"Here you go, big brother."
"Thanks, Sakura-chan."
My empty rice bowl was filled with sparkling, glistening rice. Sakura-chan handed it to me with a slight smile, not quite a full-blown one, and I thanked her and took it.
The meal we were gathered around today was all made by me.
When we headed to the kitchen because I was hungry, we were greeted with a truly horrible sight. The sink was full of remnants of meals. There were cups of instant noodles with cold soup still in them, and empty convenience store bento boxes with only a pickled plum left.
I had woken up a little after 3 PM. Considering it was a late-night snack or lunch, I figured we had eaten about two meals each. This was terrible. It looked like the room of a guy living alone who had gotten lazy with cooking.
I dumped the scattered instant noodle cups and bento boxes into a trash bag and quickly started preparing dinner. Fortunately, thanks to the ultimate healing effect of Avalon, The Everdistant Utopia, I was in perfect condition. And there was plenty of time until the typical dinner hour.
I bought some ingredients at a nearby supermarket, and that's how I was able to make a perfectly balanced meal.
As a "punishment for using a reckless Command Spell on me," Sakura-chan actively helped with everything from shopping to cooking.
When a person is feeling down and has nothing to do, their mood just gets worse and worse. The important thing is to move, even just a little. Just watching her like this, she seemed to brighten up a little.
"Waver looks kind of tired."
"Yeah... I've been supplying Rider with magical energy all day today... I'm exhausted."
"Supplying magical energy all day? Don't tell me...!"
I teased him, knowing what he meant.
"You were xxxx-ing with Rider all day!?"
"Of course not!"
He retorted with a lot of energy.
"And outside, no less--"
"I wasn't!"
"Boy. If you're going to say that much, I shall also have to get in on the action--"
"Stop it, you idiot Servants!"
He looked like he was about to get seriously angry, so I decided to end it there.
"Irregular, what vulgar things to say at the dinner table."
I was scolded by the serious Saber. Even Kayneth didn't say anything, but he didn't seem to have a good impression either. I guess it was a bit much. I like Iskandar's easygoing nature, but I should go with the opinion of the majority here.
"I went out today to recover Rider's magical energy that was used yesterday. I thought it would be more efficient at the summoned leyline, so I stayed there all day."
"This boy, always fussing over unnecessary things."
"Shut up! You were being considerate of me too!"
It seems they were getting along well. That's a good thing.
Iri-san laughed, and Saber also brought her chopsticks to her mouth with a sigh. A harmonious dinner table like this was valuable in and of itself.
Then, Sakura-chan, who was next to me, said,
"Big brother, what does xxxx mean?"
"Bleh!"
"H-hey!"
She asked a ridiculous question. I almost spit out the rice in my mouth, and Waver, who had been bickering with Rider, turned to look at me at high speed.
Saber reprimanded us. However, with today's Sakura-chan, you could only call that a careless move.
"See? Because you two say such things, it's having a bad influence on this child."
"Is it a bad thing?"
"Ah, no, that's not what I mean..."
You fool. You said something unnecessary, and now the focus is on you. With that serious face of yours, you'll be thoroughly flustered!
"It means that it's not good to talk so much during a meal. A little is fine, but there's a limit. As for the meaning of the words... it's best to ask the person who said them."
She passed the killer ball back to me. The innocent eyes that looked at me again were radiating an unconscious murderous intent.
"Uh, well... I don't think it's something for you to know yet, Sakura-chan. It's like alcohol or cigarettes."
"Is that so...?"
"Yes, it is. When you're an adult."
Waver gave me a thumbs-up, as if to say I handled it well. I answered him back with my own.
"Then, how can you efficiently? Give magical energy?"
"Eh, why?"
Sakura-chan was unusually proactive. She was like a different person. I couldn't lie to her with that serious look in her eyes.
"I wonder... I'm not a magus. I think it's better to ask a real Master (Sorry, Waver)."
"Hey! You! (Don't mess with me!)"
It was too late for Waver. I'll pass this demonic baton to you.
"Waver-san, Iri-san, what should I do?"
I accidentally dragged Iri-san into it. I didn't mean to, so I hope she forgives me.
"Hmm. First of all, why do you want to ask such a thing today?"
"I want to be useful to big brother. I got him hurt because of me..."
"So you want to make up for it?"
As expected of Iri-san, a mother. She easily got the reason out of her with a gentle voice.
"But I don't think Sho-kun wants you to fight, Sakura-chan. Right, Sho-kun?"
"That's right. I don't want you to fight with me. I just want you to live a happy life, Sakura-chan."
"Big brother... I understand. I'll try my best in other ways."
It seemed Sakura-chan was convinced by Iri-san's words.
"Sho-kun, you should say these things yourself, too, you know?"
"Ah, yes. I'll be more careful from now on."
She warned me not to mess around anymore. It was scary.
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"Phew~... I haven't done anything today, but I'm tired."
The scene jumped to the bath. They said they would do the cleaning up, so I was enjoying the first bath without any reservations. But how many people here actually have the custom of taking baths?
"But when I think about it, the last person to get in might have all sorts of things from the women dissolved in the water... Gross!"
My own thoughts made me feel sick. Maybe because I was just letting my mind wander aimlessly, it went in a weird direction.
"If I say that, then things from Iskandar and Kayneth are also dissolved in the water... Ugh."
A little stomach acid came back up. A sharp, distinct flavor spread in my mouth. A high school boy's uselessly wild imagination was working in a bad way. Especially the image of Iskandar's muscular body was so vivid. The memory of seeing him at a public bath was a big factor. A lot of things were big.
"I should wash my body and get out---Hm? Is someone in the changing room?"
I saw a small shadow. If I were to guess from the size,
"Big brother, I'll wash your back!"
