Volume 3 Chapter 22 Relaxing And Comfortable Bath Time
On a holiday afternoon, when the sun is still bright and shining on the world, filling the bathtub with warm water feels really luxurious.
I turn the faucet that mixes water magic stones and fire magic stones just right, and warm water flows out at the perfect temperature.
I open the lid of a clear bottle filled with a light pink, thick liquid and pour its contents into the water overflowing from the faucet.
The thick liquid spills from the clear bottle and spreads in the bathtub, creating fluffy bubbles.
"Bubble bath...!"
I smile while staring at the bathtub filled with fluffy bubbles.
At the same time the bubbles rise, a nice scent spreads in the tub.
The label on the bath product says it has a Brilliant Rose scent, so I guess this is the scent of Brilliant Rose.
"Brilliant."
"What does 'brilliant' mean, Lydia?"
"I'm not really sure either."
"Why is the bath full of bubbles? Are we cleaning?"
"No, Dad. This is a bubble bath. It's a magic bath where you can wash your body while soaking in the tub."
"Bubble bath?"
"Yes. A while ago, Mx. Margaret told me to take a nice-smelling bath sometimes and stop crying and complaining all the time. She gave me this as a gift."
"Crying and complaining?"
"Pumpkin pudding..."
"Tarte Tatin..."
My dad, Eir-Eir, and Ms. Famine are looking at me with sympathy.
"I'm okay now, but Mx. Margaret always worries about me. They said to take a nice-smelling bath and, um, what did they say... to improve my girl power."
"Girl power?"
"Pumpkin."
"Tarte Tatin."
My dad and Eir-Eir look confused, but Ms. Famine nods seriously.
Ms. Famine seems to have a lot of girl power. She probably took bubble baths a lot when she was beautiful.
"Do I not have enough girl power...?"
"Tarte."
Ms. Famine taps the white side of the bathtub with her little front paw.
It seems like she's telling me that taking a bubble bath will help me improve my girl power.
"Today is a special bubble bath day, so let's all get in together."
"Lydia, I'm good."
"Dad, your fur is dirty. You have to get in properly."
"Biologically, I'm male. I am your father, but it's a problem to bathe with my 18-year-old daughter."
"But you're a dog?"
"I'm not a dog. You don't need to worry; I'll get in alone after you finish your bath."
After saying that, my dad left the bathroom.
I thought it was okay if he got in later, so I tried to grab Eir-Eir and Ms. Famine, but they escaped.
"You two, the bath...!"
The two of them dashed out of the bathroom like rabbits and peeked at me from behind the door of the changing room.
"Eir-Eir, you looked like you enjoyed it yesterday."
"Pudding."
"Ms. Famine, you have high girl power, so you're used to baths, right?"
"Tatin..."
Eir-Eir makes a sour face, and Ms. Famine is grooming her face with her front paw, both shaking their heads.
"Baths feel good, so why does everyone hate them? Maybe Eir-Eir is mad because I forced you to take a bath yesterday?"
"Pumpkin."
"Are you mad? Ms. Famine, since you're a cat, do you dislike water...?"
"Tarte."
"It's such a nice bubble bath..."
I wanted to see Eir-Eir and Ms. Famine all bubbly.
I had no choice but to take a bath alone.
I sank into the fluffy bubbles and started blowing bubble soap, and Eir-Eir and Ms. Famine, who were watching me from the door, flapped their ears and wings in surprise.
After playing for a while, they slowly started to come closer.
"...Hey."
I grabbed the two of them as they reached the edge of the bathtub and put them into the bubbles.
Ms. Famine clung to me in a panic, while Eir-Eir splashed around in the bubbles, making even more foam. I took them out of the bath for a moment.
"Is it scary because it's deep...?"
This time, I scooped some warm water and bubbles into a basin and placed it in the washing area.
Eir-Eir jumped into the basin and started splashing around.
Ms. Famine seemed like she wanted to say something, tapping the edge of the basin lightly.
"Maybe she doesn't like the shape of the basin or something like that..."
"Tarte Tatin."
Once again, I felt Ms. Famine's silent pressure as she jumped onto the edge of the bathtub.
It felt like she was saying I should pick her up.
When I lifted her and put her in the bath, she didn't seem flustered at all. Instead, she closed her eyes happily while I let the bubbles wash her body.
Ms. Famine is a bit more particular than Eir-Eir.
But maybe she wanted me to hold her properly with both hands or something like that.
Eir-Eir, splashing around in the basin, sent a lot of soap bubbles flying around the bathroom.
"Pumpkin pudding!"
She flapped her wings proudly.
Covered in bubbles, Eir-Eir looked like a rice cake covered in whipped cream.
After playing a lot in the bathroom, we felt refreshed and stepped out of the bath.
Both Eir-Eir's and Ms. Famine's fur were shiny and glowing.
Baths are really important, aren't they?
They make you fluffy and shiny.
If Sir Ciel dries them off, they'll definitely be even fluffier and shinier.
Next time, I should ask Sir Ciel to do it on his day off.
"Dad, I'm out of the bath. You can come in now."
"Got it."
"Are you okay by yourself?"
"No problem."
When we stepped out of the bath, Dad went in.
I wonder if he's okay, being a dog and all.
I'm worried.
"For now, let's dry off in the sunny room."
I took Eir-Eir and Ms. Famine upstairs to the living room.
The living space of Lobelia Diner House is on the second floor.
I usually only use the bedroom for sleeping, but there is a living room too.
The living room has 2 sofas, a fireplace, and a table, but we've never lit a fire in the fireplace.
The flame magic stone stove is safer than a wood-burning fireplace, so we use that more often now.
Warm afternoon light filled the living room, creating a sunny spot shaped like a window.
When I placed a fluffy towel there, Eir-Eir and Ms. Famine curled up on the towel and started to sleep peacefully.
I sat on the sofa, drying my hair with a towel, and zoned out for a while.
There were so many things happening that I couldn't keep up.
I felt like there were more things I should be doing, but I thought maybe it was okay to not think about anything today, so I lowered my eyes.
"Hmm...?"
I thought I heard something fall in the bathroom.
Maybe Dad tripped.
He's a small dog, and the bath is deep.
What if he's drowning?
I hurriedly headed to the bathroom.
"Dad, are you okay...!?"
I opened the bathroom door and peeked inside.
What I saw was a beautiful adult man with long, wavy black hair and mysterious violet eyes.
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