CH 57

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Translated by SoundOfDestinyEdited by Zil

Although there were various digressions along the way, Yuri and the others finished their breakfast safely, and the three of them left the cafeteria together.

Because it took longer than expected to chew the extra meat skin, Yuri, Sayaka and Emi were the only three Saints near the cafeteria.

The rest of the classmates had already gone to the training ground.

As the three women walked shoulder to shoulder down the long corridor, Yuri folded her hands behind her head and stretched her chest out with a sigh.

“This reminds me of when we were in high school.”

After shaking her magnificent twin-tails, Yuri casually brings her companions into view.

While Sayaka and Emi will continue to head to the training area in the courtyard, Yuri will have to go to a different location – the library that has been prepared for her.

Basically, there is no supervision, and because of Yuri’s skills, she has plenty of time to kill, so it must be a rather comfortable environment.

After all, it’s lonely not being able to be with your good friends.

“I miss our old class. We had music and art and calligraphy and all that.”

“But now it’s PE and witchcraft every day. To be honest, it’s exhausting.”

“You’re right, Sadogashima-san. I’m not very good at sports, so I’m always dragging you down…….”

“I see, you two do exercise every day, don’t you?”

Joining their conversation, Yuri shows her own arms.

She is neither stocky nor bony – she has an average physique for a high school girl. If one is going to stay in the library every day like this, they will inevitably end up with some meat and fat.

Yuri still accepts if the fat and meat increase on your chest and buttocks but not towards the stomach and arms.

“The shampoo and conditioner aren’t as good as the ones from the original world, and I’m worried about the sweat smell.”

Embarrassed, Emi runs her fingers through her long black hair. The scent that wafts through the air is a sweet, girlish smell.

Attracted by the floral scent, Yuri plunged her face into the back of Emi’s head.

It’s a magical scent that seduces even the same sex.

“Emirin smells so good every day”

“Um, Fujiyoshi?”

“It’s okay, we’re women. Oh my god, Emirin’s head smells so good. My heart is going to burst.”

Yuri hugs Emi’s body and takes a deep breath. At first glance, it looks like simple friendship, but considering the bombshell just before, they can’t say that.

“I really like Emirin. Emirin’s natural floral scent is so soothing…….”

“Oh,please…… Fujiyoshi-san!”

“I think Emi’s kindness is a beautiful thing, but if you don’t like it, you have to say no.”

Emi nodded at Sayaka’s advice with her usual soft smile.

The look on her face is not one of disgust, or even of straining.

Was she a softie at heart, or did she not feel threatened by Yuri’s actions?

I wasn’t sure which it was, but as a friend I was also worried that she would be in a bit of trouble if she reacted the same way with a boy.

With this thought in mind, Yuri, who had been pampered by Emi’s physique, pulled her face away from the cushion of long black hair with a look of satisfaction.

“She’s cute and smells good, Emirin is really evil. I want her for my wife.”

“Speaking of smells… Yuri, when was the last time you took a bath?”

Yuri, who made a typical joke, was questioned by Sayaka, who had a rather serious face.

In response, Emi lowered her eyebrows in annoyance with a smile.

“I think even Fujiyoshi takes a bath every night.”

“But yesterday, for example, you were locked in your room all day until mealtime, and it’s a little hard to say—”

When Sayaka walked sideways and approached Yuri, she raised Yuri’s arm and put her face close to her armpit and twitched her nose.

The smell of her armpits, a rather embarrassing area for a girl, made Yuri’s cheeks turn red.

“Yada, yada, You’re so bold!”

“Maybe it’s because I’m a girl, but ……. Lately, Yuri has been smelling a bit sweaty.”

“Fue?!”

Yuri distorts her face at Sayaka’s expression and rolls up her uniform with a bang. Yuri’s flat, lean belly is exposed, and she shoves her uniform and cardigan in her face.

After a few deep breaths, Yuri tilted her head with a curious look on her face.

“…..I don’t smell anything in particular, but I think Sayan’s just a bit nervous.”

“Oh, yeah?　Well, I’m sorry that I made you worried. But you’re right, you’re not trained in combat, so you shouldn’t smell bad even if you haven’t had a bath for a day or so ……”

“That’s right. It is true that for the past five days I have been skipping the bath because I was too lazy to do so, but that is not enough to make the idol of all mankind, a pitch-perfect high school girl, smell like sweat.”

“I’m starting to feel like I should take back my apology.”

