now.”

She had added some water because it was too salty, but now it had become tasteless.

Juliane put down the ladle, gritted her teeth, and picked up the pot.

With a whoosh, the soup from the large pot poured down into the sink.

I shouldn’t have made so much……

Why did I even try when I’m not good at cooking?

“I want a sandwich instead.”

“A sandwich…?”

“You know, food with meat between bread. About this big.”

“Oh. You mean a Big M.”

In the end, she had to feed Cuss a hamburger later.

Well, how many home-cooked meals could be better than hamburgers anyway?

Juliane claimed a mental victory, telling herself that even if she had made something else, it wouldn’t have beaten M’s.

“But really, what kind of kid is she?”

Cuss.

She said Jinsoo Kim had given her that name.

Juliane had asked what name she went by before, and where and how she had lived.

There had been plenty of time to talk with Cuss.

“I don’t know.”

But whenever she asked, Cuss would respond sharply.

As if she didn’t want to talk about her past.

It seemed suspicious that she would talk endlessly about her time with Jinsoo but nothing about her past.

“Cuss. How long has it been since you bathed?”

“Bathed? My body?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t remember ever bathing.”

“……”

Even so, not having bathed ever……

She did look a bit grimy, so Juliane had resolved to give her a bath.

“Come on, raise your arms.”

“Raise my arms?”

“Yes, lift them up.”

“Umm……”

“Now. Stay still—Eek?!”

But as soon as she tried to remove Cuss’s clothes, she met with fierce resistance.

As if her clothes were a lifeline, Cuss pulled them back down and glared at Juliane.

She seemed particularly concerned about keeping her skirt down.

Perhaps she had some trauma from the past.

Jinsoo had said it was probably just her imagination……

In the end, Juliane had to give up on bathing her and settled for just washing her hair.

“Um, Cuss.”

“……”

“How are things these days? With Jinsoo.”

“He’s still a damn bastard.”

“No, I mean your relationship with him. How does it feel?”

“Hmm…… We still don’t get along well. Whenever I try to do something, he just says no and tells me to stop.”

“Ahaha……”

“But I know he says those things for my sake. Honestly, I don’t understand what goes on in his head.”

“……”

That was somewhat reassuring.

What did it matter if Cuss’s past was a bit dark?

Right now, she had found a good guardian who gave her plenty of affection, and she would soon be going to school.

Even if there were wounds in her heart, Jinsoo would heal them.

Though somewhat clumsy, he would do it surely.

Because his feelings for Cuss were genuine.

Juliane believed this without a doubt.

***

“Arms up.”

“Arms up.”

I pulled off her dress in one swift motion.

Cuss’s skin was so pale it looked almost bloodless.

Blue veins were visible in places.

And those tentacles……

Ah, shit.

“Can’t you really do anything about this? Like, put them inside your body or something?”

“No.”

It’s mind-boggling no matter how many times I see it.

This is why she was almost discovered at Juliane’s place when she tried to take a bath.

That could have been a disaster.

“Hmm……”

And these breasts.

I can’t honestly say they’re big, but they’re certainly not non-existent.

They’re a modest size, fitting perfectly in one hand.

I know there’s quite a demand for breasts like these.

She’ll need to be careful when she goes to school.

“Listen. If anyone tries to touch your breasts, scream and resist.”

“Why?”

“Girls who let others touch their breasts are considered sluts. If you don’t want to be treated like a prostitute, resist properly.”

“Is being a prostitute bad?”

“It’s not bad per se. But being treated like one can mess up your life.”

She’d make good money, but people’s gazes would never be kind.

Though Cuss seems like the type who wouldn’t care and would just live her own damn way……

You can switch to being a prostitute if other jobs don’t work out, but not the other way around, so I hesitated to recommend it.

“Hmm. So touching breasts means what you’re doing right now?”

“Yeah. That’s right. Exactly.”

I should stop now.

After rubbing Cuss’s breasts over her bra for quite a while, I let go.

