Chapter 219: And Then, to the Bath
“……..”
Rest made his way to the bath first. After undressing in the changing room and holding a towel in one hand, he opened the door to the bathing area, only to be greeted by a rush of warm, white steam. It seemed that not much time had passed since the water had been heated. Since Viola and Primula had informed him in advance that they would be returning, the servants must have taken the initiative to prepare everything.
“A bath, huh… It’s been a while.”
Though there was a bath in the Development Village, it was a makeshift one created through magic. It felt like ages since he had the chance to soak leisurely.
“Well then… let’s wash up first.”
Rest sat on a bath chair, wetting a towel in the water and lathering it with soap to cleanse his body. Soap did exist in this world, but it was a luxury item that only the wealthy could afford.
(This soap… It has a floral scent and is of such high quality. I haven’t thought too deeply about it, but could it be that the knowledge of a Reincarnator is influencing this?)
Recently, Rest had met a man named Leonardo Gascoigne. Gascoigne referred to Rest as a Reincarnator and hinted that there might be others like him. The idea that there were other Reincarnators besides himself, upon reflection, didn’t seem so strange after all. With games like cards and chess, and items like this soap, remnants of Earth were scattered throughout this world.
“Sorry to keep you waiting, Rest.”
“Thank you for your patience.”
Lost in thought, Rest was suddenly brought back to reality as the door to the bathing area swung open, revealing Viola and Primula. They wore nothing but bathrobes, which left them almost entirely exposed.
“Ugh…”
It wasn’t that they were overly revealing. Compared to swimsuits, they were covered, but still, their body lines were distinctly visible.
(Huh, have both of them… grown in the chest area?)
Rest felt a shiver run down his spine. Both had always had good figures for their age, but now, it seemed their busts had developed even further.
(They are both sixteen, after all… They are still in their growth period…)
“Oh, I see you were washing up.”
“Shall we help you?”
“No… I just finished, so I’m fine.”
Rest quickly rinsed his body and made his way to the bath.
“Oh, what a shame. I was thinking of washing you again.”
“That’s too bad. I actually enjoy washing Rest’s body.”
“Please spare me… Don’t tempt me too much.”
It felt a bit late to be saying this, but in noble society, premarital relations were strictly forbidden. Although Rest often shared a bed and bath with the Rosemary Sisters, they had yet to cross that line.
(Don’t underestimate the desires of a teenage boy. There’s no guarantee I can hold back forever…)
“Ah, well… once we’re married, we won’t have to hold back…”
“Until we graduate from the academy, I suppose. Though, I hardly attend anymore.”
The three of them were technically students at the Royal Academy. However, due to the civil war and the development efforts, they had hardly participated in any classes, making their status little more than a title.
“Once we graduate, we should have the wedding right away.”
“I’m looking forward to it. Shall I start arranging the dress?”
“Primula, you really are too hasty. What if your size changes?”
“Oh, right. I can’t afford to gain weight.”
“……..”
The two of them chatted happily as they removed their bathrobes and began washing their hair and bodies, their voluptuous figures glistening with soap.
Graduation meant marriage. The reality of Rest’s position as a fiancé was becoming more tangible.
(Well, since they are my fiancées, that’s only natural… I feel honored, and I have no complaints whatsoever…)
As he soaked in the bath, Rest gazed at the two of them from behind.
(Thinking about it again… It feels like a dream that such beautiful girls will become my wives.)
It had been nearly three years since he first met Viola and Primula when he was fourteen. They were becoming more and more beautiful, their figures improving with each passing day.
(They will surely continue to grow more beautiful… I must thank the gods for allowing me to witness it up close.)
“Well then… I’ve washed up, but…”
“Putting the bathrobe back on is a hassle.”
“Let’s just get in like this.”
“Yes, I agree with my sister.”
“Whoa!”
The two of them shed their bathrobes and entered the bath, completely unclothed.
“This water feels nice, Rest.”
“Excuse me, Rest, may I sit next to you?”
“Ugh… Guh…”
(Can I really endure until we get married…? Just a little over two years left, can I hold out…!?)
As Rest struggled to suppress his overwhelming desires, he silently thanked the gods for the blissful situation he found himself in.