Women's World: I am the man with the most OP auxiliary class-Chapter 165: Dinner, Fight under the table, Medicine in a Paper Bag

Chapter 165: Dinner, Fight under the table, Medicine in a Paper Bag

After seeing Professor Rudelle walk out the door of the restaurant/inn I went to take a seat at a large table.

After a moment, the girls and Destan came down.

Even though I wasn’t alone for long, everyone in the restaurant kept staring at me and I was starting to worry.

But when I saw Magen and the others enter the restaurant, I calmed down and let out a soft sigh.

"Vremya, have you ordered dinner yet?" Magen sat next to me quite naturally.

And to my surprise, Xifia sat on my right side and not next to Magen like she always does.

"I haven’t ordered anything for dinner yet."

"And Professor Rudelle?" Dianeira, sitting across from me, asks as she looks around us.

"I’m going out to buy something..."

"What does it matter where the old witch is or where she has gone, let’s order some dinner now Yoo!~"

It’s a good thing they didn’t ask much about Professor Rudelle. I wouldn’t know how to answer...

"Hello girls, I’m Ariel and let me take your order"

A young waiter approached after Magen shouted for some dinner. In this world where gender roles are flipped, it’s pretty common to see cute young waiters boys, and the young waiter who approached our table with a soft smile and winks in his eyes trying to increase the amount of tip he could earn at our table.

But, although everyone sitting at this table is the son of rich and noble families, it is a pity that the young waiter ran into young girls who did not pay attention to him.

Magen focused on only ordering meat dishes with Xifia completing the dishes with vegetable and fruit ingredients telling me that as a boy I shouldn’t eat heavy dishes or I might have nightmares.

Tikshna, as shy as she is, did not look directly at the young waiter and in a low voice could barely order something for dinner.

Kara with a couple of sentences, not to mention a couple of words, ordered a sandwich from this world just like Dianeira.

Destan was super awkward and shy, but the waiter barely glanced at him—probably because he’s a boy and the waiter’s more into the -yuri- vibes around here.

By the way, I really need to ask Destan what’s up with his tastes lately. Is this Nippon guy starting to swing the other way?

In the time it would take to prepare our dinner, I activated my space byakugan to spy on Destan’s system.

[Name: Destan (Commoner [Old Name: Kaito Nakamura]).

Age: 14 years (Age at time of death: 29).

Talent: Gift of the Goddess: Gunblade from Final Fantasy VIII. System on Smartphone, Traveler (Isekai), Family Twins.

Familiar: Gunblade (Growth); Smartphone - Huawei Mate 2 ASCEND 4G (Growth)

Items: Gunblade: Revolver; Portable Space [2x2x2 meters]; Map APP (With GPS); Compass APP; APP Messenger [Name of Letters]; Phone APP [14 Contacts]; APP Camera; APP Gallery; Calculator APP; APP Calendar...

VIT (Vitality): 391

FRZ (Strength): 25

RST (Stamina): 21

MP (Magic Power): 18

ESP (Spirit): 19

RAP (Speed): 17

EVS (Evasion):13

PNT (Aiming): 255

SUE (Luck): 17

Portable Space: Black Iron Forge; Tempered Steel Blacksmith’s Hammer; Tempered Steel Miner’s Pickaxe; Camping Tent; Tinder and Flint; .... ;

Thought: Excited for the legendary second quest of the Vremya mythical group. His strength has grown, which makes him braver when entering combat and he has received recognition from the Royal Guard in the Royal Castle and has mostly overcome fear when facing the invading insects.

In his heart the seed of Pro-Girls-Nari and Trapcon has sprouted and now it is a seedling, feeling excited when he sees the figures of the boys in this world thinking that all the men in this world are really beautiful and make his heart beat but when looking at Vremya it makes him get lost in dreams and illusions...

]

Okay... No need to continue reading.

This boy is still unreliable in his thoughts, but looking at his statistics it seems that he has grown a little more. And it seems that the fight against the aliens that invaded the city helped him grow mentally.

It’s a shame that this spatial ability only works on spying on Destan’s stats and doesn’t work on anyone else. Looking at the girls, I wish I could see what Kara is thinking behind that blank expression she has all the time.

