Chapter 239: The Effects of Peach
“I don’t really get how to use the shell. If all I have to do is bury it, it wouldn’t be strange if that Demon Beast was buried in greenery too,” Retze said, tilting his head.
“No, I remember that the Valley of Ribil doesn’t get rain. It might be due to the environment,” Karn replied.
“Hmm. I’ll look into it later. Thanks,” I said, hoping to meet Pal, but I should hurry to the Library.
“Let me know if you find out. I feel like I might never see you again, but I want to keep the information handy. That anemone I thought was useless turned out to be helpful,” Retze laughed.
Once I get some sturdy leather made from heat-resistant material, I should send Retze some work gloves.
“Oh, here’s the Peach Sour Cream Cheesecake,” I said, as I didn’t have anything else at the moment, so this would have to do for today’s gratitude.
I cleared the desk and presented the cake. The peaches on top were soaked in a generous amount of alcohol.
“Oh?” Karn exclaimed, taking a bite and sounding impressed.
“Is it cold?” I asked.
“I chilled it a bit,” he replied.
“Well, I won’t ask how you did it. Just don’t take it outside, okay?”
“Yeah, yeah,” Retze reminded him, not forgetting to put in a warning.
Both of them looked delighted, which was a relief.
“By the way, those peaches now have the Beautiful Skin and Buttocks Effect, so basically, they can’t be taken outside,” I added.
“Buah!” Retze burst out laughing, while Karn froze in place.
“Why would you…?” Karn started.
“While I was making it, the Spirit governing beauty was sniffing around the whole time,” I explained.
“I don’t get it,” Retze replied with a frown, and Karn dismissed it with a wave.
“Do you really think it’s fun to feed something like that to me and Karn? You should give it to Ash instead.”
“All the peaches in syrup turned into that, and even if I distribute them to everyone, there will still be leftovers.”
“Even the jars you brought?!” Retze exclaimed, looking exasperated.
“Come on!” he seemed to be saying.
“Don’t worry, men have their own kind of beautiful buttocks, not peach-shaped ones,” I said with a smile.
“You’re not eating it, are you?!” Karn shot back, avoiding my gaze.
“I want to decide whether to eat it or not after seeing the results. By the way, the peach jam has effects on beautiful breasts and hair,” I said, even though it looked delicious, I couldn’t bring myself to try it!
“You…!”
“Don’t worry, if you don’t use it regularly, the effects are temporary…” I winced as someone tugged at my cheek.
“Really, it’s so smooth. Despite having skin like tanned leather, it’s so moist,” Karn remarked.
“Baylis!”
Karn had started to flirt with a brown-skinned girl!
Baylis, who had appeared out of nowhere, was playfully touching Karn’s neck, collarbone, and upper arm. Karn only called her name once and showed no signs of stopping, standing there like a king.
“Give up on competing,” Retze said, glancing at me with a hint of amusement. Is it my lack of presence that’s holding me back?
“At least Dean is realistic; Chris is the one who’s practical,” he added.
Muscles! Is this about muscles and height? How dare they!
“Please report on the beautiful buttocks,” Baylis said with a giggle.
“Ufu, during bath time,” she laughed, while Karn looked like he had just bitten into a sour lemon.
“You’re using the Spirits wrong,” Karn said, still frowning.
“You should realize you’re off track the moment you used the ‘King’s Branch’ to pick pears and peaches,” Retze added, sounding resigned.
“Is this guy really okay?” Karn asked Retze this time.
“He seems shaky, but he’s getting by with brute force,” Retze replied, and I couldn’t argue with that.
I had gotten carried away with production and ended up causing explosions, activating [Healing] and all sorts of things. I need to be more careful with my experiments.
I found myself wandering my gaze, too aware of my own shortcomings.
“Dean was worried too, so he handed me the responsibility to make sure you don’t just brute-force everything. He said he’d definitely get dragged down otherwise. —I’m getting dragged down quite a bit myself,” Retze admitted.
“I was worried…?” I murmured, recalling how I had treated Dean rather coldly when we first met.
“Your introduction was that there’s a rookie who only pays attention to the doneness of rabbit meat while causing all sorts of trouble,” Retze said.
Damn you, Dean!!!
“Rabbit meat… Have you not grown at all?!” Karn exclaimed.
“The last time I burned it was because I got too caught up in fruit picking, but now I can cook it deliciously!” I defended myself. My first failure was due to other distractions!
“Gene, that’s not it,” Retze said, shaking his head slowly.
“So this is my master…” Karn looked at me with a somewhat ambiguous expression.
“Don’t you have the ambition to stand tall with a sword and establish a nation?” he asked.
“My motto is ‘Comfortably, freely, and without restraint,'” I replied. I’ve already established a nation, but I’ll keep quiet about the mess I’ve made.
Later, I received an unnecessary report from Baylis that my butt looked nice and tight. Well, I did ask for the report.
The peach jam was amusingly devoured by Dean and Chris when they returned, resulting in them ripping their shirts with their chests, having silky hair, and even curling their eyelashes.