Kays Translations
Just another Isekai Lover~
Chapter 11: Witch’s Training ③
Shiro-san was asleep in the nap room.
She was mumbling strange nonsense in her sleep, and I didn’t dare approach.
Why was she even sleeping there?
I asked Munieka-san.
“Shiro is sleeping in such a place?”
“So she was even here in the first place?”
“I had no idea. I wasn’t told anything.”
“Do you think the witch would know?”
“Hard to say. Whether she knows or not, the witch doesn’t really care either way.”
“Well… that’s true.”
“If she’s in the way, you can just move her. Or better yet, sleep alongside her.”
“I-I could never do that!?”
What is this woman saying!?
“Shiro wouldn’t care about something like that.”
“But I care! I mean, imagine waking up to someone snuggled up next to you—that’s terrifying!”
Terrifying. Honestly, disgusting too.
“Then how about my room instead?”
“If it’s just a place to sleep, the living room sofa is plenty!”
I put my backpack down on the black sofa in the living room.
“In that case, fine. Master, I’ll start preparing dinner, so please take a bath. You reek of sweat.”
“O-okay…”
The witch’s house has a bath. She may be lazy, but she loves her baths.
She takes three a day, and that’s why she often walks around naked afterwards.
In the dressing room, I stripped naked and wrapped a towel around my waist, suddenly feeling shy.
Opening the bathhouse door, steam billowed out.
The witch’s bath was full of eccentric touches.
First of all—it was underground.
Right after entering, there was a curved stone stairway with a gentle slope.
The stone was specially treated so it wouldn’t get slippery from the steam.
At last, I arrived. The witch’s pride and joy—the bathhouse.
Dense steam hung in the air, and it was a large bath that could easily fit ten people.
At the far end stood two massive jars, one black and one white, from which hot water constantly bubbled.
Jar baths—something I remembered from my previous life.
When I shared the idea, the witch loved it so much that within a week she had built it.
When my bath once broke, I went to a health spa for a while.
That’s where I got hooked on jar baths.
And of course, finishing off with a set meal of fried chicken with leek sauce and a cold beer at the attached diner was unbeatable.
Even the witch became obsessed.
But—I had to restrain myself from plunging into the jar right away.
First, wash the body. Then the jar bath.
The washing area was nothing like the cheap setup in my room, which only had one big tub.
Using ideas from my past life, it had become a proper wash station.
A mirror vanity in front, no shower of course, but there was a barrel filled with hot water.
Bath stools, buckets, shampoo, scented oil, soap.
“Hmm? Where’s the soap?”
“Ah—sorry, sorry. Here ya go.”
“Oh, thanks.”
I took the soap and rubbed it into a towel, worked up a thick lather, and began scrubbing my back first.
“Oh, starting with the back, huh.”
“Yeah, pretty much.”
“As for me… let’s see. I usually start in front. Guess I don’t really think about my chest much.”
“I see.”
Starting with the back must be unusual—
That’s when I noticed.
I glanced to my side. A grey-haired girl stood there.
She was smaller than me, pale-skinned—and completely naked.
Of course she was. This was a bathhouse. If not naked, then what?
Her small, softly curved body was partly covered in soap suds, but her ribcage peeked through.
A somewhat unhealthy thinness.
That’s what happens when you hole up in a dark, damp place all the time.
Her eyes were grey with reptilian pupils, shadows under them.
Her features were delicate, without a doubt beautiful.
She had no chest to speak of, her butt was small, but her body could never be mistaken for a boy’s.
She turned toward me suddenly, flashing a grin.
“Ooh, nice body you’ve got there.”
“Ch-cha-cha-Chive-san!?”
She laughed, saying something like an old man.
“Yup, it’s me, Chive~”
Cheerfully waving her hand. I was stunned.
“Wh-why are you here!?”
“Why? Well, because I am?”
“B-but aren’t you embarrassed!?”
When I barked the question, Chive tilted her head.
“Hmm, well, I’m not exactly attractive as a woman, am I?”
She said this while showing off her soap-covered body.
