Chapter 459: Jashin-chan Molts!
"So strange!"
"I've clearly already taken a bath, but my whole body still feels itchy..."
Her hair half-tied in ox horns and wrapped in a white bath towel, Jashin-chan came downstairs scratching non-stop as she walked, her face written full of distress.
Ryohei glanced at her, turned his head, and translated for Yurine: "Jashin-chan says her skin is itchy and wants you to help her scratch the itch."
—Simply a god-tier translation!
"Mn? Is that so?"
Yurine cooperatively looked towards Jashin-chan.
"Like hell it is!"
Already in a bad mood and somewhat irritable, Jashin-chan's small face turned dark. She gritted her teeth, glared viciously at this couple who did no human deeds, and said crossly:
"Are you two intentionally picking a fight? Especially you, Servant..."
Her gaze locked onto Ryohei. She clenched her fists, crouched down, and struck a posture of gathering strength to jump. However, right at this moment—
Riiip—!
The skin on her verdant green snake tail suddenly split open with a gash, instantly attracting the attention of everyone in the living room.
"Ara—!"
"Jashin-chan's skin cracked open!"
Second widened her large eyes and let out a cute exclamation.
"So that's it... It's already that time!"
Jashin-chan froze for a moment, looked down at the split skin on her tail, revealed a look of sudden realization, and stood straight up again.
"Are you..."
Sitting cross-legged on the sofa, Minos cast a surprised gaze:
"Are you going to molt?"
As childhood friends, Minos naturally knew some things about Jashin-chan.
For example—molting!
"Molt?"
Yurine looked at Minos in surprise, then turned to Jashin-chan, her gaze falling on her tail.
"Jashin-chan still has this 'setting'? That's actually quite reasonable..."
After all, she's a snake; it's very normal for her to molt!
"I've also molted before, a long, long time ago." Lucoa crossed her plump, long legs wrapped in black tights, pointed at herself, and took over the conversation in a storytelling tone.
"+1."
As her full sister, Pekola naturally wasn't an exception.
"Ah—! By the way..."
Seeming to think of something, Minos raised her hand and pointed to the silver-white cow horns on her head:
"My horns fall off once every thousand years, and before they grow back, I turn into a cat-eared maid."
She also had a setting similar to molting!
"Cat-eared maid?"
Ryohei's ears twitched, and he looked over curiously—he remembered there seemed to be such a plot in the original work...
"Yes!"
Minos wagged her tail, smiled brightly, and said: "I grow cat ears and a cat tail, and my personality also changes, leaning towards the direction of a maid... This lasts for about a week."
"That's not scientific at all!" Yurine looked at Minos with a face full of shock.
"It's not magical either!"
Second's shock was no less than hers.
"Does the Minotaur tribe have such a 'setting'?" Lucoa held her full chest with one hand, rested the other hand on top, tapped her fair cheek with her fingertip, and looked completely confused.
"Not in my impression," Pekola said airily.
A trace of doubt also flashed in the eyes looking at Minos—Could it be her bloodline is impure?
"In our family, only I am like this."
｡(^▽^)ゞ
Minos raised her hand, scratched the back of her head, and said in a brisk tone:
"The first time I turned into a cat-eared maid, it really gave my old man and the others a scare! They even did a lot of check-ups, suspecting whether I had a genetic mutation or had been cursed by someone."
"I can imagine..."
Ryohei paused for a moment, shifted the topic, and asked: "When is the next thousand years?"
"Are you very curious, Ryohei-kun?"
A gentle smile hung on Yurine's face, but her small hand reached for the soft flesh at Ryohei's waist.
"Aren't you curious?"
Ryohei grabbed her hand and asked back.
"Uh... I am quite curious." Yurine told the truth.
A Minotaur suddenly turning into a cat-eared maid or whatever, it felt unbelievable just thinking about it. She really wanted to see it.
"Mmm..."
Minos folded one arm across her chest, pinched her fair chin, pondered for a moment, and said uncertainly: "I think it's this year?"
"I don't remember clearly; I didn't deliberately memorize this... If there's a margin of error, it's within the next few years."
"Such a coincidence?" Yurine looked over with a face full of surprise.
Holding her hand, Ryohei was already pondering stuffing a few sets of maid outfits into his storage space; maybe they would come in handy sometime soon.
If Minos turned into a cat-eared maid—
Just imagining it, Ryohei felt it would be amazing!
—It would be just like getting a new little lover!
"..."
The topic of the cat-eared maid ended, and everyone's gaze returned to Jashin-chan.
