The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"Mr. Fernote, why are you here?

"I was free, so I thought I'd take a bath and kill you some time. When I asked Golem, he showed me around."

Oh, I see.

They don't say anything, but if you ask, they seem to show you around.

Maybe the only reason you didn't return any action to my question is if it's affirmative, it goes through.

"Ha... that feels good. I like this temperature."

"Right. It feels like it's slowing down."

We enjoy hot water at a distance our shoulders might touch. [M]

I'm just starting to feel a little embarrassed to be seen naked, but this is a bathroom. I decide not to care.

I looked right in the side and Mr. Fernote was looking at this one too. There is a steady difference in height even when seated, so each other's gaze crosses diagonally.

The intersecting gaze has not bumped. I was looking at the other person's face, but the other person's eyes were looking at my chest.

"... uh, what's wrong?

"Oh, no, it's nothing!? Algiers is what's wrong!?

When I asked him, he took his gaze off like he was in a panic.

I guess I was doing something weird. I haven't soaked my hand in a hot tub...

"... Mr. Fernote, could it be"

"Ugh, what?

"If you look so closely, unfortunately, my breasts won't grow as big as Mr. Fernote's, will they?

"You just said rude things to yourself and to me......!?

"Terrible! Mr. Fernote's mean! The difference between rich and poor!! Odd Ivoin!!!

"Yep!? I'm sorry, this!?

"By the way, why were you watching?

"Stop suddenly returning to the vegetables, because you can't keep up..."

I shouldn't, I stuck with him.

Her hitting and resounding reactions kind of make me nostalgic.

I am called by a name I know. I feel kind of terribly relieved about that.

Exhale and look at them again. Now properly, the gaze was mixed.

"... so, Algiers. What's wrong with you?

"No, I'm just relieved"

"Relieved...?

"Mr. Fernote is right, I'm me."

"What, you think that's weird?"

Shaking the hot water thoroughly, Mr. Fernote narrowed his odd eyes.

I know it's weird, but it's true.

Mr. Fernote laughed and accepted the true meaning of the leak as it was dissolved in hot water. That seems kind of comfortable.

If I breathed deeply again, my discomfort when I took Iggysta completely slipped out. I can definitely believe who I am.

I spoke to the person next door again, shaking my silver hair in the hot water.

"Hmm... by the way, what's wrong with Mr. Fernote?

"Ugh... uh, what do you say?

"No, because you were looking at me earlier. Can I help you?"

"Ah, uh... that's..."

……

It is a rare, poorly toothed response for Mr Fernote.

She is always prestigious and well answered. That makes me want to stick around, but that means good people.

It was unusual for that Mr. Fernote to behave in a way that seemed confusing. Sometimes this happens, but would I have done something wrong?

"Mr. Fernote? If you have something to worry about, you can tell me, okay?

Just a little closer, look up at the opponent from the bottom.

Mr. Fernote looked more and more troubled and turned his face bright red.

"Heh, hey, Alger, if you're that close, there's a lot... I can see..."

"Looking good......?

"It's not, it's not... oh, the smell of Algiers..."

"Smell... I didn't mean to sweat that much, did it smell?

"Chi, no! Rather good! Not!?

"... uh?

"Ugh, sorry. I'm crazy... No, never mind, I'll wash my body..."

Somehow I suppressed the head of my nose, and Mr. Fernote left the hot tub.

He seemed a little flustered, so maybe he put it up. No matter how hot the temperature is, long water is strictly forbidden.

I want to enjoy some more hot water and sink my body into the mud again. [M]

The naturally spilled sigh melted into the hot air and eventually flowed away.

While I was dropping that off, a good amount of drowsiness would come, but it was just dangerous to sleep in the bath, so I kept my eyes closed.

Just narrow it down... praise... recommendation... nemumi...

"- Mr. Alger!

"Fumiyu!?

Suddenly I jumped up surprised by the words I was called.

The sound of hot water bouncing off the pan sounds, and the hot air cracks.

Beyond that was the familiar fox-colored fur.

"... Kuzha?

"Hehe, Mr. Alger, it's been a long time! I've grown up and come back!

Fusu, and rough his nose, Kuzha stretches her chest. The tail was in a good mood. It was refreshed and swayed, and the air flowed and the hot air was paid off.

"... it just seems small to me."

"Mmm! Although I do keep my back length and tail intact! They've grown up!

"Oh, really?"

Kuzha frowned like she said she was out of her mind.

Actually, what I said was about the chest, but it stays small either way. Doesn't look unusual.

Still, Kuzha claims she's grown up. Where the hell are you talking about?

"... butt?

"What are you talking about!?

"No, Kuzha, what are you talking about?

"I'm talking about the inside! After one adventure, I grew up and came back!

"Oh, did I"

Then I can't help but see the difference in appearance.

Convinced, a shadow was added from beyond the hot air.

It is Mr. Richelle who comes with water droplets on glossy brown skin, even in white hot air. Purple eyes narrowed delightfully when I found this one.

Richelle, who turned out to be a mess, had a beautiful body with proportions. The beautiful figure to be evaluated as model body shape is quite emphasized when you line up with Kuzha properly.

"Dear Alger, were you here"

"Mr. Richelle, were you with Kuzha?

"Yes, you stayed on my side, even if I didn't get the word."

"Really? Sounds like Kuzha."

Kuzha cares a lot, or has a personality she likes to take care of.

She cares about others, even in situations where she is still young and should have been better looked after by Kuzha.

He's a solid kid, though there's a good place to be childish.

Convinced, Ms. Richelle narrowed her eyes with pleasure,

"I'd like to report a few things to you...... would you mind if I take a bath and have some time?

"You don't mind if I stay, do you?

"No, it's home training to relax when you get hot water."

I see, if it's home training, I can't help it.

Mr. Richelle lowered his back to this face. Kuzha is next to it.

They soak each other up to their shoulders in hot water, sighing at the same time.

Literally breathtaking movements were like sisters.

I seem to have been with Kuzha, who's been adventurous, and there's something that makes sense when we don't know the words, and maybe we're getting along.

"Well, I'll have some hot water for now."

"Ha-ha-ha... that's creepy, Mr. Alger."

"Yeah, right. Let's take it slow."

Fox ears and elf ears. I watched as my two long ears crashed. [M]

Plump of hot water, something jammed in my chest unwinds.

I'm curious as to what Mr. Richelle's story is, but now I've just decided to lose some power.