Volume 2 - CH 7

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“Go take a hot bath first.”

I followed the priestess’s words and took a shower.

Well, surely, the best way to get close to the minister’s daughter would be to enter the premises and meet her personally.

That way, it would not be impossible to set her up.

No, no, no, this is absolutely impossible.

I knew it. That woman is not right in the head.

Yes, let’s reject this properly. I must reject it.

As I made up my mind to do so, I heard the door to the shower room open behind me.

When I turned around, I saw the female warrior standing there, looking embarrassed in her nude state.

“What are you doing?”

I asked her as she looked down.

“I… I… I will wash your back.”

The female warrior says this with her eyes squeezed shut and stuttering all over the place.

If you are this embarrassed, why do it in the first place?

“Nope. Pass. Don’t need it. I’m not a child who can’t wash himself.”

I was trying to be kind, but maybe it triggered something in her? Suddenly, the female warrior glared at me and started strutting toward me.

Oh no, if she violently attacked me in this state, I would be mortally wounded without being able to fight back.

The next thing I knew, I felt not the hard blows of a warrior but the softness of a late teenage girl.

“S-soap, lend me your soap.”

It seems that the female warrior went around my back and was gently touching my body.

I handed her the soap from behind, and she lathered it up and began to wash my shoulders with awkward hand motions.

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Her bare hands were washing my shoulders, so it was strangely ticklish.

“I-I’m done here. Next, the front.”

She said this to me as if she was embarrassed by the fact that we were completely naked and standing close to each other.

I decided to let her carry on. However,

“Mmuu!”

“W-what’s wrong?”

This woman still doesn’t realize it.

What’s happening here is that she’s trying to force herself to reach and wash my entire front area from behind, so we were in the state where she was hugging me, and her bouncy boobs were being squeezed at my backside.

“Nuh-uh! Hmmm!”

“H-hey, are you okay?”

No, I’m not okay.

After all, her boobs are not in a normal state right now; they have soap on them.

So much so that my cock perked up toward the ceiling as her tits slid slimily down my back. If yo u a re ab le to rea d th is me ss age, y ou are rea di ng fr om an unau thor ized agg regat e sit e. Re ad at m y Wo rdPr ess at stabb in g wit h a sy rin ge. hom e. bl og to sup por t me and my tra nsla ti ons.

Crap, this is not good.

I turned my head back and saw the female warrior looking at me with concern.

She looks like a pretty doll as ever.

To the point that I want to stick my dick in her right now.

But I can’t.

Having sex here is drastically different in meaning from having sex the day before yesterday.

The day before yesterday, we still had a certain amount of formalities, but having sex here today means that the female warrior and I are genuinely attracted to each other.

If that were to happen, this overly presumptuous female warrior would not be able to leave me.

Of course, if I were to choose, I wouldn’t want to part with her, either.

But that would greatly hinder her dream of joining the party of the Hero.

So, I will endure. I have to endure.

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When I got out of the bath, I was utterly exhausted.

“I’m sorry. I guess there was something wrong with the way I washed you.”

The female warrior says so demurely.

I had to put all my strength into suppressing my lust for a longest time. Not only because she made sure to scrub every inch of my body, but also because the way she washed me – that is keeping very close contact with my body at all times – was dangerous on so many levels.

“Hey, you.”

The priestess gives me a stern look as I slump down.

“What is it, Miss Priestess?”

“I’m surprised you were able to stand it.”

So you were peeking. I knew it.

“Well, it was only slight… but it improved my opinion of you. At least I can now sleep in peace.”

The priestess’s voice sounded a little gentler than usual as she said this.

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When I opened my eyes, a woman appeared in front of me.

She had black hair in a ponytail and was wearing a sailor uniform.

She was quite a pretty girl.

But I can’t help but notice that she looks a little sleepy.

Behind her was the priestess, combing her black hair.

“Hello, are you a friend of the priestess… wait. Is that me?!”

The woman was my reflection in the mirror.

I recognized it because her mouth movements matched mine.

“Oh, you’re up. I’m almost done. Just wait a bit more.”

“Did you do this, Miss Priestess?”

“Yeah, with makeup and a little magic.”

“No way, you even changed my voice.”

Yes. My dandyish voice had been transformed into the delicate voice of a young girl.

“All right, it’s done.”

I stood up and stretched my entire body.

From all angles, I look like a student at Andersen Girls’ Academy.

“Hmmm, I hate to say this, but this could certainly work.”

Or rather, isn’t this pretty much the archetype?

“Hey, hold on a second. Aren’t you forgetting something?”

It was the female warrior who held me back.

“What is it?”

“For me, I think it’s already cute. But there’s still a problem.”

The female warrior then suddenly rolled up my pleated skirt. Thus, men’s trunks-type underwear was exposed.

“Certainly, this is a bad idea.”

The priestess also supplemented in a mysterious tone.

“Shall I go out and buy some?”

Is that really necessary? Not that I abhor it. I mean, I have a crazy resistance to women’s underwear. Th is ch ap ter tra nsla tion is mad e po ss ib le by st ab b ing wit h a sy ri nge tran sla tio ns. Che ck on ly up-t o-d ate tra nsl atio ns on my Wo rdpre ss sit e.

Totally not because I wore some when I was young for… research purposes.

“No, that won’t be up to it.”

After the priestess stops the female warrior, she puts her hand under her priestess uniform.

Then, as she put her hand on her underwear, it slid down her slender legs, the left leg first, then the right leg, until it was taken off entirely.

“Here.”

“Here, my foot!”

I was seriously worried about the priestess’s head as she offered her own underwear.

“What? You don’t need to hold back. This is my show of respect for your guts and willingness to cross-dress for the sake of your business.”

I’ve been told not to hold back.

That said, it is impossible not to take it when you tell me this much.

I took the pale, blue-striped, delicately decorated priestess’s underwear and slowly put it on.

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“As expected, it’s tight. No, it’s tight as hell.”

Also, I can still feel the priestess’s warmth…

“Well, either way, it’s done now.”

“Wait a minute.”

As the priestess declared the completion of the project with satisfaction, this time, it was the female warrior who held her back.

“What is it this time?”

“You can’t leave him like this.”

The female warrior pointed to my crotch.

There was a cock there that was so erect you could see it even through the pleated skirt.

“You pervert, having the guts to do something like this in front of us.”

“Don’t be absurd. It’s a natural reaction from feeling the warmth of a beautiful woman through her underwear.”

“I should have said this before, but don’t give up so easily. You are the one I have chosen, and I know you can do it.”

“Miss Priestess… okay, I understand. Uoooooo.”

I managed to make my stiffness subside with my strong mentality.

Then, applause broke out from the women, together with “Yay, yaaay!” sounds coming about. I wonder if I’m being a spectacle to them.

Well, they’re both weirdos. Both of them.

“Well, how about now? I guess we’re done?”

“Yeah, I don’t have any more complaints.”

This time, the female warrior finally gave the okay sign.

“I have already informed the president of Andersen Girls’ Academy that you will be transferring tomorrow, so go ahead and fight to your heart’s content.”

“Oh, come on, you mean I’m really going to be a female student?”

“Of course. The school is strictly forbidden to anyone other than those who are related to the school. And don’t worry about submitting your family register. I have exempted you from this requirement on my authority.”

In other words, I was to be a female student officially starting tomorrow.

It was a totally unexpected turn of events.