It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

It's a night with little wind. You won't even get cold while you're washing your body.

Place the barrel on a stone plate. It is roughly horizontal. Afterwards, I'm worried that the tablet won't crack, but, well, it doesn't hurt to crack. You'd be surprised.

"Wow. Bath? Outside?

Liz asks me how I played it.

"In my hometown, I call it an open-air bath. Doesn't it feel good to soak up listening to the night sky and river spirals?

"Yeah!! Are we all going in?

"I'm going to. I want you to help me, like when Liz was Mr. Teessia, but are you okay?

Honestly, I wonder if that number of followers is tough. I hope your hands aren't rough.

"Mmm. Teach the neighborhood appropriately. It's okay."

Answer with a face that says flush. Well, should I be able to follow it nearby?

When we had that exchange, we came together wondering what everyone was.

"What barrels are you surrounded by, what is this?

Tiana tilts her neck.

"Say bath, right, is that Liz's beautiful secret?

The moment I answer that, the look on the faces of the women clearly changes. My eyes glow and my expression feels slightly obnoxious. Oh, Rossa looks purely hectic. Soothe.

"Tell me. Yeah?

Chat sneaks a hungry wolf and asks in a sober tone.

"It's perfectly fine to teach, but I might not be able to do it a bit when I get back to the village"

Answer that and your face will spread slightly discouraged. But the next moment I come back. Yes, women are happier for a moment than they are now.

"I thought Liz was just sloppy, so maybe I'm super happy? Tell me quickly."

Fia comes at me like she said she couldn't wait.

"I'll leave it to Liz to explain how to use it. I'll be standing by when something happens."

Tell him so, and pour a little hotter water than the right temperature into the barrel.

"Is that it? Liz, what about the scented oil?

"Everyone buys their own."

That's what I heard. The women run to the carriage. Only Rossa is pounding. In it, I get tearful eyes step by step.

"Oh, um... Can it be without fragrance oil? I don't have it."

Well, it was originally a perfume change. Is it any wonder you don't have it?

"Liz, do you have any spare fragrance oil?

"I heard you were supposed to be three months old. Rossa, let's use mine."

That's what I hear, Rossa, turns into a relieved face.

"Thank you. Mr. Liz."

Something is hugging each other like a whisper. That's a lily now. I love it, motherfucker.

In saying this, a group of women gather around the atmosphere of saying something like beast or starving wolf.

By the way, there seems to be no resistance to women seeing each other naked and being seen. Since the operation is operational, there is no problem if it is necessary.

What about heterosexuality? Seems like a case by case when I hear about it. I don't care if it's necessary. Because there are times when medical practice is really necessary.

"Well, I guess we'll start with the fia. Liz, please. Is the amount of vinegar rinse okay?

She replied that she was fine.

By the way, touching heterosexual hair is not as reluctant as Earth, Japan. I don't particularly care for my fiancée either. It happens to be the same at the same level as touching the skin.

I think it's because it's a culture that has a lot of daily contact around here.

Don't dare, I'll wait around for you to hear the noise.

A person holding around, waiting for a bath, illuminating with a lantern. However, I feel it would be brighter without a lantern in this starry sky. One place is bright, but the others feel dark.

Is it sprinkled water or is it pink? I sprinkle it quite a bit.

"Hot, super hot, Liz, hey, wait, breath, breath, here Liz!!

Ah, are you in good shape...... Well, I was silent, so I guess cleaning mode......

"My head, it's super xyxy, but are you sure you're okay?

I hear something worrying me. Subsequent water sounds.

"Something smells sour... you paint that!? Smells a little, smelly, sour..."

Oh, I even came to Rinse.

"Hih... hey, Liz, wait... I'm hitting, hey, Liz, no..."

Sounds like he's starting to wash himself, but what are you doing? The washing is repeated after flushing. Can't you do it once on a boulder...

"Ugh. What is this, you feel super good...... No, Liz. Do you always do this?

Oh, did you get soaked? He seems to be saying something blurry after that. That's what I thought, I heard it coming out of the barrel.

After a while, Fia comes this way with a cheerful face that I can tell even in the dark.

"I was told to have my hair taken care of as a leader. Greetings."

I'll hand you a vial with fragrance oil.

"Okay. Then I wonder if you could turn around later."

When I say that, I honestly turn around. It creates hot water, takes a small amount of fragrance oil and mixes it together to tame the hair.

"Haha, it tickles. But it feels super good..."

With a swinging voice, whine small.

"Well, let's dry it off."

Tell him so, I'll send the wind. Proceed with caution so that the wind goes all over your hair. I stop where my hair starts to swell sarcastically fine.

"Yes, over. How's that changed?

With his hair crooked, he is so nimanistic in his face, Fia answers.

"What does your body feel peeled off? My hair is already... what is this? It's sarcastic, and I can zero it out of my fingers. Is it really my hair, this"

Every time I touch it, it turns into a flashy face.

"I'll show the lot!!

When I say that, I run to the burner. I'm fine. Heading towards Liz.

"Looking okay?

"It's just an explanation, it's okay. If we don't move on one after the other, we're gonna be late for bed, okay?

That's what I say, so discard the barrel of hot water and refill it anew. Chat next? With that in mind, I call for a chat waiting for a wolf nearby.