"Sakura-chan..."
Just as I expected, Sakura-chan opened the bath door and came in. If I had expected it, I wouldn't be that surprised. If Saber had been with her, I was confident I would have let out a scream loud enough to be a neighborhood nuisance. But that wasn't the case.
Since she was still so small, she wasn't wearing a towel. She wasn't even covering herself with her hands. Because of that, her small body was completely visible. On her skin, which had gotten much healthier since she started living with us, there were two small buds. And below that, her belly button. And even lower, a place where not a single hair grew, perfectly closed.
Sakura-chan, on that night, she was touching herself there the whole time, wasn't she? Not timidly, but single-mindedly, as if she had been injected with an aphrodisiac.
(Did you call?)
(I didn't call you, my foolish son.)
It almost started to perk up, but I sternly reprimanded it. What would Sakura-chan think if I got a huge boner while facing her like this?
"Big brother? Have you washed your body already? If not, I can..."
"No, it's fine, Sakura-chan. I can wash myself. I'd rather you try your best at something else..."
I tried to gently turn her down, as Iri-san had told me to. To be honest, if she were older, I wouldn't have refused her, but... Since Sakura-chan probably has little knowledge of such things, I thought it was safer, even if there might be some mistakes.
"But I asked Iri-san, and she said, 'Then maybe you should wash his back'..."
"Iri-san!?"
Why would you say something like that?
No, that's not right. For a child of this age to offer to wash their parent's back is a perfectly normal thing. It's common for little boys to take baths with their moms, and little girls with their dads.
The one who's in the wrong is the adolescent boy who's thinking about it in a perverted way.
"Then, I'll take you up on that."
In that case, I'll welcome her with a parent's heart. This isn't a flag.
"Okay! Leave it to me!"
Her dark face instantly brightened up.
I sat on a transparent chair. I covered my important parts with a towel, guarding myself well. Sakura-chan was frothing up soap with her hands, getting ready to wash.
"Okay, I'm going to wash you now..."
"Ah, you're washing with your hands."
"Eh? Was that not okay?"
"No, no, it's fine. Wash however you like."
I thought she would use a sponge or something. I just had the impression that girls use them. It doesn't really matter to me, so it's fine.
"Unn~sho..."
"!"
My body tensed up for a moment at the first sensation. Her two small palms were on my back... How should I describe it? It was too slippery to be called scrubbing because of the soap, and there was too much force for it to be called tracing. It was a truly unknown sensation.
I had washed Kurumi's back once before, and if I had any feelings like that, it would have been really bad. I can only see a future where I get rock hard at this stage.
If her breasts were pressed against me from behind, and my back was rubbed by a hardened protrusion, I would immediately turn around and push her down. If my rationality could withstand that, I would turn forward. When I lifted the towel, my now completely hard "thing" would be...
(Did you call?)
(I didn't.)
What am I thinking about? I just said I wouldn't think perverted thoughts. But thinking about such things is a sign of relaxation, so it's fine, right? What a complete reversal.
"Hyoa!!"
She stroked my side, and I let out a weird sound. I could hear Sakura-chan's voice from behind.
"Was that ticklish?"
"Ah, yeah. A little."
Of course, I'd be surprised if she suddenly touched me there. A sound like that from a guy... no one would want to hear that. From then on, I decided to endure and not make any weird noises.
"Unnsho, unnsho."
"!"
I'm like a woman trying to hold back a pleasurable sound. That's even more unwanted. But Sakura-chan had absolutely no such intentions. I had to avoid any strange reactions.
"Okay, I'll wash the top part now."
"Go ahead."
Perhaps because I made a weird sound, she made sure to announce where she would wash next. I thought it was finally over. But that relief was short-lived.
"Oh... I can't quite reach...?"
"H-hey, Sakura-chan!?"
Sakura-chan's next target was around my neck. As a result of getting closer and closer, even though she couldn't reach, my back and her belly were now completely pressed together. There was no space between us. The soap, which had been sufficiently frothed up by Sakura-chan's hands, turned her soft skin into a dangerous weapon. Even within all that, there was a clearly different sensation.
"S-Sakura-chan? You should move away a little..."
"It's okay. I can reach."
That's not what I'm talking about.
It's really unfair how she sways her body left and right every time she moves her hands. Every time something a little hard and round rubbed against my back, a shiver ran through me.
As a result,
(You called.)
(Your tone has changed.)
I completely lost.
The white towel formed a perfect tent. But even so, recovery was still possible.
"I'm done."
"Ah, yeah. Thanks, Sakura-chan. Now we're done--"
"Okay, now I'll wash the front."
"That's a bad idea!"
Sakura-chan had no hesitation. This is a really bad idea!
"W-why? Did I do something wrong?"
"It's not that, it's just..."
I can't tell her it's a bad idea because I have an erection, and I don't think she would understand either.
"Okay, I'm going to wash you."
Ah, ignorance is scary!
She quickly moved to the front---and the first thing that caught her eye was, of course, the unnaturally bulging towel.
"?"
She furrowed her brow in confusion and reached for the towel---
"Stop. You don't have to wash there."
"But that's where you p-piss... nnn! It's where you pee, right?"
No comment. I am not commenting on that. Or the fact that she corrected herself, or that her face is red!
"Then you should wash it well and make it clean. My father taught me that."
Tokiomi taught her that? It seems she's okay with saying his name herself.
"Did you take baths with your father?"
"Yes. He would often wash my body for me."
"With your father?"
"Yes. With my older sister. I've also washed his back before."
"Oh, really...?"
Hmph. Tokiomi, hmph.
"So please leave it to me. I'll make it clean."
"Ah, wait a minute."
It was a mistake to be momentarily stunned by that shocking revelation. The last line of defense was removed.
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