“This? Eri made this bento for you today, Master.”
As she carefully unwraps the cloth, the bento box reveals itself. That reminds me of the message.
‘I think she mentioned making gimbap and inari sushi, right?’
Gimbap, inari sushi.
Either one reminds me of the food my mom used to pack for my picnics as a kid.
Olivia brought a similar bento for cherry blossom viewing.
“I made your favorite gimbap and inari sushi.”
Clatter.
Nishizawa Eri opens the lid of the bento box.
Inside are pork cutlet gimbap, tuna mayo gimbap, and plain gimbap, all neatly arranged.
Opening the second bento box reveals fruits like pineapple, orange, and apple arranged tidily.
A typical Korean picnic bento.
It looks just like the ones my mom used to make.
“I wanted to sit in the park and eat together with you, but…”
Nishizawa smiles bitterly.
Seeing her like that makes a guilty conscience poke at me.
“Well, at least it didn’t get wet in the rain. It was worth it for Eri to hold it tight!”
She smiles and offers me a piece of pork cutlet gimbap with her chopsticks.
“Master. Ah~.”
She looks at me with sparkling eyes.
Alright, I decided to endure the embarrassment today, so here goes nothing.
Suppressing the cringe, I accept the pork cutlet gimbap she offers and take a bite.
“How is it, how is it? Is it good? It’s packed with Eri’s love, you know?”
Nishizawa says while gazing at me like a flower.
Even though it got cold, true to the setting of being the best cook among heroines, her pork cutlet gimbap was really delicious.
Way better than most Korean gimbap shops.
Honestly, even tastier than the gimbap Olivia made.
“…It’s good.”
It brings back memories of the bento my mom made during old picnics.
They say all sons become filial once they leave home, but being in another world makes me miss my parents continuously.
My mood sinks a little.
In my ear, I can hear Nishizawa’s voice.
“I’m glad it’s good! Hehe. I was a bit worried since it was my first time making Korean food… It was worth it for Eri to protect the bento from the rain! Here, try the inari sushi and tuna mayo gimbap too! Ah~.”
Once again, she presents more food to me.
Braving the embarrassment and accepting everything she offers, the bento box finally comes to an end.
“I ate well.”
“Thank you for enjoying it, Master.”
Clatter.
Nishizawa closes the lid of the empty bento box.
Shut the lid.
“I ate, so now I need to wash up. You go to the bathroom first.”
Feeling all sticky from the rain.
I really need to wash.
Of course, we can’t bathe together, so it’s a turn-based system.
“No! I want to wash up later, Master can go in first.”
Nishizawa puffs up her cheeks.
She’s showing an attitude of absolute stubbornness.
I kindly suggested it thinking about her being wet from the rain, but I have no idea why she’s being so weirdly obstinate about this.
Even though I wanted to treat her well today, her stubbornness in this regard just makes it harder to go easy on her.
“Your body is wet all over; no way. I’m going in first.”
I wave her off and get up.
I take off my clothes and leave them on the shelf by the bathroom door before stepping in.
Shhhhhh.
As I press the shower button, hot water pours down.
Thick steam fills the bathroom.
The stickiness from the rain disappears.
Just when my tension eases and my whole body starts to feel relaxed.
Creeeak.
The bathroom door opens.
What the heck?
“Master♥”
I hear Nishizawa’s voice calling me from behind.
In that instant.
A light novel cliché flashes across my mind instinctively.
The male protagonist taking a bath when the heroine suddenly barges in.
The bathroom service scene that follows is a staple of light novels.
It’s shown up a few times even in the Weakest Hero.
No way is this ridiculous light novel situation playing out for me right now…
“I’ll scrub Master’s back!”
Not a chance.
With a cliched line delivered straight out of the book, the cliché is indeed 100% realized.
This crazy light novel world!
Shouldn’t I take advantage of this somehow?
In the thick mist of water.
Nishizawa is standing there, covering her body with just a thin towel.
My body, which is going through its tumultuous teenage phase without my consent, reacts.
