Ch.56 Finding Out Fairy's Weakness

As I place my hand on my chest and stared at it, thinking, "My breasts will grow, right?'', Sakidori Midori-san speaks up.

"So, in the end, when did the Demon Lord subjugation take place? It couldn't have been a few years ago or something that recent, right?"

Come to think of it, I forgot to ask about that. I wonder if they're still a threat. I take my hands off my chest and listen.

"Ah, about that. I was wondering about that too, but it seems like all they know is that it took place a long time ago. I think that because so much time have passed, the Marathos Church probably doesn't have any documentation or anything like that anymore."

Certainly, if a long time has passed since the subjugation, it wouldn't be strange if the documents were in tatters, illegible, or lost.

It must be something that happened decades or even centuries ago. If it was something that happened more recently, she wouldn't use words like "seems like," "apparently," or "at the time" to describe it.

"Was that subjugation successful?"

We have been proceeding under the assumption that the Demon Lord had been defeated, but was that actually true? I thought they did, but I had not heard it directly from Titer Salitari-san.

"Yes, it seems they were able to defeat them safely. Apparently a grand parade was held in honor of the heroes."

I see, so the story has been passed down to the present day because the heroes returned safely after defeating them.

If they weren't defeated, the humans will suffer, and if they were defeated, the Demon Lord's side will feel hatred.

There may be a conflict going on somewhere right now, but it's just a possibility, and I don't have the power to help a complete stranger. The turtle is an exception. We were strong enough to kill it.

That kind of thing should be left to heroes and brave people. After all, you need a sense of justice to stand up to great evil, right?

"I see, I'm glad if that's the case."

Thanks to Titer Salitari-san, I learned about the murals, and also about the Hero and the Demon Lord. I'm very grateful.

Speaking of murals, why is it that there are women with the status of saintess, but no men with the status of saint? Strangely, there's no saint title for men, only the women's title.

I think it's fine to call them both saints. Is there some kind of rule?

"Mimia-san, would you mind helping me wash up?"

"I'm fine with it. What do you want me to do?"

Because of the shower issue, I decided to get both my hair and body covered in foam before I start rinsing, since doing it twice would be twice as much work.

At the end, my sensitive areas are covered with body soap.

I ask her to fill her hands with hot water and then to pour it over my head, so I won't be blown away by the water pressure from the shower.

I'm glad she offered to help...hmm?

"I can just pour the hot water into that basin... If I think about it, I can do this by myself without using a shower."

What a shame, so I don't need any help after all.

I can just fill a basin with hot water and rinse myself with it.

"Oh, you don't need any help?"

Mimia-san has a very disappointed look on her face.

I don't know why she looks like that, but for me to ask her to do something I can do on my own, I ended up making her go through unnecessary trouble.

"Yes, it looks like I can do something about it myse-uwah!?"

"Ah!"

As I replied, I flapped my wings as I always did, trying to move a nearby washbasin with telekinesis, but my body suddenly swayed. I instinctively stretched out my right hand, but it cut through the air, unable to grab the stone's edge.

My body falls towards the tiles on the ground.

If it continues like this, I would hit my body against the ground, and although I tried to fly by moving my wings, I can't move as smoothly as usual. The base of my wings felt heavy.

"...!"

The ground is getting closer. Oh no... I'm going to smack myself! I instinctively closed my eyes.

"...Phew."

"...?"

I thought I would hit the ground, feel the hardness of the tiles, and feel that tingling sensation instead of pain, but no matter how much time passed, it never came.

Instead, I feel something warm and soft against my skin. Or rather, I feel like I'm being enveloped in it.

Curious, I open my eyes and see Mimia-san's eyes staring at me.

"That was close. Are you hurt?"

"Y-Yes. Thank you for helping me."

Warm and soft. What I felt was actually Mimia-san's hands. I'm being gently wrapped in both of her hands.

"Oh, there's something on your wings... Is it shampoo?

"Ah... Ufufu... Hehe, ahah... Hmm... Stop it..."

It feels very ticklish. Don't touch the base of my wings.

You don't need to take off the shampoo. Just stop.

"What's wrong... Ah, does it tickle?"

"...Yesh...Afu...It tingles a little..."

Mimia-san stops what she is doing when I suddenly burst into laughter.

Just a brief contact between with her finger and nail caused this... The base of my wings is definitely my weak spot.

"...The base of my wings seems to be sensitive, so please refrain from touching them too much."

"O-oh, I see... Um, sorry."

Mimia-san raised her arms, which were wrapped around me completely, to her eye level and bowed her head.

I had no idea that that area was sensitive, and the person who touched it was just trying to remove the shampoo out of kindness. No ill intent.

"Oh, no, I didn't know either until now... so don't apologize."

After I said that, she slowly raises her head, but her face still has an apologetic expression.

It's really okay now. Don't worry about it.

"You didn't do it on purpose, so don't look at me like that. I'm okay."

I tap Mimia-san's fingers lightly.

"...I understand. ...Um, you might fall again, so please stay here."

I'm then being carried and placed on top of her closed legs, right in the groove where the legs are tightly closed.

Is she not placing me on the ground to prevent me from getting stepped on?

But if I stay here, I can't fill a basin with hot water and rinse myself off.

"Um, could you please put me on the ground? I need to wash the foam off my head and body."

"Don't worry. I'll help you."

She picked up the shower head and hot waters are starting to flow.

I already told her that I could be blown away by the water pressure, so she won't just use the shower directly like that, right?

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〘Elf Tribe〙

They are skilled in almost all types of magic and sorcery, but are particularly suited to wind magic and sorcery.

An adult elf's ears are about 15 cm long, and are not round like human ears, but rather long and pointed.

Children born between two elves become this race.

Their lifespan is longer than that of half-elves, with some living to be over 600 years old.

They're not that rare of an NPC.

〘Half-Elf Tribe〙

They have an aptitude for wind magic and sorcery, and many of them have a greater aptitude for martial arts than the elves. They are a race that can do anything moderately well.

The adult's elven ears are the same size as humans' and round, with only the tips slightly pointed.

Children born between a human and an elf, or between two half-elves, become this race.

Their lifespan is longer than that of the beastmen, with some apparently living to over 400 years old.

They're not that rare of an NPC.

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