I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

Hot springs, it immerses itself in various potent waters and takes body fatigue with a wide and open view. Exactly, I'd say Japanese hearts.

But why am I so tired coming to the hot springs? Not even in the water yet......

I was terribly tired of only thinking I was coming to kill reason, to sponge and wash Ain's body, the strongest ambush.

But... but it is. I got over it. It was definitely the most powerful class of trials ever, but I still fought through it.

When I say this, I may be beaten up by Buddhist officials for running away, but I think I can enlighten and enlighten now. I kind of feel like I've seen the other side of consciousness since about the second half.

Well, most of all, now that it's over, I'm stunned by Ain's feeling that stays on my body...

All my body was washed and I was finally able to soak myself in the water. The rather dark cloudy water is slightly heated and smudges into the tired body.

"Huh."

Hot springs are good after all. I never had a chance to go to college alone, but I seem to like hot springs a lot.

Thanks to having survived an unusual trial earlier, I can mentally afford it now. I may just not be able to afford to think about the details because my spirit is worn out......

"... Yes! It's for Kite!

"... yeah?

"Duck toys!

"... Oh, thank you"

Chlo gave me a toy for kids to float in the bath and play with. Oh, speaking of which, were Crowe and Mr. Isis playing while you waited for me?

If you look closely, Crowe had a yellow duck and Mr. Isis had a white duck in front of him.

"... my duck... is the strongest"

"Well, I didn't lose mine either!

I don't think it's a toy for competing for strength or anything like that... well, it soothes something, okay?

Watching Crowe and Mr. Isis doing Wye, I see the toy Crowe gave me earlier.

Mine's brown and a little slimmer than the Clos'... isn't this' geese 'instead of ducks?

"Dear Kite, would you like some alcohol?

"Huh? Oh, thank you. I'll have it."

Relaxing and looking at the crocodiles, Ain approached me with an obon floating in the water. On top of Bomb is Virtue and Pork Mouth...... oh, good. I know, Mr. Boulder Ein.

When I thanked him and then took the pork mouth, Mr. Ain poured me liquor in a flowing motion.

Careful not to overflow, I took a sip and it seemed to stain my mouth to throat, throat to stomach with a dry, strong yet refreshing palate, which was delicious.

"... it's delicious. Is that sake?

"Yes, I made it in the hope of Noyne, but I thought it would fit the mouth of Master Kate in the same world, and I prepared it"

I see, does Mr. Noyne like sake even when it comes to alcohol... it looks good on him.

"Chromium-sama, Isis, Chartier."

"Thanks ~ Ain"

"... thanks"

Crowe and Isis moved in here when Ain took the new boobs out of nowhere.

It was a glass of wine and a regular glass that was on the bowl for Mr. Crowe and Isis.

"Clo is wine?

"Yeah. I don't really like spicy drinks, and you prefer wine."

"What about Mr. Isis?

"... I... don't like alcohol... so... juice"

Hmm, you have your own taste. What about me? I like any liquor, but I don't think I can smell it.

Or, well, that's fine...

"... Alice, how long have you been diving?

……

What bothers me is Alice, who is still diving...... so much so that the accident earlier seems to be pulling its tail, she hasn't even returned a reaction.

"... I didn't pay enough attention either, sorry. My apologies. I'll be back for dinner."

……

"I get it. That's all right. Come on out."

Speaking of luxury for dinner, only a hand with three fingers stood out of the water. I recognize that as a three-meal luxury, and I answer that I don't mind.

Then Alice slowly approached us, putting out 'just up through her nose' from inside the hot tub.

Alice moves closer to us, and her face appears completely immersed in water under her chin. The face was bright red enough to tell, the blue eyes were loose... and I thought she was a little cute unconsciously.

"... Ugh, I was scratched. Take responsibility, Mr. Kite."

"... there's a lot of scratching in your speech, but before you do..." Ducks are landing, you "

……

What a coincidence, Alice had a yellow duck floating around her face earlier, and now she's riding it right over Alice's head.

Pointing that out, Alice silently removed the duck from her head and sank it from her nose down into the water again. Apparently, he was embarrassed.

Among the members who are here now, they are unwittingly smiling at Alice's reaction, which in a way can be described as fresh...

"Good girl."

"Hey!?

On my leg stretching out in the hot tub, Crowe came on as normal.

What are you doing Cro!? No, I do have a lot of riding on my knees lately... but how many times does riding with clothes and riding naked have a different destructive power... oh no, it's soft... not!?

"Eh heh, with Kate."

"Ku, Kuro, Oh, Get Down..."

"... sloppy... me too..."

"Mr. Isis!?

Anyway, trying to get Crowe off his knees, he moved his hand toward Crowe, which did not have a pork mouth, but earlier that hand was grabbed by Mr. Isis.

Mr. Isis holds it in my arm as it is, and its soft, subdued body snuggles perfectly against my arm.

Ya suck!? I was trying to calm down a little bit because of this, but again like this... and there's Mr. Ain on the other side, and there's absolutely no room for me to move.

With his head about to boil, he moved his body slightly so that it would creep... but it causes further itself.

"Hih!?

"Huh? Oh, sorry!?

"Ka, Mr. Kite!? How dare you humiliate me!

"Yes, no, not with the waza..."

A moving leg touched something puny and soft, and shortly afterwards Alice moved her body in a vicious motion.

The foot position, Alice's reaction and words, I mean, my foot just touched... yes, no, no! Don't think!?

None! No heart...

"Yeah? Oh, maybe you want to ride Chartier, too?

"To? Mr. Crowe? What..."

"Fine. Kite has long legs, and she has proper space... ho"

"Mia!? Ku, Mr. Kro!? Let go of me. No, no..."

With the words of Chro, the soft feeling touching the feet increases. Shit, shit......

"... um, Chartier... maybe my breasts are bigger than mine..."

"Hih!? I don't know where you're touching me, Mr. Crowe! No, no, no, no..."

A dementia that plays out on your feet. The spirit of being shredded... Somebody, help me...

Dear Mother, Father - I don't know, this whole time really, my reason may be the limit too. No, rather, either my reason takes its limits first, or my boiling head lets go of consciousness... Either way - it's octave blocked.