When Ryohei looked over, she had already hooked her fingers into the edge of the split skin, lifting and expanding it. Right now, sitting on the sofa, she was pulling the skin on her tail down as if taking off pants.
—The process of molting was truly surprising!
"I hate this—! Can't you guys have some sense of boundaries? Especially you, Servant, where are your eyes looking!"
Jashin-chan suddenly blushed, stopped her molting movements, turned sideways with a shy face, and hugged the bath towel tightly to her chest.
"What the heck are you blushing for!"
Ryohei subconsciously roasted, withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, and said: "If you don't want others to look, don't do this kind of thing in the living room; go back to your own room!"
"Exactly!"
Yurine chimed in, perfectly exemplifying "the wife follows the husband's lead."
"I want to finish molting as soon as possible... It's very itchy!"
Jashin-chan wore an expression of "Do you think I enjoy this?", stated her reason, paused, and continued: "In short, everyone stop looking at me—even I get embarrassed at times like this!"
After saying this, she bent down and continued to deal with the "snake slough" on her tail.
"I completely don't understand your sense of shame!" Ryohei roasted with his eyes closed.
"I don't need you to understand this!"
What? Do you still want to understand my sense of shame and make me act shy?
Jashin-chan grumbled internally, forcefully ripped the "snake slough" off her tail, put it aside, and let out a long sigh of relief:
"This feels much better!"
Of course—only the tail part!
"Are you done?"
Ryohei turned his head sideways, aiming his ears in Jashin-chan's direction, not rushing to open his eyes.
"No, there's still the upper body."
Jashin-chan untied the bath towel on her body, preparing to deal with the "snake slough" on her upper body in one vigorous effort.
"You're so slow!"
Ryohei roasted.
"Do you think molting is such an easy process?"
Jashin-chan replied crossly.
Honestly, if you're not the one experiencing it, you absolutely can't appreciate the hardships involved!
"When I molted, it was quite silky smooth; it was done in an instant."
Lucoa, hugging a throw pillow in her arms, looked at Jashin-chan, who was puffing and panting while putting all her effort into molting, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.
"Me too," Pekola said in a cool voice.
"Then I truly envy you guys!"
"Speaking of which—"
Yurine glanced at Jashin-chan, who was molting as if "taking off clothes." Speechless for a moment, she raised her hand, supported her forehead, and said: "My impression of the word 'molting' has changed."
"Hmph—! Ignorant human, are you dumbfounded? Didn't expect it could be like this?"
Jashin-chan talked trash while molting.
"Not at all. To be honest, I'm a bit speechless, and also a tiny bit disgusted."
"I think so too."
Second smiled and added a stab.
"What!?"
Jashin-chan was furious!
She raised both hands above her head, freed her head, and glared angrily at Yurine and Second.
"You two guys... actually dare to insult me!"
When her hands were also freed, Jashin-chan put the upper body "snake slough" aside, stood up, clenched her fists, looked at Yurine, and then looked at Second.
"Second, I'm going to kill you!"
She decisively pounced towards Second!
—Perfectly exemplifying "bullying the weak and fearing the strong"!
"..."
Ryohei opened his eyes, only to see Minos hugging Jashin-chan, saying "Alright, alright," trying to smooth things over.
But Jashin-chan seemed to get even more fired up, waving her fists, struggling to charge at Second, who had gone to Yurine's side seeking asylum.
"Minos, let her go, let her come over."
Yurine stood up, rolled up her sleeves, revealing a section of her snow-white, lotus-root-like arm, and rubbed her hands together eagerly.
Minos turned her head, looked at Yurine, uttered an "Oh," and let go of Jashin-chan.
Jashin-chan immediately looked at Minos in disbelief—
Wait, you really let go!
"..."
The most terrifying thing is when the air suddenly becomes quiet!
(￣y▽￣)~*
Sitting on the single sofa, Lucoa covered her mouth and snickered. The corners of Pekola's lips also curled up.
"Alright, stop messing around."
Ryohei spoke up to smooth things over, pulled Yurine, and made her sit down.
He turned his head, looked at the "snake slough" Jashin-chan placed on the sofa, and asked: "How are you going to deal with this shed skin? Throw it away?"
"How could I possibly throw it away!"
Jashin-chan took the opportunity to change the subject. She put both hands on her hips, lifted her head high, and said: "The shed skin of our tribe are all treasures, capable of making high-level magic potions. I'm going to sell it!"
"Actually going to sell it!" Ryohei was greatly surprised.
"Hmph, making a fuss over nothing!"