Chapter 82
Her face flushed as she thought about it. It must be because this humid place was too hot. Eir tried not to get too close to him as she finished rolling up his sleeves and stepped back.
He seemed to have something to say, his lips twitching, but he didn’t stop her as she moved away, saying, “I’m done.”
Rubel was done, so what was she supposed to do now? Was she really supposed to undress completely?
Eir glanced at him, wondering if he had some special method for washing in mind (how much she had hoped he would say, “You don’t have to take everything off”), but Rubel remained silent.
“Um, should I undress?”
She asked, almost threateningly, but there was no response.
After fidgeting and raising and lowering her hands a few times, Eir finally closed her eyes tightly and took off her slip. Soon, she was left in only her bra and underwear. A shiver ran down her spine.
Rubel remained still, his eyes closed. Being the only one naked, Eir naturally felt a bit embarrassed.
Well, rather than dragging this out, it’s better to just get it over with quickly.
Suddenly, this thought crossed her mind, and Eir swiftly removed her bra and underwear, tossing them aside. She handed him a small basin.
“Here, there’s water in this. You can scoop it out and pour it over me.”
He quickly got the hang of it. Even with his eyes closed, he managed to scoop water without fumbling and held it up in the air.
“I’m pouring it now.”
In the midst of this, he double-checked to make sure he wouldn’t accidentally pour water on her hand.
“Is your right hand up?”
“Yes.”
Her face was burning, as if it might disappear at any moment, but Eir kept her hand raised to avoid the water.
Soon, the water poured down, splashing everywhere. Eir tried to quickly wash her hair with one hand, frantically running her fingers through it, but it didn’t work well.
“Can you pour it again?”
“Sure…… maybe three more times.”
“How about I wash your hair for you?”
“Huh?”
The offer came so naturally, wrapped in the kind of gentlemanly courtesy that made it take a moment to realize what he was really suggesting.
Eir’s face turned bright red as she shook her head.
“W-what are you talking about? That’s ridiculous.”
But he looked at her with a shameless—no, rather tired—expression and tried to persuade her.
“It’s too hot in here for this to take so long. I’ll be faster and safer than you doing it yourself. It’s not like I’ll see anything while washing your hair.”
“Ah, no, but still.”
“Just turn around. What would I even do if I saw your body? Think of me like Aunt Jane.”
With that, he naturally grabbed her shoulders and turned her around. Eir didn’t understand how he could so easily find her shoulders and turn her while his eyes were closed.
But since he moved so quickly, she had no choice but to stand stiffly, using one arm to cover her chest.
He quickly found the soap, lathered it in his hands, and took hold of her head.
Of course, his promise not to look was a lie. How could he not look? Instead, he took in every detail: her skin, made even smoother by the water, her perky chest pressed against her arm, and the droplets of water sliding down her cleavage.
Rubel massaged the soap into her hair with both hands while his eyes roamed over her body.
His gaze followed the curve of her shoulder blades and the gentle dip of her spine. The inward curve of her waist contrasted with the cute roundness of her hips, which looked firm and tempting in a way that made him want to grab them.
Overwhelmed by the sudden rush of sensations, he let out a quiet sigh. Unaware of this, Eir innocently asked.
“Is it that hot?”
Rubel cleared his throat, his voice low and strained.
“Yes. It’s hot.”
If his subtle reply sounded different than intended, it must have been Eir’s imagination, right?
But then, as Rubel’s hands massaged her scalp, his fingers brushed the back of her neck and pressed gently behind her ears.
Eir stuttered, feeling his touch grow slightly more intense.
“Ah, I don’t need a massage.”
But there was no room for such lukewarm responses from him now. Rubel’s hands slowly trailed down her neck.
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