The water in the bath, now disturbed by the presence of two people, rippled endlessly, though it began to calm at some point. However, as the waves subsided, the heat of the two bodies sitting beside each other became more apparent.
‘Why are you sitting so close to me?’
A faint feminine scent lingered in the air. As both picked up on similar yet distinct fragrances, the young body reacted instinctively.
Theresia noticed and burst into laughter.
“Haha! Master, you are reacting just like a man!”
With a playful grin, Theresia, seated to the left, began slapping Cadet Ian on the back. From her perspective, the slaps were lighthearted, but to Ian, they hit harder than most people could endure.
He barely managed to keep his eyes closed despite the urge to react, clenching them shut as if his life depended on it.
Amused by this, Theresia clicked her tongue.
“Master, aren’t you 16 this year?”
“… Seventeen,” Ian mumbled.
“Oh? Isn’t that old enough to have kids by now? Any experience yet?”
Though Ian’s soul carried ten extra years of experience, his current body was that of a seventeen-year-old.
Upon hearing his answer, Theresia grinned mischievously.
“Well, that’s not too bad!” She reached for Ian’s hair and yanked him into a headlock.
The sensation of soft warmth against the back of his head was far more overwhelming than any discomfort from the hold. He didn’t notice the pain at all; instead, he was consumed by the unfamiliar but enticing softness.
“Wow, what are you doing!”
‘Ah.’
Anna stepped in, pulling Ian away from Theresia’s grasp. As regret swelled in Ian’s heart, a larger, softer sensation pressed against his face—Anna’s mounds.
“You know you’re way stronger than Master, right? Look! His back is all red!”
“… This really isn’t my fault,” Theresia muttered, slightly defensive.
“What? You hit him so hard just a moment ago!” Anna scolded, gently rubbing Ian’s back where Theresia had slapped him. Her hands, rougher than they appeared, glided over the sore area, and soon a cool, soothing energy spread through his body.
“Are you alright, Master?” Anna asked softly.
“Uh, um…” Ian could only nod faintly, his head still buried in her mounds, unable to form words.
Seeing his response, Anna let out a relieved sigh, but her closeness was not lost on Theresia. A mischievous glint flickered in Theresia’s eyes as she thought up new ways to tease Anna, the self-proclaimed paladin of chastity.
“Hey, you sure are bold…” Theresia smirked.
“… What are you talking about now?”
“You’re over here rubbing your br*easts all over Master after saying you don’t feel any attraction!”
Anna froze, realizing what she had been doing. But instead of pulling away, she chose to embrace Ian even more tightly.
“If I back off, someone might peek,” she reasoned. “But if I stay close, there’s no chance of that.”
Pressed under her, Ian struggled to breathe, tapping Anna’s forearm frantically. However, Anna, flustered and embarrassed, didn’t notice his silent plea. It wasn’t until Ian summoned all his will to reverse summon her that he was freed from the crushing embrace.
“Ha… ha…”
Gasping for air, Ian splashed water onto his face, struggling to recover from the stifling pressure. The hot, humid air inside the bathhouse made breathing difficult.
Just as he was about to leave, figuring he’d enjoyed the bath enough, the door creaked open, and someone else entered.
“You’re still here,” a voice remarked.
“… Duke?” Ian blinked, stunned.
“How long have you been in here?”
“Not long,” Ian replied quickly.
“Stay a little longer.”
“… Excuse me?”
Ignoring Ian’s bewilderment, Duke Eritz stepped into the bath and made himself comfortable.
Fortunately, he didn’t sit directly beside Ian in the spacious bath, but the awkward silence between them lingered.
***
The sound of water trickling from a lion’s head statue filled the quiet bath. The clear water replenished the bath continuously, the gentle splashing becoming the only noise in the still atmosphere.
‘This is… uncomfortable,’ Ian thought.
It had been awkward sharing the bath with his summons, though in a strangely pleasant way. But the silence with Duke Eritz felt heavy—an entirely unpleasant sort of discomfort.
Perhaps sensing this, Eritz broke the silence with a low voice.
“Do you have a lover?”
“… What?”
“If you had one, I doubt you’d be foolish enough to entertain others like this.”
His sudden question was deeply personal, catching Ian off guard. Unsure how to respond, Ian remained quiet.
Unlike other cadets who were ten years younger than him in spirit, Duke Eritz was someone who was older than him. Meeting him like this, with the awkwardness of his youthful b0dy, made conversation feel impossible.
“Is there anyone you fancy?” Duke Eritz pressed.
“No… there isn’t,” Ian replied awkwardly.
Eritz raised an eyebrow. “No? Really?”
“Yes.”
“That’s hard to believe.”
“… What do you mean?”
“Isn’t my daughter around you a lot?” Eritz asked, his voice laced with disbelief. “You expect me to believe you’re not smitten with her?”
At that moment, whatever fantasies Ian had shattered completely. Duke Eritz was notorious for his bluntness, and this encounter was no exception.
The duke leaned back, staring at the ceiling as if lost in thought.
“When Stella was born…,” Eritz began, his voice filled with pride.
From then on, he recounted tales of Stella’s childhood, his voice filling the quiet bath with fond memories.
Introducing KN WN Bundle ($15) for those who prefer to read only KR webnovels. This bundle gives you access to all the advance chapters of the Korean Webnovels on Goblinslate immediately, and will stay ahead of the regular release for the month!
That means, you get:
PTTV – Four Advance Chapters! ($10)
IPUAW – Two Advance Chapters! ($5)
MSAS – Two Advance Chapters! ($5)
MWD – (coming soon)
Things are Not Looking Good: Yes, things are not looking good. As you know, translation requires a lot of time and energy. I translate, edit and proofread the chapters on my own. I will be honest here, I started translating as a hobby, then it evolved to a hope of earning a living by doing something I enjoy.
However, I suffered a chain of misfortunes during and after the pandemic, and earnings from FSM and RTV helped me a lot. It became a significant part of my life. As long as my monthly income bordered around $200, I could make the time to translate in the middle of other works. Then RTV ended, and the earning decreased. Now, it has decreased to around $90-$100. And with PETTV nearing completion, that would decrease even more. A*dsence gets me about $ 0.50 per day, and you can’t get the payment until it reaches $100, so I can’t depend on that either.
It wouldn’t be an issue in normal circumstances, but it matters a lot to me since I am still dealing with a lot of financial troubles. I am currently looking for a job, and will have to invest my time and energy in it once I get it.
Long story short, if you enjoy reading this novel, support the translation if you can, either by becoming a Patron in Patreon, or sponsoring chapters at BuymeaCoffee. You can also take some time to watch a*ds to increase the revenue on A*dsence. Grains of sand together can form a desert.
FSM supporters has been supporting me from the start no matter what, so I would continue to translate FSM as long as I am alive. But for the other projects, I now desperately need your support so that I can spend the time and energy to serve them to you all. That’s all. Thank you.
Did summons clothes disappaer when MC unsummon his girls?
Summons are more direct and competive than other girls, only headmistress is as bold as them. Nice. MC still a wimp.
Thanks for chapter