Ch.57 Being Treated Like a Little Sister

Mimia-san is splashing her hand over the hot water coming out of the shower head several times to check the temperature, then forms her hand into the shape of an onigiri (rice ball) to collect the hot water.

"Please close your eyes."

She's being quite forceful on helping me.

I understand what she's trying to do, she's going to slowly pour the water from the top of my head.

In the end, I end up using up the other person's time for my own benefit. I'm sorry for causing you trouble.

"... Okay. I'm sorry, but please take care of me."

While sitting, I face forward, bow my head and close my eyes.

Don't turn around, that would be a sign of a lack of imagination.

If I turned around, I'd be looking at her from up close. Even if it was someone of the same sex, I wouldn't look at her from such a close distance.

"Leave it to me. But there's no need to be sorry. I'm glad I could take care... That's not it. It's fun to... No, I'm just happy to help."

Huh? What? That's a lot of slip ups. Did she mean to say it's fun to take care of- "Okay, here I come." -me?

Ah, okay. Please.

The warm water touched my head as she shouted. It's not poured from a high position, so there's no impact.

I washed my head with my hands to remove the bubbles, then did the same with my body, my hands sliding down and the foam falling off.

"Phew, thank you very much. You've been a great help."

"Hehe, it's nothing special. Now that you've finished washing, let's take care of your hair. I'll use treatment and conditioner. ...Oh, we don't have treatment here. Let's just use the conditioner instead."

The head of the bottle containing the conditioner is pressed, and the contents are poured into the palm of her hand.

The head wasn't pushed all the way down. It was only halfway down. If it was pushed all the way down, it would be too much.

She's taking just the right amount and spread it slightly in the palm of herr hand.

"Ah, no..."

After thanking her, I was about to ask her to put me down and condition my hair myself. That was what I had planned, but when I saw Mimia-san's eager expression as she said she would do it, I hesitated to refuse.

Meanwhile, her hands with the conditioner on them touched my hair and she started to coat my hair with it.

The hands are gentle and careful, and it's showing from her techniques that she's repeated this day after day.

Once she applied it, she's leaving it for a little bit and then she's pouring lukewarm water from her hands over my head.

"Yep, your hair is good now."

"Thank you for everything."

I bow my head on top of her feet. Ah, the water... As I shook my head up and down, the water flew off my swaying hair.

I might catch a cold, I should remove some of the moisture.

I don't have a towel, so I'm trying to gather my hair up tightly to wring out the water, but someone else put a hand to my hair and lightly patted my head with a slightly damp, fluffy towel.

The hand holding the towel is Mimia-san's. Did she bring another one?

"I'll dry you off with a towel. I'm sorry, but I used it myself. Please stay still."

"She's very thorough with it. It's almost like she's treating her like a daughter or a little sister."

"Yeah, certainly."

Sakidori Midori-san and Titer Salitari-san said as they watched me being dried with a towel.

Now that they mentioned it, she's treating me like a baby.

When I was about to fall, two people actually reached out to help me, but Mimia-san was the closest.

As the other one is relieved that I had been saved, she continued washing her face.

However, washing your face doesn't take long. It was over quickly, and the two of them were talking about something while watching our interaction.

The part I happened to hear was the conversation I had just heard.

"When I was little, I wanted a little sister, so I asked my mother for one."

After drying my head with a towel, I was stroked. Even though it was a gentle stroke, to me it was a huge hand. It felt a little wobbly. The moment she let go, I instinctively turned around and my eyes met with Mimia-san's.

Her eyes are gentle. Her atmosphere is telling me that she felt like she's actually getting a little sister...

I don't mind being treated like a little sister, but is it fun to put many attributes on me?

"A little sister? I wished I had a little brother..."

"I do have little brother so I get your feeling, but his rebellious phase is a pain to deal with."

"Oh, you're right. I wanted to experience that as well."

I wonder if your younger brother is going through a rebellious phase and has gone in a wild direction. He doesn't seem to have developed chuunibyou, at least.

"So, Vester's head got covered in shampoo, she was overwhelmed by the weight of the conditioner, and she almost fell to the ground. Are you just clumsy? Or is it because you're still a child and it's hard for you to move yout body?"

Don't add more attributes. I'm not clumsy; I'm just not thinking it through.

"I don't have that attribute. It's just a coincidence. Also, although I'm still a newborn, it's not like I have any difficulty moving my body. See?"

I swing my arms around on top of Mimia-san's legs... I really do look like a child.

Starting with the index finger, I bend my fingers one by one to make a fist. I then spread them out one by one to make an open hand. ...Yeah, let's stop.

When I stopped, Mimia-san patted me on the head again. Why?

"You said you were just born, but how old are you, Vester-san?"

"3 months old. 0 years and 3 months old. I'm a newborn."

All 3 of them looked surprised when they heard that.

Normally, by the time a baby is 3 months old, they are not able to speak fluently like adults.

"Seriously? And you can already speak? You're basically a baby."

"Wow, that's amazing. As expected of the power of game."

"She's younger than me... she's really like a little sister..."

Is it just because of the race, or is it because I have memories of my past life? I think it's one of those, but I can't tell you why I can speak. I don't know why either.

"More importantly, it looks like everyone's finished washing up, so why don't we take a dip in the bath?"

"Hmm? Oh, right."

"But, Vester-san, have you washed your face?"

"I wonder if it's okay not to wash my face. When my face is covered in that shampoo, it seems to take away the oils... If I wash my face in this condition, it might become dry."

"Hmm, I see. That's definitely something we shouldn't do."

"It's better to use a special face wash." Mimia-san said as she gently wrapped me in her arms and lifted me up.

I thought it would be able to fly soon... but my wings are still damp. I guess that's not possible.

Sakidori Midori-san stood up from her bath chair, and the other 2 followed suit.

After washing our heads and bodies, we head to the vast bathtub where we can relax and stretch our legs.

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〘Consumable item: Shampoo〙

For washing hair.

It lathers well and lifts away dirt and oil from your hair, leaving it feeling refreshed.

They are sold in a variety of scents, but the most popular is the unscented version.

〘Consumable item: Conditioner〙

It protects the surface of the hair.

Be sure to rinse it off properly after applying it. If you forget, your hair will get all messed up.

If you use something that smells, the beastmen won't come near you. Even though it smells nice...

〘Consumable item: Treatment〙

It repairs the insides of your hair.

Once you apply it, wait a little while before rinsing it out. If you forget to rinse, your hair will get all clumped up and look unpleasant.

Sweet vanilla scents are popular among young people, but trends change quickly, and it seems they are shifting towards citrus scents.

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