Nonsense.
“You’re extremely attractive!!”
“Eh—huh?”
I grabbed her shoulders without thinking.
She jolted in surprise.
“Chive-san, you’re very cute!”
“Eh—eh—w-wait, Wofcchi!?”
Her face turned bright red.
Still holding her slender shoulders, I declared—loudly and clearly.
“Chive-san, you’re incredibly attractive! You’re cute, kind, caring, playful, fun—and you have a great body!”
No chest, a small butt, unhealthy thinness.
But Chive’s body was unmistakably that of a lovely girl.
Her entire frame curved softly, and that in itself was endearing.
“Hyahn!? A-ahhh—awawa—awawawawa—awawawawawaaaaa!!”
Her eyes spun as she shrieked, her whole body turning beet red, like a boiled octopus.
“A-are you okay!?”
She seemed about to collapse, so I caught her.
Had she overheated? Then, in a frail whisper:
“…I-I’m sorry… I’m sorry… Being in the bath was just coincidence… but I wanted to tease you, Wofcchi… I’m sorry… But now, really, I beg you… I’m so embarrassed, please let go of me… I’m sorry… please…”
“S-sorry!”
I hastily released her. Then I remembered—we were both stark naked.
What the hell was I doing!?
“Uuuu… so embarrassing…”
“I-I’ll just get out now.”
“No!!”
Chive barked.
Her feverish gray eyes locked onto me.
“Wofcchi, you only just got in.”
“But still—”
“I was the one at fault… so you can’t leave yet.”
“Y-yes ma’am.”
There was a pressure in her voice that left no room for argument.
For a moment, I thought I saw a black beast in armor looming behind her.
“Sit next to me.”
“Eh?”
“You haven’t even washed your body yet, have you?”
“W-well, no, but…”
“It can’t be helped. It was my fault… so this is… punishment… a penalty… I’m the one who tried to tease you, so… if you want to look… you can look as much as you like… at my body…”
W-what…!?
N-no, no way. Absolutely not.
But still, teasing people really isn’t good.
So, with a sense of repentance, I sat down beside her.
Not that I was thinking something like, Now I’ve got a legitimate excuse.
“…This is the first time… a man has ever looked at me like this…”
“And yet you teased me, even if by coincidence?”
“I-I’m sorry…”
“You shouldn’t do that anymore. No—absolutely never again.”
“Yeah…”
“If you pull that on someone else, who knows what’ll happen.”
“I-I won’t! Never again! I’m already so, so embarrassed… ugh, it’s unbearable… I never thought I could feel this ashamed… Usually being naked doesn’t bother me at all, but… just because you’re here, Wofcchi… it’s mortifying…”
Chive curled up, trying to hide herself.
I sighed at her antics and started washing myself.
All the while, I couldn’t help but stay conscious of her sitting beside me, sneaking glances as she quietly washed her hair.
Once I finished, I finally slipped into the long-awaited jar bath.
I sank into the black jar. Ahhh, this was it.
“…Phewww.”
“Ahhh, so nice~.”
Her voice came from next to me. She must have gotten into the white jar.
I glanced over for just a second—and our eyes met squarely.
Her cheeks slowly flushed red as she averted her gaze.
I turned away too, suddenly self-conscious.
“…Hey, Wofcchi.”
“Y-yes?”
“…You’ll keep today a secret, right? Please?”
“Of course.”
I mean, what possible benefit would there be in telling anyone?
If anything, I’d be the one condemned.
“If the witch found out… she’d pickle me in herbal tea…”
“…”
What the hell does pickle in herbal tea even mean?
Chive muttered in a shy, embarrassed tone:
“If you keep quiet… then I’ll choose you, Wofcchi…”
“Like I said, I won’t tell anyone.”
Choose me?
The thought nagged at me. She said she wanted to tease me, but I felt like that wasn’t the truth.
When I came in, she probably panicked and couldn’t think of any way to get out, so she said what she did.
Still, she was the one sneaking in without telling anyone. That much was on her.
Even so—what a day this turned out to be.