I close my eyes to calm the boiling sensation.
After enduring countless disgusting situations since falling into this crazy light novel world, I can confidently say this is top-tier level of absurdity.
What did I do wrong? Well, sure, I did mess up, but isn’t this a bit much?
Why is it me experiencing what only a protagonist should?
“Master! Don’t you want me to scrub your back?”
Before I realized it, Nishizawa was right beside me, her voice so close.
I open my eyes.
Maybe it’s the humidity, but I can see her soft, moist skin, the white towel sticking to her body, and her beauty gleaming even in the mist.
And then there’s that noticeable red collar around her neck.
Why’s she wearing a collar now?
Honestly, she didn’t need to look that cute.
“What the…?”
“Am I being a bother? I really want to scrub your back, Master…”
Nishizawa droops her shoulders.
Is this the feeling of being manipulated, even knowing it?
I let out a sigh.
“Do whatever you want; just stick to my back.”
“Okay! Leave it to me!”
As soon as I finish my sentence, Nishizawa perks up as if she hadn’t been sulking just moments ago.
She starts creating a mountain of bubbles with body wash and moves behind me.
“Oof.”
Soon, I feel a soft touch from behind.
“I’m going to make Master clean! Hehe.”
Nishizawa hums a strange tune.
With the bubbles, I can feel a squishy sensation on my back.
Nishizawa hugs me from behind as if giving me a back hug.
She whispers in a sweet voice.
“Master, I offered my body and heart to you a long time ago. If you want, I can do more than just scrub your back.”
“It’s been a while since I dedicated myself to you, Master. If you want, I can do more than just massage your back.”
As soon as I heard her words, my body began to simmer with reflexive excitement contrary to my intentions.
I closed my eyes, suppressing the surging bloodlust.
I could feel the unbearably soft sensation continuing on my back.
“Nishizawa. I’m not indulging your antics because you’re cute, so just stick to the back massage while I’m still in a good mood.”
I was clearly in the wrong for putting up with this crazy behavior; it had nothing to do with her being cute.
If it were Olivia, maybe, but what part of Nishizawa was cute?
There was no need to indulge her crossing the line.
Besides, the final boss was wide awake, glaring at me.
To conquer the final boss, Messiah, all heroines, side characters, and that protagonist guy were essential.
To mobilize everyone for the decisive battle, I needed to maintain amicable relationships with all of them.
So, I can’t afford to get too close right now.
Moreover, I am originally supposed to return to my world.
I have to leave someday, so I’m not in a position to take responsibility for anyone.
‘Unless a permanent gate connecting my hometown to this crazy world opens.’
If that happens, of course, I would take responsibility for everyone.
But I can’t hope for such a miracle.
So I need to keep my distance.
“Got it, Master. Heeheehee.”
Nishizawa giggled casually.
Is she really that happy even after being rejected?
Swish, swish, swish.
Her back massage continued.
The soft sensation of towels and bubbles blending together.
I calmed my simmering body with superhuman self-restraint.
“All done! Master! You’re all clean!”
Whoosh.
Nishizawa pulled away from me.
“Ah.”
I let out a low sigh.
“If it’s over, get back to washing up.”
“Understood! Eri is a good slave, so I listen to Master well!”
Thud.
I heard the sound of the bathroom door closing.
I opened my eyes.
She’s gone.
That was a bit too dangerous earlier.
Fatigue came rushing in all at once.
I should wash up and get some rest.
Sighing, I finished my shower with warm water.
*
Just as I spread the bedding on the floor to go to sleep,
“Master! Eri is done washing up!”
Nishizawa’s bright voice rang out.
Knock, knock, knock.
With her twintails undone, the orange hair draped over her shoulders as she lightly dried it with a towel.
Wearing a white robe that hung in the motel, Nishizawa came near me, smiled, and whispered in my ear.
“How do I look in this robe, Master? Isn’t it so sexy? Eri’s not wearing any underwear right now.”
This is absurd.
Why mention not wearing underwear?
I inadvertently glanced at her chest.
