Chapter 62: I Tried Giving Kemololi a Bath

I bought two skewers each of grilled dried fish and sausages from a street stall and returned to the church. Since Ifera Skie was missing and both Lucia and Kemololi eat lightly, I went with two of each. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Lucia and Kemololi had already returned to the church ahead of me.

They seemed to have been watching the chicken coop in the courtyard.

"...?!"

The moment Kemololi noticed me, she flinched and hid behind Lucia’s leg.

...Why?!

Then she peeked out just her face from behind Lucia’s calf, puffing up her nose while staring at me. Her little black bean-like nose twitched.

"W-what’s wrong, Kemololi...? Why are you in full small-animal maximum-alert mode?"

"...?! Masaharu-san’s voice is coming out even though Masaharu-san isn’t here?!"

"...Oh, right. You couldn’t tell because I was in Medjed mode. Masaharu mode, change!"

I pulled my head out through the neck hole and put on the robe normally.

"It’s Masaharu-san!"

Kemololi jumped out from behind Lucia and clung to my leg.

So cute. I feel like teasing her.

"Medjed mode, change!"

I put the robe back on and poked only my eyes out through the neck hole again.

Then I crouched down to match her eye level.

Twitch.

Kemololi trembled all over and slowly backed away with her short legs.

"M-Masaharu-san suddenly disappeared..."

She clung to Lucia’s calf and started shaking.

I showed my face.

"It’s Masaharu-san!"

I hid my face.

"Masaharu-san disappeared!"

I showed my face again.

"It’s Masaharu-san!"

This is fun...

I could play with her forever, but the skewers I bought will get cold.

"I bought lunch, so let’s eat."

We headed to the small hut where we had breakfast.

I was planning to eat there, but as soon as I picked up the bread, I left the room.

The kitchen/dining hut still smelled of piss. It wasn’t noticeable in the morning, but now that the sun had risen and it had warmed up, the smell was impossible to ignore...

The guest bedroom we were borrowing and even what seemed to be a confessional room all reeked of urine.

Just what is going on with this church? Everywhere except the main sanctuary smells like piss. For now, I left the windows and doors wide open.

I thought about eating in the courtyard, but it was full of wild birds and stank of animals.

In the end, the only room that didn’t smell was the congregation seating area inside the sanctuary.

In front of the pews was a prayer stand, and on the wall was a statue of the goddess. It was probably Lalum-sama. Like a Venus statue, her clothes were slipping off, giving her a rather erotic feel.

Eating while being looked down upon by a goddess statue felt a bit disrespectful, but Lucia said...

"This is Lalum we’re worshipping here, right? She won’t get mad if we eat in front of her statue."

"Even if I’m thinking stuff like ’Looking at Lucia eating that sausage, that tiny mouth probably couldn’t handle a dick,’ I still won’t get punished?"

"Nope."

"I see. Hey, Lucia, don’t you have your own church?"

"...No."

"Why not? Isn’t there a Lucia religion? I’d join."

"I’m still young... I’m the youngest child of the gods, and my appearance age is almost the same as my actual age..."

"Ahh, yeah. Your skin is super smooth and plump."

That’s why I don’t really feel any divine aura from Lucia. She just feels like a younger girl.

If a Lucia religion ever gets founded, I bet her statue will be shaped like a vagina or something. Japan has weird stuff like that too.

Even after eating, we still had plenty of time left in the afternoon break. I might be wrong since we’ve only been here a few days, but I think the bells in Monvan ring every two hours. There should still be over an hour until the bell that ends the lunch break.

So we decided to wash Kemololi.

To be honest, Kemololi is somewhere between smelling good and smelling bad.

It feels really rude to say a girl smells, and I’m sorry, but no matter how you look at it, it’s hard to call it a nice scent.

It’s that addictive natural beast smell, or maybe just the smell of a pet that hasn’t been washed.

And I’m the same way. Even though this robe is borrowed, I’ve gotten hard multiple times and stained the lining with precum, and I’ve even ejaculated while wearing it. Plus last night I fell into Lucia’s puddle of piss and wiped it up. I can’t return it like this, so washing is a must.