When I first met her, her breasts felt almost non-existent, but they seem to have grown a bit since then. Above all, they’ve gained more firmness.

Is this the power of proper nutrition?

“So should I resist now too?”

“No. Fathers are allowed to touch a bit.”

“Is that so?”

“Of course.”

I mean, relatives always want to check how big our Jinsoo’s penis has grown, right?

In a similar context, it’s normal for a father to check his daughter’s breast development.

Or maybe not.

“Now, let’s take off your underwear too.”

“Umm…… Honestly, I still don’t understand why I need to bathe. Juliane said you need to be clean to avoid getting sick. But I’ve never been sick.”

As I was unfastening her bra hook from behind, Cuss grumbled.

Surprisingly, it was a normal question.

I had the same curiosity at her age.

Honestly, I could go a whole month without bathing and still be healthy, so why bother?

“Health is part of it, but that’s not the main reason.”

“Then what is?”

“If you don’t bathe, you smell. And when you smell, it’s unpleasant. That’s why we bathe.”

“But I don’t smell?”

“You might not notice it yourself. But I’m telling you, you do. Do you understand now?”

“Hmm…… A little.”

Cuss answered indifferently.

There’s one way to make her understand immediately.

If I beat her until she begs to take a bath, she won’t be able to resist the appeal of bathing.

But if I did that, I wouldn’t be able to send her to school next week, so I decided against it.

“You need to put some meat on that butt.”

“Is that something I can control?”

“No, it’s not.”

“Then don’t make such demands.”

After pulling down her panties, I could see her butt was indeed small.

Her pelvis itself wasn’t small, but she had so little flesh.

With a butt like this, taking her from behind would feel less like being with a woman and more like holding and shaking a masturbation toy.

Pedophiles might rejoice, but unfortunately, I don’t have such tastes.

Really.

“How long will this take?”

“Including the time in the tub…… about an hour, to be generous?”

“Surely by ‘an hour’ you don’t mean the time it takes for that clock hand to move one position?”

“Yes.”

Cuss pointed to the clock on the wall.

I was briefly pleased to see an analog clock after so long, but quickly realized it was just a holographic projection.

“Then I’ll bathe later……”

“When exactly is ‘later,’ you punk?”

“Hyeek?!”

When she turned her back to leave, I grabbed her tentacle and pulled it hard.

Cuss let out a sound like a cat’s cry, jumped up, and then glared at me with tears in her eyes.

“Don’t pull so hard! It hurts……”

“Ah. Sorry. I didn’t know.”

“How could you not know! Didn’t you tear my tentacles into pieces before? That was extremely! Incredibly! Really! Painful!”

“Uh…… I see.”

Cuss swung her hands as if to hit me, but both her wrists were caught in my grip and neatly sealed.

By the way, so she feels pain when her tail, no, tentacle is pulled hard.

I should remember that.

Might come in handy if she doesn’t listen later.

“Do you know how to wash your hair?”

“No.”

“Then you should learn now.”

I can’t always wash it for her.

She needs to learn how to wash and bathe herself.

I took her inside and turned on the water.

Splash……!

“Eek! It’s cold!”

“Oh, I accidentally turned on the cold water.”

As if it was an accident.

Feigning innocence, I quickly touched the display to raise the temperature.

In an instant, the water became pleasantly warm.

“Now. First, you wet your hair like this. Try it yourself.”

“Hmm. Like this?”

“Hey!”

As soon as I handed her the shower head, Cuss turned it in my direction.

Thanks to that, my clothes got completely soaked……

She’s doing this as revenge, right?

That’s a bit annoying.

“Hehe.”

“……”

With her wet hair swept back, her smiling face reminded me of a little devil.

Fine. Laugh all you want now.

Soon you’ll be screaming.

“This won’t work with you.”

“Huh? What?”

Since I was already wet, I decided to undress completely.

I turned on the water in the tub and started searching the shower room.