Although looking at Magen, maybe I don’t need to use a special ability to know what he thinks, since unlike Kara, Magen’s face always shows his inner thoughts.

Xifia and Tikshna seem to be normal girls with common thoughts and as for Dianeira... Why is Dianeira looking at me like that?

"Yiiii!~"

"Eh? Pasa algo Vremya?"

"Do you still feel bad?"

"Does your stomach hurt?"

"Maybe you shouldn’t eat too much..."

I looked down while leaning my body forward, almost leaning on the restaurant table. My face was starting to burn.

Everyone at the table became worried again thinking that I still felt bad, all but one person...

Looking up I could see Dianeira’s face in front of me smiling and under the table I could feel the toes of one of her feet!

"No, nothing, just...

...Dinner is coming, hehe"

"Here I bring your food girls exe~ . . ."

The young waiter began to place the plates on the table while smiling at the girls. Although she seems like a young and pretty girl, the fact that I know she is a man gives me a strange chill.

But despite all his efforts to connect with these daughters of prominent and large families, the young waiter had to leave with zero connections. Although the young waiter practically walked past me and only gave me cold looks, I didn’t worry about that at all.

Besides, I was more worried about something else than the waiter boy’s flirting with my girls...

While everyone was paying attention to the dishes that the young waiter brought, no one noticed that my hands were under the table having the hardest fight of my life...

I caught Dianeira’s foot with my left hand, feeling her tiny toes wiggle against my palm I can tell that Dianeira started to attack me with her right foot.

While holding her foot with my left hand, with my right hand I began to tickle the sole of her foot. I could see how Dianeira tried to maintain a calm and serious image, as if nothing was happening.

But seeing his reactions and the trembling of his shoulders I can tell that he is doing everything possible to endure the tickling that I am doing to his foot.

This girl—who knows where she even got the idea—started tickling my legs with her bare foot under the table, suddenly started attacking me by tickling my legs with her bare foot.

Of course, Dianeira did not stay without returning the attack and changed her style from defending to offensive, managing to remove her other boot from her left foot and launch into the attack.

By the time the young waiter finished arranging all the dishes and left with a disappointed look, I had one of Dianeira’s feet trapped between my thighs, squeezing her trying to keep her from moving while I held her other foot with my hands and tickled her.

"Vremya, your face is very red. Don’t you really feel bad?" Xifia seemed to notice my blush and asks me kindly with worried feelings in her voice.

"Does Vremya have a fever? Let’s see...

It doesn’t feel hot..." Magen stretched out his white hand and placed his palm on my forehead.

"Yo..."

"Great! They’ve already ordered dinner...

I’m starving! Waiter, a big jug of wine!!"

"Hey! That’s my plate!! YOO!"

"Let’s go, you can ask for another..."

When I tried to make an excuse, Rudelle’s voice was heard interrupting me and saving me by changing the subject.

I gave Dianeira a look so that we would end the fight in a draw and made to let go of her feet.

Dianeira got the hint, nodded, and slowly pulled her feet back. I let out a huge sigh of relief.

I’m starving, and I started paying attention to the dishes served in front of me.

When I stopped worrying about everything and focused on eating, throwing away everything else, I heard Rudelle’s voice putting me in a bind again.

"I managed to get the medicine you needed Vremya, take it." Professor Rudelle gave me a brown paper bag containing a potion bottle.

"Profe..." I was speechless.

Then the gaze of everyone at the table turned to me again.

"Eh?"

"Medicine?"

"So Vremya does feel bad"

"Vremya..."

"It’s nothing serious...

I’ll go back to my room. "Destan, can you help me get some plates so I can eat dinner after you finish and go back to the room?" When I was thinking of saying that it was just a feeling of discomfort or dizziness from the trip, Suddenly my stomach twisted hard. I grabbed the paper bag and stood up fast.

"Me? Oh! No problem...

Do you want me to come with you now?"

"Nn! No need." Without saying anything else, I left the restaurant and headed towards the stairs. I felt like if I didn’t hurry I could make a red mess in the middle of the inn that I wouldn’t be able to wash for the rest of my life!