The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

"Here, get your hands off me! You can't wash it properly, can you?

"Yes, fine! I'll give it to you!!

My rented accommodation was not originally equipped with anything like a bathroom or tub.

In the first place, immersion in hot water is considered an upper class luxury, and ordinary people typically wipe their bodies with a simple shower or with drawn water.

But such common sense does not apply to me with the power to twist and bend the laws of physics.

They literally produce, use, and live a comfortable bathing life like hot water.

That was simply because I loved the bath so much and bathed so often in my previous life like a heroine in some "national blue-soaked cartoon," and it was also part of the "Brother and Muffle Plan".

Well, actually, it's somewhat dangerous to just bathe a five-year-old and a baby, so Nelvia's in there with me... but let's just say it's a good idea because your brother is cute to see Nelvia's chest female power and blush.

Well, my peace like that has been broken down here lately by some pink girl.

"Hiccup!? Kushi, kushi kushi kushi kushi......!

"It's because you're going to break out. Look, be washed by adults!

Mr. Lulu has naturally taken on all the chores of cooking, cleaning, laundry, etc. in our house, and on top of that, he's even the end of taking care of my bath these days.

It really seemed like we were all about to take a bath together, but the bathroom I built isn't that big.

So I reluctantly said, Mr. Lulu is on his own ~, and I said, "Well, maybe I'll come in with Logna" or something, so I definitely stopped him.

The result is that, crumbly, I'm supposed to go in with Mr. Lulu.

Mr. Lulu, you've come to understand how I treat you...

Having been held by Mr. Lulu's bright white skin, I am carefully washed in every corner as much as if I were this anymore.... I can't go to your daughter-in-law anymore.

Even after washing my body and soaking it in the hot tub, I will be in such a shape that Mr. Lulu can hold me from behind.

When she lowered her hair, it would reach the ground. Mr. Leloux was putting his hair together with a towel, and she gently put her finger through my platinum hair like that.

"You were really a boy. You have a pretty, annoying face, hair up to your back, and I was a little half-hearted."

"... for Mr. Lulu, isn't it a big deal to blame...?

"Hehe, well. I don't know if I should really be a girl about you."

When Mr. Lulu grinned and held me tight, her breasts hit my back with "Munyu," which I felt was getting bigger again.

... I'm scared because this demon mentor is going to be able to do so normally as to change her gender.

She whispered softly, holding me from behind as I was stuck in Mr. Lulu's bottomlessness.

"So in the end...... will you intentionally lose tomorrow (...)?"

I got goosebumps all over my body.

A bathroom where hot air rises is filled with severe silence as soon as possible.

Her strawberry-colored eyes were staring at me from right around the corner as I pointed my blunt moving neck at Gigi and Mr. Lulu as if I had rushed. No, I was seeing through it.

Until earlier, I felt safe in her arms, in her chest, flipped and horrible.

I haven't said a word to her about deliberately losing the game before tomorrow.

No, I didn't tell your brother or Mr. Nelvia, not only because she didn't know where the story would leak from.

Mother has spotted me today at lunch, so the three of us in that hospital room should know about that...

Were you listening outside the hospital room? Did you ask anyone after that?

Or was she in that hospital room too (...)?

"... that, I intend to"

Having decided that it was impossible to delude myself in this state, I admitted it cleanly.

Then Mr. Lulu just said, "... yes," and gave him a different, more irresistible look than his usual unpleasant face.

How could Mr. Lulu have such a spicy face...?

The question will soon be spoken out of her mouth.

"... I don't think I can help but tell you this. But... but yeah. Bozzler wants to fight you for real."

"Huh?"

"I'm sure if you're serious, Bozzler will lose without a hand or a leg. Looks like His Majesty deliberately made it a rule in favor of Bozzler in order to give Bozzler a chance, but I'm sure that doesn't make sense either. But still... I'm sure Bozzler wants to fight you for real."

Even if you know you're going to lose, do you want me to be serious? If we get handed down, we can win?

I don't know anything about Mr. Bozzler. It's refreshing to see what he's got and what path he's taken.

But maybe Mr. Lulu knows that.

"I asked Your Majesty what you did when you lost. So I also know how you came to the conclusion that you were going to lose on purpose. I know exactly why I'm not in a position to complain."

Mr Lulu lay his eyes down very spicidly and said in a vanishing voice.

"But... I also want you to keep it in the corner of your head because it hurts someone."

I couldn't say anything to her.

Mr. Leloux did not deny or try to make me stop trying on purpose to lose.

You're trying to do something eight hundred long on the spot called your match, but you're even drawing on my intentions and respecting them.

Of course, you want me to fight for it, if it's true, because I told you this.

But I want to avoid being put on the front lines of war by being active in this game in front of you at all costs. Otherwise, it doesn't even make sense for me to go to your game in the first place.

I don't want to worry about your mother or your brother. I do not want to endanger my man, Mr Nelvia. I don't want to magically take a lot of lives.

That's why I want to lose the game in front of you, and if not, I don't want to leave.

...... It's a good thing you earnestly win.

"... sorry"

I could not see Mr Lulu's face and uttered words of apology as I turned forward.

In response, Mr. Leroux was clearly a sinking voice,

"Don't apologize. I'm not blaming you."

That's what I said, I caressed my head gently.