I wonder if this motel has it.

Let’s see.

In the basket……

“Found it.”

A smile spread across my face.

This familiar green form.

Yes, an Italian towel.

I don’t think I saw many of these in America before, but now they’re even available in motels.

As expected of an Italian luxury item.

“Turn around, punk.”

“What is that?”

“A shouting maker.”

“……?”

No need to tilt your head in confusion.

You’ll soon find out what it is.

Even as I held her legs, Cuss remained still, not knowing what was coming, but soon……

“Gyaaaah! It hurts!”

“Does it hurt? Does it?”

“It hurts! My skin! My skin is being peeled off!”

“Wow, look at all that dead skin coming off.”

She grabbed my hair and kept screaming.

Anyone outside would think we were having some kind of battle sex.

By the way, not as much dead skin is coming off as I expected.

I was hoping for a satisfying amount to scrub off.

Maybe her skin hasn’t soaked enough yet.

“I’m dying…… I’m dying……”

“You’re not dying. So shut up already. My eardrums are going to burst.”

After screaming so much, Cuss’s voice became hoarse.

She didn’t seem to have much strength left to resist, so I could easily scrub the rest.

Her back didn’t seem to hurt as much, either because it was more comfortable or because she had gotten used to it.

“Gyaaaah!”

When I tried to scrub her chest, she suddenly jumped up and tried to strangle me with her tentacle.

Does the chest hurt a lot?

Sorry, you bitch.

I’ve never raised a daughter to the age where I’d scrub her, so I didn’t know.

“Feels refreshing, right?”

“…… I don’t know.”

She seems upset.

She won’t even look at me now.

Watching the dead skin wash away under the shower, I felt satisfied.

Westerners have issues because they don’t scrub off dead skin.

I don’t know if having dead skin improves immunity or whatever, but people look cleaner when they scrub it off.

The skin becomes smooth and nice.

Of course, Cuss’s skin is already so delicate that frequent scrubbing might not be good for her.

As she said, her skin might actually peel off.

“Ugh. Let’s rest in the tub.”

“……?”

I got into the bathtub and laid back.

This feels nice and warm.

It seems like the first time since Cuss showed up that I can relax in hot water.

However, Cuss only dipped her feet in the water and wouldn’t get in.

“What’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong with you? Why are you engaging in this self-harming behavior of exposing your fragile human body to boiling water……”

“Enough. You’ll understand when you get in.”

“Hyeek?!”

I grabbed Cuss by the armpits, lifted her lightly, and pulled her into the tub, sitting her on my thighs.

By the way, she doesn’t have armpit hair……?

Do girls naturally not have armpit hair?

Is she not old enough yet?

Or is she just unusual?

Anyway.

“Grrr! It’s hot!”

“But not unbearably so, right? Just stay still.”

It’ll feel good soon.

I hugged Cuss’s chest to prevent her from escaping.

Her hair floated in the water, tickling my chest.

Cuss, naked in my arms, was soft, smooth, and small.

And just to be clear, I’m talking about her build, not her chest.

“Ugh……”

Cuss still seemed full of complaints, making groaning sounds, but she didn’t struggle much, perhaps having used up all her energy during the scrubbing.

Then at some point, even the groaning stopped.

At first, I was worried.

I thought she might be up to something strange again.

Fighting against the drowsiness that was washing over me, I managed to open my eyes.

“Mmm……”

Cuss’s head was resting on my chest.

She had leaned back against me.

Wondering if she was sick, I checked her face.

“Zzz…… Zzz……”

“What the.”

She was just sleeping.

After making such a fuss about how much she hated it, she fell asleep in just a few minutes.

Is this the power of a warm bath?

Or is it just late and she’s exhausted?

“Yawn……”

I started feeling sleepy too.

Let me just close my eyes for 10 minutes.

Afraid that Cuss might slip down, I gently held her thin stomach and closed my eyes.

Her stomach felt soft and pleasant to touch.