For now, let’s start with Kemololi.

Since pouring cold water on her would be too chilly, I had Lucia warm up some water I drew from the well with her magic.

"Kemololi, get in the bucket."

"Eh?"

"Come on."

"..."

She just smiled and refused to get in.

Ahh, right. Dogs and cats usually hate baths too.

"Don’t worry, you won’t drown and it’s not hot."

"B-but..."

Grab.

I reached behind Lucia and lifted Kemololi by her armpits.

"N-no! Stop! Lucia-san, help!"

"Understood."

Grab.

Lucia snatched Kemololi away from me.

"...Lucia. Hand her over."

"She’s not here?"

Lucia looked behind her and hid Kemololi with her small body.

"She’s right there."

"You won’t do anything mean, right?"

"Of course not. Do you really think I’d do anything bad to a girl?"

"Okay."

"Waaah! Help meee!"

Kemololi flailed her legs wildly, but I forced her into the bucket.

"Stay still...! Damn, the bucket’s too small, she won’t fit easily."

"No! Stop it!"

"Come on, I’ll be gentle. Don’t be scared."

"Nooo! I don’t want this! It’s scary..."

"Even if you say no, look, you’re already this wet."

"N-nooo~"

"Stay still. It’ll feel good soon."

Clang.

Kemololi thrashed and hit her hand on the edge of the bucket.

"Ouch! It hurts!"

"There’s no blood, so you’re fine. It only hurts at the beginning."

"Ah... ah...!"

"See? It’s already this deep inside. I’m putting it all in."

"Nn... ah..."

"Come on, stay still. Close your eyes and count numbers. It’ll be over soon."

"Ah... ah... fuu... fuu... haa~... It’s warm and feels nice..."

"See? It wasn’t scary, right?"

"Yeah... I didn’t know taking a bath felt so good..."

Kemololi narrowed her eyes and sank deeper into the warm water, leaving only her eyes and nose above the surface.

"..."

What is this déjà vu? I’ve seen this before.

A creature soaking in the bath looking totally relaxed.

Long fox-colored fur, small black eyes...

Cute face, short limbs...

Ah...!

"Kemololi, you’re a capybara beastman!"

"Capi... bara?"

"I’ve seen this. That viral video on the internet..."

The sight of Kemololi soaking comfortably in the bucket looked exactly like the capybaras I’d seen in those videos.

I’m not planning to put her on display, but if I ever open a zoo, she’d definitely be a star.

"I might be wrong, but it just clicked for me. Kemololi is a capybara beastman..."

"Is that so? People just called me a mixed-breed beastman... What are capybaras good at?"

"Uh?"

"I want to know my specialty so I can be useful to Masaharu-san, just like how Ifera Skie-san is good at running."

"What capybaras are good at...?"

What are they good at again?

All I know is they like hot springs, they’re an invasive species that wasn’t originally in Japan, and they’re popular mascot characters.

More importantly, is it okay for a capybara beastman to exist in a medieval European-style fantasy world? If capybaras aren’t European animals, wouldn’t that be a potato police case?

"Sorry. I can tell you look like a capybara, but I don’t really know much else."

"I see..."

"But don’t worry about it. Being cute is more than enough!"

"...But."

Lucia gently stroked the dejected Kemololi’s head.

"Cute... ...?"

Lucia’s eyebrows lowered.

"Her wet fur is all clumpy and doesn’t feel nice..."

"Well, once she gets out and dries off, you can pet her as much as you want."

"Mhm. I will."

I also reached into the bucket and stroked Kemololi’s butt.

"I see. Yeah, wet fur really doesn’t feel great to touch."

"I’m sorry..."

"Don’t worry about it. Once you’re dry, let me pet you a lot."

Splash.

Now clean and warmed up, Kemololi climbed out of the bucket.

She was completely naked after the bath, but since she’s always naked, there was zero eroticism.

She’ll get dirty easily while wet and might catch a cold, so I need to dry her quickly.

Oh, right. I have my wind-pressure masturbation skill.

If I use it for daily life purposes and advertise it as a dryer, maybe I can get a good score on the skill test?