Ch.5 Taking a Bath Together. Bitten Chest

"......And then, Okaa-san..."

"Yes. You got a skill. Dungeon related one, liku you wanted for so long."

"Yeah. Tamer... I guess there aren't many monsters that look like Omanju, but it's a job where I tame monsters like It and have them fight for me."

Tamer.

After doing some research, it seems to be a pretty rare skill.

The skill's activation condition is "when you get close to each other in the dungeon"... But if we attack each other it won't work, and even taming them has compatibility issues or something.

Normally, you defeat them, and when they get up with just enough HP left and look at you, that's apparently the sign that you've tamed them.

It was different with Omanju, though... I guess it was probably being bullied by the slimes and its HP was low.

But normally, you can recruit terrifying monsters as allies and fight alongside them.

Apparently, it's a powerful job if you can raise strong monsters or make them strong.

...Above all, for someone like me who has no physical strength, stamina, or courage, it seems easy because all I have to do is watch safely at the back.

"...Are you going into a dungeon?"

"...Yeah. With the minimum wage in our prefecture, even if I increased my hours by about two hours a day..."

"Yuzu, don't push yourself too hard... The doctor said that I can maintain my current condition with regular medication."

"Yes, I understand. I don't want to leave Okaa-san alone, so I won't do anything reckless."

For Okaa-san, I'm her only family.

So I'm not thinking about sacrificing myself...

But, of course, dungeons also come with danger.

They say that beginners, in particular, can easily die due to carelessness.

Apparently, the emergency escape device—a wristband—has reduced the chances of dying, but even so, a weak and inexperienced person like me could still die from shock if I thought I was under attack. (TL: Wristband... This kinda confirm it's in the same universe as Haru's)

I think it's possible.

That's totally possible.

"But, Okaa-san, besides continuing this part-time job where the pay won't increase any further, the only way to improve our lives a little is... this."

"...I've been relying on Yuzu all this time."

"It's because, I'm Okaa-san's only family."

That's right.

Up until now, I'd given up because I thought I didn't have the talent, but apparently, even on the safe lower levels of dungeons, you can earn more than a regular part-time job.

If you raise your level or become famous, you'll get more work, you can get sponsors, and if you join an agency, you'll get a monthly or yearly salary.

This offers far more potential than juggling a contract job and part-time work like I am now.

Since I'm on leave from high school, my only qualification is a junior high school diploma.

I went from being a regular middle school student to a high school student, and I have absolutely no skills.

That's me.

...I honestly thought things wouldn't work out if I continued like this.

These kinds of opportunities are probably important.

"If it looks too difficult, I'll stop. But..."

"...Hehe. I knew it, Yuzu is a 'boy' after all."

"!!?"

"Yeah, I still yearn for dungeons and adventures. Because I'm a 'man'."

"Gyui!?"

Right below us, as we resolved to do our best as a man.

For some reason, Omanju drops the carrot as if it's shocked.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Omanju... Did something get stuck?"

"Gyui gyui!?"

"Hmm? ...It seems okay though..."

"I wonder what's wrong...?"

"I wonder...?"

"Kyu, kyuiiiiii...?"

For a while after that, Omanju would look at my face with a strange expression on it.

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"It's been a long time since I last ate Okaa-san's cooking! ...But is it really okay?"

"Yes. I still have some energy. Oh, and I've also prepared a bath for you!"

"Don't overdo it. The doctor told you that too, didn't he? Even if you feel fine, don't push yourself too hard."

"Kyui?"

Okaa-san has always been the type to try too hard.

That's why I'm worried, but... her complexion is indeed very good.

But we can't let our guard down.

Because she's been living a life where she gets better only for a few days out of the year, and that's continued for years.

"Go on now! You have to wash the Omanju-chan too! I'm really fine!"

"……Okay."

I'm worried, but she does seem fine, and since she's doing well, it would be wrong to show her unnecessary worry.

So I head to the bathroom, clutching Omanju in my arms.

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"Kyui!?"

"Hmm?"

As I took my shirt off, Omanju let out a cry.

"……What's wrong?"

"......!! ......!?"

...I look like one of those cats making weird faces in those videos... Do I really smell that bad...?

"Sniff, sniff... My armpits don't feel particularly sweaty... Oh, maybe it's because I sweated from what happened earlier..."

But does it really smell that bad?

Is it because It has a good nose?

Since it's a juvenile, it really looks like a strange manju, but maybe it's a member of the cat family?

...Rustle.

Swoosh.

"!?"

I was hurt by the suspicion that I might smell bad, but I quickly prepared, thinking, "I can't let anything happen Okaa-san."

I take off my shirt and put it in the laundry basket.

"!!??"

I take off Okaa-san's old pants and underwear too.

"......!? ......!!?"

...But honestly, even as a high school student, I still have absolutely no masculine qualities.

When I look in the mirror, my hair has grown long and messy, reaching not just my shoulder blades but my back... and the hair on the sides now covers my chest.

I have a chin with not a single beard hair and a face that looks rather unhappy, just like Okaa-san's.

"...Kyui!"

As I was gazing at my reflection in the mirror... Omanju suddenly flew at me.

"No! ...I'm not a girl you know, so nothing would come out..."

"!?!?!?!"

I felt a sting when this child latched onto my chest, so I quickly picked it up and pulled it away.

...The chest that were being sucked on were the kind that tend to accumulate fat, one of the reason I was made fun of in middle school.

I tend to gain fat easily on my butt, so I was constantly teased by elementary and middle schoolers who would call me "a girl!"...though thankfully they stopped doing that in the latter half of middle school.

But, when I was in the pool or taking a bath during school trips... everyone's stares were kind of scary.

I'm as short as a girl, so maybe they were trying to make me a target for bullying... I was prepared for it, but I guess because the entrance exams were approaching, they just kept their distance.

Well, I guess it's probably just because I've been running errands for my bully friend since elementary school, so I wasn't directly harmed.

But right now, that's less important...

"Ugh...it's throbbing..."

...And on top of that, my n*pples that were sucked on are stinging.

It's been a while since I've had this stinging, throbbing pain again, so this throbbing feels even worse.

They say girls are more sensitive, so I wonder how painful it would be to be latched on by a baby.

"......? ......????"

"Come on, let's go in. You're not that dirty, but I don't want any chance of dust mites in the futon."

"......!?!?!"

...But why is this child keeping its eyes and mouth wide open the whole time?

Do I really smell bad...?

Mitsumiya-san told me, "You smell nice!" so I thought I should be fine...

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