K : "Okay. You've had your dinner, so now the only thing you need to do is bathe, right?"
Katachi cleaned the rugged wooden table with a rag torn from his old clothes.
K : "... Bathing, huh... I... I think I'll leave you alone to do that, dear."
Roberia, with confused eyes, looked back at Katachi, her cheeks and ears reddened.
R : "Hey, Katachi? Aren't you, uhm, forgetting something?"
K : "?"
Katachi looked up at his wife, to see her raising her bandaged hands.
... Oh. Oh dear... Katachi seems to have just remembered the reason he had to do everything for Roberia.
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Scooping his right hand into the river, Katachi closed his eyes.
K : (凝固! Congeal - Water!)
The water flowing through his hands collated around his hand and formed a strange, slime-like jelly mass around his hand. Pulling up the mass of water big enough to fill his whole arm, Katachi walked home, with the same embarrassed expression on his face as before.
K : (... I should have figured it'd come to this... Had I mastered healing water magic early on, this wouldn't have had to happen...)
With a bashful expression, Katachi unconsciously pictured out the scenario that would appear later when he got back, in his head.
Since Roberia's hands were burnt, she could do pretty much nothing with her hands. He would have to remove the clothes on his wife, and use a piece of rag to wipe her whole body for her. Every part of her body had to be kept clean.
The thought of running his fingers against her bare skin excited him too much. Katachi started suffering from a nosebleed.
K : (...)
Wiping the blood off with his free left hand, Katachi smudged his already dirty tunic with more bloodstains.
K : (... Segus guide us...)
Katachi continued the walk back to the hut, with an extremely tense, fearful atmosphere hanging around him like a haunting ghost with a persistent miasma.
*** ***
R : "You're back- Whoa! You can do that?"
K : "Can you please not take this lightly? I... I have to clean you, right?"
Roberia, whose cheeks and ears were still red, pouted.
R : "... I was just trying to lighten the atmosphere..."
K : "... Sorry, Roberia. It's my fault. I... I'm too tensed. I shouldn't react like this."
Holding his now-quivering right hand over the bucket, the golden word 凝 on his palm faded, and with that the blob of water trapped on his hand fell into the bucket.
K : "Be-... Besides, we're marr-... Married. It's not like a husband is not a... A.... Allowed to see his wife's body. Unless, uh, unless... Unless it really is... not... allowed..."
R : "... You're making me nervous, Katachi. Stop it."
K : "! Sorry!... Sorry."
Taking a specific piece from a drape from Roberia's bag, Katachi placed the rugged cloth into the bucket, and walked to Roberia's front.
K : "... Okay... First, the shirt..."
Holding the fabric by its shoulders, Katachi pulled the shirt upwards, slipping it off Roberia smoothly. There was a bit of co-ordination Katachi hadn't noticed - Had he widened the neck hole first, Roberia wouldn't have to look up to help him remove the shirt, but it still came off without much resistance, spare her face.
The shirt was a velvet soft, a true craftsmanship by the best tailors from Rugnud. Even with it being washed and exposed to much physical trauma and the weathering elements of Nature, the fabric imbued with a Swamplurking Axolotl truly was a monster, being able to regenerate the 'broken' and 'torn' parts of the shirt. * Cozy's notes : Search up Axolotl on Google. I love those little buggers almost as much as geckos. <3*
K : (... It's still warm...!)
Katachi quickly put the shirt to one side, picked up and twisted the soaked rag, and prepared to wipe her body.
Looking back up at Roberia, Katachi was stunned.
In her leather brassiere, her slightly tanned skin was smooth and reflective, and betrayed her origin - She had hailed from a queen, so as a princess her skin should be fair as white. Seeing her tanned like this showed the training, pain and combat she personally endured to become a strong warrior, to lead as a strong leader and representative, as a mighty empress for her country.
It was a truly an elegant skin on her nimble, slender figure - To others, it is merely a ravishing sight to behold on a beauty, but to Katachi it was both heart-rending and beautiful.
Her devotion to her country was the one thing Katachi admired the most about her, after all.
R : "Katachi, stop staring! I feel really exposed right now..."
K : "...! Sorry! I'll... I'll start then. If... If you feel any discomfort, just... Just tell me, and don't scream if you can. It's pretty late in the night now."
R : "Okay."
Unclipping her leather brassiere-
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... From this point on, it'd get a bit H. So... Yeah. I'm going to have to put the H parts in an exclusive chapter - If you don't wanna read what happens, don't. I'll tell you what happened - He cleaned her body, wiped her menstrual blood and they both couldn't sleep well that night.
If you wanna go in to the last detail... You'd just have to wait for the actual chapter to come out. :P
I can be so evil and nasty sometimes, I swear. :P It's getting to THAT part of the story already anyway, where the routes start, so yeah, spoilers like this is already foreseen :3 Enjoy reading.
PEACE!!!
- Cozytw. and Tiat Wee.
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