Isekai Black Company Smith “Should I at Least Try as an Apprentice?”
I headed to the bathroom first.
When I got there, I'd seen the two of them eyeing a tub big enough for both of us.
“Kernax's place had one of these too.”
I deftly operated the magic tool to start filling the tub with warm water.
While the tub filled, I stepped out to check on big sis.
“Ugh... ugh...”
Her convulsions had stopped, but her breathing was still ragged, and she hadn't regained consciousness.
I dashed to my room before she woke up, grabbed a cleaning scroll, and hurried back.
“Wait... if I'd used this, I wouldn't have needed to fill the tub at all.”
Scratching my head sheepishly, I tore along the scroll's perforated line.
A familiar breeze enveloped the bed soaked in her lewd juices and her body. In no time, both were perfectly dry and fresh.
No matter how many times I used it, the effect was always mind-blowing.
“Oh, gotta put this away too.”
I grabbed the jar labeled body and headed back to the bathroom.
Steam rose from the warm water filling the tub halfway.
I didn't need the bath anymore, but seeing it full like that, it felt like a waste to dump it.
“A massage followed by a soak in warm water... then a glass of cold milk.”
It was the ultimate routine for instant deep sleep. This way, big sis's body would be all relaxed—even if she punched me, it might hurt a little less.
Honestly, Siron's noogie had brought tears to my eyes. If it was big sis's fist—and she held back more than Siron—my eyeballs might pop out.
I left the bathroom, stripped down, and approached big sis on the bed. Carefully, I scooped her up princess-style.
“Whoa... she's light.”
She was even lighter than I'd thought. Heavier than Siron, sure, but considering big sis's massive tits compared to Siron's, the difference made sense.
Slap, slap!!
Oh yeah. Every step made her breasts jiggle left and right, smacking against my chest. Pure bliss.
Carrying her into the bathroom, I eased us both into the tub, now overflowing as the water spilled over the edge.
Whoosh.
I leaned her against the tub wall to keep her steady, then shut off the magic tool spewing warm water.
“Oh...”
Her voluptuous tits floated up in the water. I dunked my head halfway under and approached those buoyant beauties.
Up close, her nipples looked even more suckable. Not that I planned to.
After admiring them bobbing in the water for a bit, I shifted to sit beside her—
Squeeze.
“Gaaahk?!”
Intense pressure centered on my forehead, crushing into my temples!! It felt like my skull was caving in!!
Thankfully, the pain didn't last.
“Ughhh...”
Clutching my throbbing head, I cautiously lifted it.
Big sis was already awake, staring down at me with a weird look.
“B-big sis?”
“...Hah.”
She let out a deep sigh without a word and slumped against the tub wall, half-reclining.
Her reaction suggested my skull was safe for now, so I relaxed a bit and sat slightly away from her... butt.
“...”
“...”
An awkward—no, uncomfortable—silence.
Honestly, I'd have bolted from the tub if I could.
“...Smith.”
“Y-yes? Yes, ma'am!!”
My voice echoed off the bathroom walls.
“...”
“...”
She'd called me, but then clammed up again. I could only swallow dryly and watch her carefully.
“Haaa...”
“...”
A long, heavy sigh poured from her lips.
She lifted her head from the wall and looked at me. My cheek stung under her gaze.
“Smith.”
“Yes, ma'am.”
“...What happened today stays between you and me. Our secret. Got it?”
“O-of course. Obviously.”
My head glitched sometimes, but I was sharp about survival stuff. Unless I wanted to die, I'd never blab. Ever.
“Good... that's all...”
“Uh... y-yeah...”
She shut her mouth again and sank deeper into the water.
“Hey.”
“Y-yes?”
“I ain't gonna eat you alive. Relax, you little shit. You went at it like a maniac back there, and now you're shaking like a leaf?”
“Ah, haha.”
Big sis. I was totally out of my mind then.
I could only laugh it off.
“Haaa... Still, that massage must've worked or something.”
“Huh?”
“Why the freakout? You telling me everything you said was bullshit?”
“N-no way! I just... thought maybe it was too intense and you'd be pissed, but you don't seem mad, so I was surprised.”
“...I'm not mad.”
“Ah, got it.”
I didn't know if she meant it, but no noogie seemed incoming, so I sighed in relief.
Bob, bob.