Sayaka looks at Yuri with a dumbfounded look on her face.

She looks at Sayaka, who squints her eyes behind her glasses. Yuri sticks out her tongue.

Looking at Yuri sticking her tongue out, Sayaka and Emi looked at each other and sigh.

◇◇◇

As they parted to go to the training ground, Yuri glared at the hand-drawn map spread out on her desk and bent her mouth in a cumbersome manner.

This is a map to defeat the Demon King, using intelligence and Ultimate Technology. It’s a task that may seem easy from a bird’s eye view, but it’s a lot harder than it seems.

First of all, she had to search through the books scattered all over the world for references to the continent where the demons now live, then she divided them into periods and carefully copied the illustrations from the books which she thought were the most accurate.

Anyway, which is the most accurate one? Even Yuri doesn’t know that.

They’ve prepared several books with similar information to some extent and filled in only the parts that matched the information in all of them. Of course, this would result in a map full of holes, so the rest of the map would be filled in using information from one of the books, at Yuri’s discretion.

The map that they drew would be an important source of information that would determine the route of the march. In other words, whether or not Yuri’s map is accurate may decide whether or not all of his classmates live or die.

“I’m tired.”

Anyway, if someone asks Yuri if she feels like she is responsible for the lives of all her classmates, she can’t shake her head.

In any case, when they march, Ryuzaki Tsubasa and Shiratori Sho will probably take the lead in making the road map.

The map made by Yuri doesn’t show any foreign enemies or traps (if there are any), so she doesn’t think it would be useful in a real battle.

Is what she’s been doing meaningful? She asks herself these questions, gets lost in a labyrinth of unanswerable questions, and returns to the real world without finding any answers. It’s a repetitive process.

She uses her skills to transform her brain into a sea of libraries so that it is in a readable state.

A myriad of book information runs through her brain, and she searches for a book that she has yet to touch – eventually a book emerges and is revealed.

She then meditated and lay down on the spot.

After a few moments of silence, Yuri’s mouth suddenly relaxes into a smile.

Her thrown out arms are stretched out and she wiggles her whole body like a caterpillar. Eventually, her mouth opens softly and drool drips from the edges.

The face is full of happiness, as if it were dreaming a wonderful dream. She turns over happily, letting out a mad laugh that would not be appropriate for a maiden of her age to let out, such as “nyuh heh……” or “guh heh……”.

She rubs herself against the floor and sinks into the contents of the book she is reading, word by word.

Yuri realizes once again that there is no difference in entertainment across continents and across the world.

The pleasures of reproduction, the love and lust felt for the opposite sex, everything is the same as in the original world.

The body of this creature was made by someone – a god.

For a while, Yuri thought that this world and the original world are somehow connected.

Is that too much for a geek brain?

—-and it was only a short time ago that she was thinking about such sentimental things.

“Oh no, if a beautiful girl like Emirin can do this to me, I think I’ll stop taking a bath!”

In the library of the royal palace, the workshop that was given to Yuri, the young flower girl, Fujiyoshi Yuri, was sitting on a chair in her natural state, without a stitch of clothing.

For a high school girl, her breasts are not big or small, but they are of average size, and her natural pussy is split open, and everything – all of Yuri’s body is exposed without reserve. It’s as if she’s a lord (or princess, in this case).

Yuri entrusted her naked body with an air of dignity, and thinking back once again to the situation she was in, she let out a funny laugh.

There is no door, no key – anyone can come in and out of the storeroom, and a young woman is sitting on her bare bottom.

From the word alone, it looks as if she is opening some kind of shady shop, but this is not the case.

Yuri is now having every inch of her body washed by her classmate – her friend.

Still, it sounds like a nasty enough explanation.

The person who washes Yuri’s body is her close friend – Emi Otomezaki. She is a girl of the same sex.

It’s not an everyday situation to have her body washed by an obvious stranger who is not even related to her by blood – just a classmate.

If this were a bathroom, it would still be acceptable.

If someone thinks that two girls who are a little too close to each other and washing each other, they can take it as a funny/cute scene.

But if a high school girl is being washed outside of the bathroom – and surrounded by important books – she can’t afford to be complacent.

Not even a hint of a smile. The only thing that will come out of it will be an atmosphere of disgust – or perhaps conceit.

“Yes, Fujiyoshi. I’m going to wipe your armpits, so please raise your arms.”

“Yes, Emirin.”

Yuri, letting out a pleasant sound of “nyahan”. As a reaction, her magnificent twin-tails and shapely breasts bounced adorably.

