Chapter 461: The Scent of the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye

Chapter 461: The Scent of the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye

“Alright, guess it’s my turn for a quick shower.”

After the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye came out, the right to use the bathroom was handed over successfully.

Himekoji strode into the bathroom and took off his clothes.

He had sweated a lot earlier while riding his bike, and a sticky feeling still lingered on his skin now.

Still, thankfully, it didn’t smell too bad.

Hmm… probably didn’t, right?

While idle thoughts drifted through his mind, his actions didn’t slow down. Himekoji casually tossed his discarded clothes into the laundry basket.

Huh?

Wait a minute!

He glanced inadvertently, and then, Himekoji spotted an absolutely unbelievable secret inside the laundry basket!

The sheer surprise made his eyes go wide, fixed unblinkingly on it.

What Himekoji was looking at right now was a black bra. From the outside, it looked perfectly ordinary, but its inside structure was astonishing!

It hid two super thick chest pads!

Himekoji sized them up roughly and felt…

These pads could easily add at least 3cm!

They even had stitching lines in the middle, designed to hug the chest curve perfectly while also being super hard to detect.

Who would have thought the mighty Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye was actually a Warrior of Chest Pads!

Totally didn’t see that coming! Not at all!

Because it was so small, even with the pads, it was still small. So, he’d never even thought in that direction before.

Still, thinking about it, compared to the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye, Rikka never wore these weird padding things.

That Chuunibyou didn’t seem to care at all about the whole size issue.

Hmm…

This just proved that even though Rikka and the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye shared the same body, deep down, they really were still completely different people.

Driven by curiosity, Himekoji picked up one of the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye’s chest pads and gave it a little squeeze.

It was pure cotton, with great elasticity. Also, since it hadn’t been off her for very long, it still faintly held a trace of body warmth.

Okay, so we know how it looks, how it feels, its temperature… what about the smell?

The thought instinctively popped into his head, but Himekoji only toyed with the idea briefly, letting it go quickly.

He wouldn’t really do it.

Obviously, right?

Otherwise, wouldn’t that make him a total pervert?

And every single time Himekoji denied being a pervert like that—

[Ding!]

—some annoying jerk would always jump in helpfully to remind him—

You ARE a pervert, man!

[Optional Task Available!]

[Flavor, Find Out!]

“Huh?”

The sudden chime of the System prompt in his head almost made Himekoji dizzy.

What the hell?

The System?

Where did it come from now!

But hadn’t that thing fallen into a deep sleep because it ran out of energy?

Two severe injuries in a row had left Himekoji’s whole body wrapped in bandages, and they had also placed a heavy burden on the System.

Saving a barely-alive Himekoji every time undoubtedly consumed a huge amount of energy.

So, it shouldn’t be awake yet, right?

Himekoji had been trying to call out to the System these past few days, but it had never responded once. That was the proof.

Ah!

Himekoji suddenly remembered, earlier when the System was asleep, hadn’t tasks still appeared as normal?

“Man, it really is dedicated.”

So, all he could do was murmur this small, fragmented sigh of admiration.

After that, Himekoji accepted the task without the slightest hesitation.

There was just no choice.

The System needed energy, and Himekoji needed energy too.

Using the story skill ‘Evil Eye of the Wicked Lord’ also required energy as fuel.

Besides, he was already used to doing pervy stuff anyway. Himekoji actually didn’t feel much resistance to it anymore.

It was shameful to admit, downright embarrassing, but sometimes… Himekoji genuinely enjoyed it inside…

Cough! Cough!

“Alright, time to make a guess then. The Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye… would she be Strawberry flavored?”

He brought it close and gave it a careful sniff.

“Whoa, it’s Lavender type huh.”

Himekoji couldn’t help but mutter, finding the result rather unexpected.

Anyway, task done!

Piece of cake. This energy came easy, practically falling into his lap.

Thinking that internally, Himekoji waited a little while. But no task completion reward prompt sounded.

“Huh?”

Curious, he focused his consciousness to check the System interface. Only then did he realize what the “flavor” the System mentioned meant wasn’t just the smell…

It meant… he had to lick it too?

That’s…

Wouldn’t the shame level go way off the charts here?

It just felt way too embarrassing.

Just as Himekoji was struggling internally—whether to lick it right away or take a big breath first—BANG! The bathroom door was suddenly shoved open hard from the outside.

“S-sorry! I just remembered I forgot to grab something… Huh?!”

At a certain moment after stepping out of the bathroom after her bath, the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye suddenly remembered she probably left something very private, something absolutely shouldn’t be seen, back in the laundry basket.

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she grew. Restless, she could only resort to this desperate tactic—charging back into the bathroom—determined to recover her chest pads without Mr. Himekoji noticing her secret and hide them away.

As a result, she witnessed this scene.

She saw—

Mr. Himekoji, who had stripped completely, not bathing properly but instead panting heavily with his tongue out over his own underwear…

“Mr. Himekoji, no!! Dirty!!”

In her panic, that’s exactly what blurted out.

“Dirty?”

Didn’t you insist just last chapter that your worn underwear was perfectly clean?

Huh?

Wait!

Could this “dirty” possibly mean my tongue is dirty?!

This notion eerily popped into Mr. Himekoji’s mind.

Then, the very next moment, a chill instantly shot through his entire body.

The instant the bathroom door opened, the airflow stirred a draft, hitting his bare skin.

That’s right – he was still stark naked!

He finally realized.

Bottom line, find something to cover up with!

Especially his lower half – no sight for young eyes!

With only that thought racing through his mind, Mr. Himekoji acted without thinking. Instinctively, he grabbed the fabric pieces and breast pads, shielding his “little Hime-Hime” in front of himself.

Seeing this, Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eyes widened her eyes in disbelief—

“Mr. Himekoji! You! You! Don’t do such vulgar things right in front of me with my underwear!!”

“Ahh, sorry! I shouldn’t do it in front of you!”

Faced with such an emergency, Mr. Himekoji was utterly flustered. His old face reddening, he hurriedly apologized.

“Doing it behind my back is even worse!”

“Huh? Wha… What?”

“I mean… I mean you’re not allowed to do this sort of thing at all! If Mr. Himekoji truly… truly has that kind of need, I… I could help you…”

Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eyes’ initially fiercely scolding voice trailed off mid-sentence, weakening to a faint whisper like a mosquito’s hum,

“Though… though… though I don’t have experience in this, b-but for Mr. Himekoji, I’ll d-do my very best…”

Utterly humiliated, yet stubbornly pretending she was “fine,” her cheeks flushed and eyes watering, she forced out those lines filled with deep resolve.

Like this, Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eyes seemed somehow outrageously cute!

Seriously, wasn’t that way too unfair?

He hadn’t been needing anything like that, but her words were starting to make him feel the urge!

The growing excitement beneath the breast pads covering his “little Hime-Hime” was the proof.

Just as Mr. Himekoji feared he might completely lose control at any moment—

[Ding!]

The System abruptly poured cold water on that.

[Taste Contamination Detected!]

[Mission Failure!]

“Huh?”

What did “Taste Contamination” mean?

Puzzled, Mr. Himekoji instinctively looked down.

What he saw was—

The breast pads, meant as mission items, were now pressed tightly against his twenty-centimeter… intimate and inseparable.

Oh. I see.

Probably…

These two things clung so tight together, smells just mixed.

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