With tension gone, my vision widened. Her breasts floated up from the water covering her neck, nipples peeking out.
“Touch 'em if you wanna.”
“Huh?”
“What, you only want 'em during a massage?”
“N-no, that's not it...”
Gulp.
How could anyone not want to grope tits like those?
“God, you're so easy to read.”
She smirked up at me. My face burned.
“Whew~ Anyway, Smith.”
“Yes, big sis.”
“I think this big sis needs regular massages from you, kid.”
“...Huh?”
“What 'huh'? Hey, you trying to die?”
She glared with axe eyes.
“After that massage, I don't even crave booze, and my head's crystal clear. So, keep it up periodically till I cut back on drinking.”
“Uh... um...”
“You ain't refusing, right?”
Her glare softened into a grin. I nodded on reflex.
“Ha, haha!! It's big sis—of course I'll do it. Duh. Heh... b-but not every day...”
She chuckled, eyes softening.
“Brat, I got some conscience. Let's say... once a week? That work? Should be fine for you too.”
“Uh... yeah, that's okay.”
Just venting her lust? I'd do it daily, no problem. But Siron—not to mention Kernax—might glare daggers.
“And don't forget that skin-beautifying stuff. Make me drink it.”
“...For real?”
“Does it sound like a joke?”
Throb—!!
She licked her lips with a lewd smile, and my little brother stirred.
“Aging sucks enough—gotta keep my skin tight to look young.”
“Y-you already look plenty young, big sis.”
Not flattery—she was over thirty but looked mid-twenties. Women here all looked way younger than their age anyway.
“Flatterer.”
“No, for real.”
“...Yeah?”
“Yes.”
I nodded seriously. She finally averted her eyes, dunking her nose under.
Bubble bubble.
She peeked at me through bubbles.
“...I'll drink it anyway. Makes me younger. Got it?”
“Uh... yes, ma'am.”
I nodded obediently. I'd started it—no grounds to refuse.
Anyway, key point: she liked my crazy massage. My skull was safe.
All remaining tension melted away.
“Big sis, can I touch your tits?”
“...Don't ask, just touch, brat.”
“Yes, ma'am.”
I kneaded her floating breasts.
“Feel good?”
“Only guys with dick problems would hate these.”
I lifted them slightly and buried my face in her cleavage. Perfect weight, soft texture, feminine scent. What man could hate this? If any did, they were definitely Don't go choong.
Rustle, rustle.
Enjoying myself, I felt soft strokes on my head. Looking up, big sis was petting me with a smile I'd never seen—gentle.
“Like a cute kid.”
“...A bit big for a baby, no?”
“Act like a kid, you are one. Hehe.”
Word choice off, but she meant cute like a baby. I accepted her touch.
“Oh, big sis.”
“What?”
“Uh...”
Her unusual softness blanked my mind. Not horny—just pure comfort from her smile.
“Spit it out.”
“Uh, well... big sis, I'm making something new and need gangnam wood for materials.”
“So, want me to get some?”
“Yes, ma'am.”
I rubbed my cheeks on her tits and nodded.
“Gangnam wood. Easy to find outside, but no one in town deals it. Best to post a guild request.”
“How much reward?”
“How much you need?”
“Uh... a lot?”
Poke poke.
Her petting hand tapped my forehead.
“How much is 'a lot,' brat?”
“Uh... about three trees? That should do for now.”
Enough for two bows easy.
“Three trees. Got it.”
“Huh?”
“I'll handle it. Just wait.”
“Whoa...”
The big sis who'd nickel-and-dimed me for meals since quitting reception saying that? I stared, stunned. She shyly glanced away.
Massage perks? Thought flashed: Maybe now she'd grant any request?
“Uh... big sis?”
“What? More?”
She chuckled, tapping my head lightly.
Jackpot confirmed.
“My room has a bed, right?”
“So?”
“Can you swap it for a bigger, fluffier—glubglubglub!!”
My head plunged underwater instantly. The force on my crown was beyond me. Mid-sentence, oxygen starved.
I flailed desperately. Just before blacking out, the pressure lifted.
“Pwahhh—!!”
I wiped my face and gulped air.
“B-big... sis?”
Vision cleared—she was gone from the tub. Looking up, her firm ass and hips on full display as she toweled her hair roughly and opened the door.
She glanced back.
“Get your own damn bed, brat. Got it?”
Chuckling, she left.