But why?

There doesn’t seem to be any ill feeling between the two of them.

In fact, Yuri is relaxing her body and Emi, who is washing Yuri’s body, has a soft smile on her face and doesn’t seem to be questioning the situation.

“How do you like it, Fujiyoshi? Does it feel good?”

“Oh my God, it feels so good! Emirin’s soft fingers are sucking on my bare skin and it’s making me feel so good.”

Yuri makes her pinkie finger erect in a meaningful way and then drools from her mouth.

Yuri did not pay Emi any money. This may not be a problem, but Yuri is not forcing a reluctant Emi to wash her body.

–The beginning of things is quite simple.

Just a few hours ago, Sayaka told Yuri that she smelled like sweat, but Yuri was going about her normal daily life without worrying about it.

Bored with her map making, she was escaping into the world of her hobbies when she noticed footsteps quietly approaching and jumped up in a panic. Inwardly, Yuri was scared that she might be under surveillance for being so lazy, but…

The visitor was not a person from the royal palace, but one of her classmates – Emi Otomesaki, one of her good friends.

What she was holding in her hand was a wash basin and a clean hand towel. Before the first question came out of Yuri’s mouth, she knew what Emi was doing.

She originally brought it with her to wash herself with.

Nevertheless, it is true that Emi does not feel bad about it either.

Whatever the reason, it’s not usually a pleasant experience to wash the body of a classmate of the same sex.

For some reason, Emi happily accepted Yuri’s selfishness, and as a result, the lazy Yuri got carried away.

“I can’t wipe your hair, so that’s it. You’re going to have a proper bath today.”

“What?　But if I don’t get in today, Emirin will come back to wipe my body again, right?”

With an entwining catcall, Yuri spoiled the gentle Emi. Wiping her damp bare skin with a dry cloth, Emi made a dumbfounded face.

“I don’t mind, but ……”

“No, I’m just kidding.I’m not sure I’d consider you to be my housekeeper. –Oh, don’t you think that housekeepers are more erotic than maids?”

“I thought you’d finally said something serious. What a shame.”

“Emirin is a serious person, isn’t she? –Doesn’t Emirin like unserious girls?”

“If I didn’t like it, I wouldn’t do this……”

“Niuhehe ……. Emirin says some pretty destructive lines, doesn’t she? Now, if I had been a boy, that would have been a bit of a disaster.”

However, she has no interest in yuri, so it’s unlikely that she’ll go on to become a yuri GL as her name suggests.

(TL:YESH!)

She’s a fujoshi girl, a princess girl, a normal girl, a girl who can do anything on land, sea, and air, but she’s only interested in the opposite sex who are close to her age.

(TL:….)

If it’s two-dimensional, Yuri can get into or become a dandy uncle or a cute shota girl, but if it’s actual love, she prefers boys of her own age or a senior and a junior.

Emi is no different.

When Haruto Tanaka confessed to Yuri, she was persistently asked how she felt about it.

When he asked her if she had been thinking about him, she denied it with a very serious face.

There is no doubt that she is as interested in love as anyone else.

“……A girl with long black hair, big boobs and glasses is a huge moe factor. I’m sure you’ll be very popular.”

With Emi at the edge of her vision, Yuri puts on the clothes she has taken off.

She wears mismatched underwear that she brought with her from her original world and puts on her summer sailor uniform.

She wears a skirt that reaches her knees and a pair of black high socks that cover her calves.

Then she put on a light pink cardigan, which she chose because she admired a certain school idol, and she completed her twin-tailed hair and high school girl, Fujiyoshi Yuri, is done getting dressed.

Her twin-tails, held together by rose-coloured hair ornaments, are flicked with her fingertips and half-turned.

“Yup, yup, yup.”

“……You’re doing really well, Fujiyoshi.”

“Hehehe”

After having her body wiped, Yuri felt refreshed. She stretches like a cat and then makes a side piece with a big smile.

Emi smiled softly, perhaps relieved to see Yuri so full of energy, and then left the royal library with the basin and cloth.

After watching her back, Yuri plonked herself down on her desk, her cheeks relaxed in a happy smile.

Her mind and body were refreshed, and she felt refreshed.

Today is the day Yuri is going to take a bath and not bother anyone.

Satisfied, she relaxed her mouth and took a short break – slowly she slumbers into sleep.

The next time she woke up was when Sayaka came to tell her it was time for dinner.