Multiple updates today.
This is the second chapter of the two-part update.
I was so worked up that I spent more time on lewd acts than practicing magic.
So it wouldn’t end with just me getting off, I serviced Fuka just like I had done for Chiya and Moyoko. But she was too cute in her embarrassment, which turned me back on again. The moment she noticed, she reached out to me again… and that loop repeated until the hours melted away without us realizing.
That said, everyone had their physical limits, so eventually the act came to an end.
After tidying up by putting away the used towels and rearranging our clothes.
Still blushing, Fuka stood up.
“S-shall we head back?”
“Y-yeah. It’s already sunset… I didn’t even realize.”
“I’m sorry. It was my fault for…”
“Nah, don’t say that…”
Blushing on both ends, we started the walk home.
Actually, this meant I had finally had a sexual encounter with all four of my teammates.
In Japan, this would be a situation where someone gets stabbed, but luckily, in this dreamlike scenario, everyone was fully okay with it.
As far as I’m concerned, being transferred to this desert island might actually be a plus. “K…
Kitano-kun…?”
“Ah, what’s up?”
“U-um… it’s okay if you don’t want to, but… may I hold your hand?”
The utter fragility in her voice, as if terrified of being refused, made me answer immediately. “A-ah. Of course.”
Offhand as it was, it was the first time I’d ever received such a request.
I gently took her hand.
Even though we’d been doing far more extreme things just moments ago, I found myself strangely flustered.
It felt like the progression of our intimacy was all over the place.
How could holding hands feel bigger than being touched?
“Thank you… I know it’s not my style, but this kind of thing was always a dream of mine.”
“It’s not about looking the part or not. I’ve watched couples holding hands as they walked home and thought, ‘I wish I had that.’”
”…Have you never experienced anything with Chiyu-san?”
Mikizuku looked surprised at the question.
“I think it might have happened when we were in elementary school… but I haven’t done anything since middle school started.”
“R-really?…”
Fumino’s voice had a certain joy in it.
“Hey, hey, Kouno-kun.”
“Hm?”
“Um, things didn’t go well before, but… um, m-may I call you by your name?”
So that’s what was on her mind.
“Yeah, feel free to call me whatever you like.”
“Th-then… would it be okay if I called you Sou-suke?”
“That’s fine. You can drop the honorifics too, if you want.”
“No… please keep calling me Sou-suke-san.”
“Understood. Can I just call you Fuhou?”
“Mm-hmm. It’s nice to meet you again, properly this time. Sou-suke-san.”
Fuhou smiled broadly.
“Ah, it’s nice to meet you properly too.”
“So, um… whenever I make a request, please don’t hesitate to reach out to me.”
“Fuhou… being asked that might make a man get carried away.”
“Heh, perhaps Sou-suke-san is best suited for that kind of thing. You’re usually too gentle.”
“Y-Yes, I understand. Well then, don’t hesitate to rely on me.”
“I’m looking forward to it with anticipation.”
“I might rely on you until it becomes a burden for you to bear.”
“I know you’d stop if I truly resisted, but… you can rest easy. I don’t find it repulsive when you ask for this.”
Fukami rested her head gently against my shoulder as she said that. Damn it…
Fukami is too cute.
No, rather, aren’t all four of them way too attractive?
We held hands the rest of the way and headed home together.
Eventually, we arrived at our base of operations.
Out in front of the entrance, we let go of each other’s hands without really deciding to, stepping inside the building.
“I’m home~”
“Welcome back.
Shi-chan, here come two people~” Miko’s voice drifted out from the living room.
“Sōsuke-kun. Sorry to bother you right after you get back, but is there something I could ask of you?”
“Go ahead.”
“Fufu, Sōsuke really is a popular man, isn’t he?”
“The ‘Craft’ ability really does come in handy.”
“Please don’t say things like that again. It’s only because of you that I can rely on you in this way.”
As we passed through the living room, Chiyu cast a “Novice Heal” on us, saying, “Welcome back.”
Then Chiyu and Miko moved to either side of Fukami. “Mio-san, you’re late today? Did you have quite a bit of fun?” “Hmm. Spit it all out, everyone. Sharing information is important,” Fukami was dragged along by them.
