Labyrinth Restaurant

The labyrinth built by the Demon King, I'm no longer sure if I can say labyrinth, there are many baths in the mysterious giant building that stretches from deep underground below to sky-high above.

When the labyrinthine labyrinth, still in its early days, and the soil up to the twentieth basement floor in its entirety, was a bumpy cave, when the Demon King, who wanted to remodel the labyrinth, was digging the walls of the fifteenth basement floor in Tsurhashi and Skop, suddenly a large amount of hot water overflowed from the walls. He accidentally hit a water pulse that was flowing through the vicinity.

If it were a normal human being who had been hit directly by hot water, he would have been on a full body burn and would not have been spared drowning to death, but it was only necessary for his clothes to get wet because he was a demon king there.

He kicked it into nearby walls and ceilings as a first aid he couldn't fit in and collapsed, and once he blocked the hole, he said:

"Yes, because of this, let's make a hot spring!

"Phew, that's good hot water..."

"Hey......"

A hot spring created by the Demon King using the water vein he accidentally dug into, the brave man now enjoyed the hot springs by grabbing them alongside Alice.

The place is the top floor of a mysterious building built on top of the former labyrinth, a large open-air bath built on the roof. There was also a single room bath in the private room where the brave man was currently staying, but Alice came to bathe with me when she heard the brave man's desire to take a wide bath that would allow her hands and feet to be fully extended at any rate.

I didn't even go to the wack of bathing every day during my journey, and sometimes days lasted when I had to put up with just wiping my body with a wet cloth. The situation was very intolerable for a brave Japanese woman of your age, who was normal to bathe every day. I've gotten used to that kind of life gradually these days, but I've never been over it if I was to take a proper bath like this.

The bathroom also had other human and elf female guests, each enjoying a large bath. This labyrinth is a special location dozens of kilometers from the nearest town. Most adventurers, pedestrians, etc. who come as guests are accustomed to traveling rather than ordinary people. Many people are accustomed to not being able to bathe frequently, but the hot springs of this labyrinth were nevertheless becoming popular. Some repeaters are looking for more hot springs than restaurant meals these days.

"Hey, I'll be back..."

"Hey......"

Even though he's still young, he's a brave man who gets oddly old smelly feelings because his first hot spring in a long time is too comfortable.

"Speaking of which, is there something like this hot spring that works?

Speaking of hot springs, there are many places that have these ingredients in them that sell potencies that make your skin look cleaner when you go in and improve your physical condition.

I asked Alice, who is beside me, who is brave enough to wonder if the hot springs that are now in have any effect as well.

"If that's the case, there's a description there."

"Uh, which one..."

"Ingredients: Mithrill Springs"

... Is it like a relative of a sulfur spring or a sodium spring? They say that that metal, famous as The Fantasy Substance, blends in this hot water.

"potency: stiffness, back pain, rough skin, cold, bruising, cuts, abdominal pain, headache, menstrual pain, muscle pain, poison, fanaticism, confusion, paralysis, petrification, curse"

... Does Mithril work on your shoulders, does it?

And there's a fantastic line of physical maladies in the second half of the potency, but if you put someone with paralysis in a hot spring, wouldn't you drown before they heal?

The brave man who thought that was blurry felt his gaze from the side and raised his face.

It's like Alice, who was immersed in hot water right next door, is thinking of something by looking around the brave man's chest, to be exact.

"Um, I'm a little embarrassed to be seen so much..."

No matter how much same-sex, it's embarrassing to be seen naked as serious.

"Oh, this is rude......, I was just wondering"

When Alice said that, she touched her pets as if to confirm something all over her body, then again checked her brave body soaking in hot water next door with chills on the side, followed by checking the appearance of the other female guests who were a little further away, and whispering and squeaking like nobody could hear her.

"... I'm jealous..."

"Yes?"

Alice cared a little about her own overall small shape, no, quite frankly.

In the days when I used to be a demon king, and before that, I didn't really care about my shape, but over the last few decades, I mean, since I had the thought person, my interest in that aspect has also naturally sprung up, and as a result, my body has come to have an overall complex of smaller things compared to that of an average mature woman.

But that's Alice, but she's by no means a wacko who gave up hope. I was still trying to pull insignificant information from the brave under the guise of casual chatter.

"I ask you, you have big breasts, don't you? Is there some kind of secret to making it bigger or something?

It wasn't insignificant at all. d It's a direct ball. I was super desperate. The language itself is polite, but makes you feel an extraordinary sense of temper and obsession from behind it.

By the way, brave men are big enough for Alice to be inspired by that complex. Are you the type to lose weight or it looks even bigger than when you look at it from the top of your clothes.

"Is that the secret to making it bigger? Hmmm......"

Brave men are insensitive to their shape, and they didn't grow up doing anything special, so they can't return carefree answers when they ask them that. So I remembered, but I decided to share the knowledge I saw on some TV or magazine a long time ago.

"Er, you just need to drink milk..."

"I see, is it milk? Anything else?

"Something else..., like, arms up and down"

"Are you on your arms, I see. Is there anything else?

"Something else..., something else, uh..."

"What is it?

"Um... when the guy you like rubs you, um... they get bigger, don't they?

"Become...!

An awkward silence flows between them. I'm sure the only reason the two faces are turning red is because they let them up in the bath. Alice, in particular, has inadvertently imagined herself and the Demon King's ”scene like that," turning her face bright red like an apple.

"... you've been in here a little too long, should we get out"

"... right"

A brave man, who I perceived to be dangerous to continue this topic any further, suggested we get out of the bath early, and we both went up from the hot tub to the stripper.

We both wipe the body's water with a towel and dry our hair with magic tools like a hairdryer. Then I tried to get dressed, and walked into the corner of the strip as if the brave man remembered something with a bath towel wrapped around his body.

There was a small wooden barrel in the corner of the stripper with ice water, which contained two bottles of milk in it. This is what the demon king gave me by stopping by the restaurant before the brave man entered the hot spring.

The two had quite a long bath, but thanks to the ice water, the milk bin kept it cold on the kink.

The brave man said he would give Alice one of the two bins.

"Whatever you just said, it's milk for a bath, after all"

The brave man was neither coffee milk nor fruit milk, but a regular milkman who did not season himself in the bath. And the brave man goes on to tell Alice.

"Okay? When you drink bath milk..."

Brave and Alice lined up as they wrapped their bath towels, holding a milk bin in one hand and the other on their hips, sipping away in a gullible breath.

It's not an elegant way to drink it, but it feels very comfortable with the feeling that a well cooled liquid cools your lit body from the inside. The fat content in milk and the like can be felt as sweet when warm, but when cold, the sweetness is felt as sappy as possible. Its chilled milk sobriety seemed to stain from the nod and stomach to the depths of the body.

When they emptied the bin inside the circumference, they were all aligned and shouted, "Puh-uh."

The brave man said, "No, you're alive for this cup", expressing feelings like Osama the beer lover, and Alice said, "Now it's a little big, … shall we have a few more drinks later," keeping her ambition for the future in its whispering breasts, renewing her determination.