Nishizawa’s face turned red upon catching my gaze.
“Ugh, Master must like girls with big chests, right? Huh? Isn’t that the case?”
Nishizawa puffed up her cheeks.
Talk about breasts again.
“Stop babbling nonsense and let’s sleep. I’m tired. Aren’t you tired?”
“Eri wants to sleep next to Master.”
Nishizawa crawled into the bedding spread on the floor.
Sleeping together?
“Why would I sleep with you? We should sleep separately.”
I really want her to stop with this nonsense.
My head is starting to hurt again.
“Fine, if Master orders it, I will sleep separately…”
With her shoulders drooping, she hugged the pillow.
Playing with the bedding on the floor, she said,
“Master, did you spread the bedding and blanket out for Eri’s sake? Eri is so touched.”
“······When I say something nice, go to the bed.”
“The bed? Is Master going to sleep on the floor?”
She tilts her head.
Nishizawa’s eyes widen.
Her face turns pink.
“Don’t make me say it twice, just go if I say go. Ugh. Let’s sleep a bit.”
She points to the pink queen-sized heart-shaped bed.
How am I supposed to sleep alone on such a burdensome bed?
And I’m somewhat used to sleeping on the floor after a long time in military barracks.
Since I decided to consider Nishizawa today, I’ll stick with it till the end.
It’s not a big deal, but still.
“Alright······. Kind Eri-ling’s Master.”
Nishizawa covers her mouth and laughs.
Ugh.
I get goosebumps all over.
What kind of kind Master?
Without replying, I turn off the lights and immediately lie down, covering myself with the blankets.
Maybe it’s because we’re in a love hotel, but an unnecessarily sweet scent lingers in the air.
Didn’t I almost faint after taking potions since morning? Didn’t I search the rainy Tokyo streets looking for Nishizawa like a madman?
It’s been a tiring day in many ways.
‘I should sleep.’
As soon as I close my eyes, the darkness envelops me.
*
Inside the dark love hotel room.
On the queen-sized bed.
Nishizawa, with wide awake eyes, looks at Kim Deok-Sung lying on the floor.
Soft snoring.
As soon as he covers himself with the blanket, he falls asleep, and Nishizawa carefully gets off the bed.
She pokes Kim Deok-Sung’s cheek with her finger.
“Mmm-nya, mmm-nya······.”
Kim Deok-Sung doesn’t wake up.
Seeing him, Nishizawa smiles.
“Phew. So cute. Master.”
Her face turns pink.
Kim Deok-Sung still doesn’t wake up.
Nishizawa reaches out and brushes his cheek.
“Master. You must have been really tired. You wouldn’t even notice if someone carried you away. Our Master.”
Nishizawa mutters in a small voice.
Kim Deok-Sung, deep in sleep, turns over.
The events from the bathroom just moments ago float in her mind.
Determined to seduce him, she had entered the bathroom wrapped in just a single towel.
With her beauty as a Galaxia Rank beautiful girl, even if her bust size is a bit lacking, she believed she could take down Master.
That’s what she thought.
Nishizawa’s face turns red.
“Master is truly different from other men.”
Her body trembles.
If things had progressed further there, she would have undoubtedly responded.
In Nishizawa Eri’s life, there’s only him.
The title of Master is not an empty phrase.
It’s a word that can only be used because she has truly devoted her body and heart.
Yet her Master, Kim Deok-Sung, remained completely unfazed even in front of the top beautiful girl in the city.
As if he were staring at a rock.
“Today, I fell for Master again. Truly, Master is the most perfect man in the world. The Black Beast who completely captured the heart of a Galaxia Rank beautiful girl, the only person Eri-ling can devote herself to······.”
Nishizawa smiles.
But that’s not all.
Today, even though it was a short time, her Master accepted almost all of her actions gently, unlike usual.
He ate the cold lunchbox deliciously, agreed to the outrageous request to go to the love hotel, and even accepted her request to sleep in the same room.
In the end, he even volunteered to sleep on the floor.
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