Hearing the chairwoman’s voice go, “U-Understood. I’m planning to explain everything in detail,” I poked my head into the kitchen.
“Shion, what do I need to make?”
“Ahh, welcome back, Souji. Um, would it be possible to make ‘balsamic vinegar’ from the ‘wild grapes’ we have?”
I see baskets filled with “wild grapes” and “sugar beets” in the cooking area, so I store them away for now.
“I’ve heard the name before, though…”
“Oh, sorry about that. It’s, um, a type of vinegar made by long-term fermenting concentrated grape juice.”
“Hmm, hmm. So first I extract the ‘juice’ from the ‘wild grapes,’ and then generate the ‘balsamic vinegar’ from that… Oh, look, a recipe has appeared.”
It seems I can generate seasonings.
Being able to skip the aging period is likely one of the advantages of the “Craft” ability.
Shion looks delighted.
“Just as expected, Souji-kun…!”
Considering it’s a product that traditionally requires a minimum of twelve years to age, her joy is understandable.
“What will you use this for?”
“Fu-fu-fu… That’s a surprise! You’ll have to wait until it’s done!”
Since taking office as head chef, Shion has been displaying much more vibrant expressions.
It’s not just her love of cooking; I get the feeling she’s also happy to have found her role in this kind of situation.
“Shion’s cooking is damn good, you know. I’m really looking forward to it.”
“Mm…!
Ah, and—” “What?”
“Could you tell Fukaho-chan that I want to hear her story later too?”
Faced with Shion’s beaming smile, all I could do was nod.
“Ah, yeah, got it.”
Admittedly, things might have been a bit slow, but weren’t the three of them overreacting to some vague feminine instinct?
I left the kitchen area and, after a moment’s hesitation, headed toward the bathhouse.
Part of my plan was to get my shower done early, but I had other things on my mind as well.
Passing through the changing room and pushing open the door, I arrived at an open-air style bath area.
It featured a large stone bathtub, sheltered above by a roof that protected it like a canopy.
I had avoided making a foundation for this roof or burying it into the ground, as that would prevent it from being stored away.
But I couldn’t have it just collapsing on someone.
Essentially, it just needed to be secured with the same amount of force required to dig deep into the earth or set in concrete.
My solution was simple.
I placed large boulders with holes drilled through them at the four corners of the bath, fitting pillars into them.
To be precise, I arranged the pillars in a state where they fit snugly, including the roof.
It’s roughly the same as those ‘nori stands’ you see lined up in front of convenience stores.
Those don’t get buried or anchored into the ground either; instead, a heavy weight is prepared, and the rod is inserted into it.
Thanks to the ‘Crafting Ability,’ I was able to create clean holes in the stone and set up the structure with the roof already assembled.
This way, it can be stored away and won’t easily tip over.
Since this works well enough, I’ll store all the wooden screens and replace them with a taller stone wall.
With a stone wall, even a normal gust of wind wouldn’t knock it over.
Finally, it’s starting to feel like a proper open-air bath.
I immediately poured in the water, diluted it appropriately with cold water, and then washed my body.
“Come to think of it, since body soap and shampoo are separate things, there must be some difference between them…?”
I’ll ask the women; if it seems like I can make it, I’ll give it a try.
I have a vague suspicion that skin irritation or moisturizing ingredients play a role in it.
While taking a light bath, I generated some scented soap for the girls.
“Phew… I really want some sweets right now… but if it’s just plain sugar, then…”
I tried making cotton candy to see what would happen, but I failed.
So snacks… are they classified under cooking?
It’s a cheat-tier crafting ability, but that doesn’t mean it can create anything and everything.
”…Ah, how about rock sugar?”
If it’s just sugar crystals, maybe it wouldn’t be recognized as cooking. “Oh! Got it, I made some!”
I brought it to my hand and put a piece in my mouth.
“Wahhhhhh…!”
Maybe because it was such clear, distinct sweetness after a long time, it hit my brain hard.
“Hmm… I should teach everyone how to do this later.”
Shion might know some cooking methods that utilize this, and even if I just lick one or two, it would be plenty enjoyable.
After the sugar had mostly dissolved in my mouth, I stepped out of the bath for a moment and stored the large bathtub.
Drying off my body, I returned inside the house.
And then, a faintly pleasant scent would drift into his nostrils.
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