Chapter 62
Chapter 62
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: Illusory Bathhouse
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The bathhouse scenery visible at a glance was incredibly beautiful.
Walls and floors made entirely of marble.
Water dripping from statues of elegantly sculpted women holding jars.
Warm steam rose gently, the water cascading in thick streams into the bath.
Clear, transparent water rippled inside the massive tub.
A bath grand enough for the Emperor of the Empire held only one person: Reina.
She realized she was gazing at the bathhouse scenery while still dressed in her elven attire.
"It's just like reality."
She had experienced simple illusion magic that mimicked appearances countless times.
Elves used various illusion spells as traps to protect their forests, so Reina had a fair amount of knowledge about illusion magic.
Precisely because she had seen so many, she knew better than anyone.
The humid air thick with hot steam.
The soft scent of soap mixed with the cozy aroma of warm water.
Even the feel of the marble floor beneath her feet.
Sight, smell, hearing, even touch—all perfectly replicated.
Reina knew well how difficult it was to manifest illusion magic of this level.
'I can't distinguish it from real reality.'
An elf's senses far surpassed those of humans.
Elves could hear what humans couldn't and sense the flow of mana and spirits that humans couldn't feel.
Even for her, she couldn't pinpoint where or how the distortion began.
'The mana flow feels real too...'
It didn't move according to her will.
There was definitely some distortion somewhere.
"I can't use any power... huh."
Interesting.
She thought she understood why this mere inferior species had such confidence in defeating her.
"Arrogant, but with real skill to back it up?"
To analyze the illusion magic, Reina turned her head.
"He seemed confident he could satisfy my desires somehow."
What did he plan to do in just a bathhouse?
She couldn't comprehend it.
For a moment, she dipped her hand into the water in the bath.
"It's hot..."
Even this temperature sensation was all part of the spell.
Max's shop definitely didn't have a bathtub filled with water like this.
There might be one in the bathroom, but at least the room where she had fallen under the illusion didn't have it.
So how?
'Stop overthinking. That's not what's important.'
It was then.
"Oh? You've already come in?"
Turning her head at the familiar voice, there stood Yuris.
She was wrapped in a gown, looking at Reina with a slightly surprised expression.
"Y-Yuris-nim?"
Why are you here?
In that instant, Reina belatedly realized this wasn't reality.
The voice was so realistic that she almost fell for it.
"Why are you still dressed, Reina?"
"Yes?"
"Did you come into the bath without changing?"
"......"
How should she respond?
Her mind blanked for a moment.
Even knowing this Yuris was fake, Reina couldn't tear her eyes away from this private side of Yuris she would never see normally.
"Elves don't bathe separately or something?"
"We do. We do... it's just..."
She didn't voice that this wasn't reality.
She knew well that could trigger the magic's backlash.
"I didn't know how to use a human bathhouse."
"Oh, is that it? Then let me show you."
Yuris rushed over and grabbed Reina's hand.
Grabbing her hand.
Something real Yuris would never do.
"Y-Yuris-nim?"
"Come on. What, embarrassed because I'm holding your hand?"
"N-No, it's not that..."
"If you dawdle, time will pass before you even wash."
Yuris actively pulled her into the changing area and grabbed the collar of Reina's clothes.
"W-What are you doing?"
"What else? Helping you undress."
"You don't have to do that."
"Are you shy?"
"......"
"Elves get embarrassed too, huh."
A moist, sweet voice that Yuris would never make.
This was Yuris?
'No. The Yuris-nim I know isn't...'
Not someone who handled skinship so skillfully or let out such steamy breaths.
"Don't worry. I'll be gentle your first time."
"Gentle? What do you mean..."
"You said it's your first time in a human bathhouse. I'll teach you gently, from start to finish."
Reina felt chills run down her spine at Yuris's whisper in her ear.
'T-This isn't right...'
This wasn't the Yuris she knew.
But if asked if she hated it, she could confidently shake her head.
'Is this the Yuris I've wanted?'
No way.
She didn't admire Yuris for some vulgar side.
She was captivated by her goddess-of-victory aura, not this kind of Yuris.
If asked if she hated it, no.
It was a side Yuris had never shown her before.
She was just at a loss seeing her distant object of admiration drawing so close; she didn't feel repulsion.
After all, intimacy was essential for mental communion.
That was precisely why she had stuck by Yuris's side.
She had heard humans built affection the longer they spent together.
That's why she had booked a hotel room with Yuris, but the communion she sought hadn't gone as well as hoped.
Instead, Yuris often kept her at arm's length with an iron wall.
A tough opponent.
That only fueled her determination.
She had tried a little stubbornness.
'To think I'd feel something here I never could in reality.'
Her favorite showing such a private side to her.
Showing intimate expressions and speech only she could see—it was hard to resist.
If she could raise intimacy with Yuris, this would be part of the mental exchange they'd eventually share.
'Right. I'm just entrusting my body to the Yuris who's being kind to me.'
Not because of base emotions like lust or pleasure.
Humans were inferior species, but Yuris wasn't.
Hadn't she often thought of trying mental communion with her?
'It's fine.'
Reassuring herself, she entrusted her body to Yuris.
Rustle.
As her clothes slipped off, Reina squeezed her eyes shut.
"Your body is so beautiful. Must be because you're an elf?"
At Yuris's words, Reina felt her ears burning.
Her ears twitched up and down without her control.
Shaking ears were a sign of intense elven arousal.
"P-Please stop talking."
"Are you embarrassed?"
"...Yes."
"That's okay. I understand. If it's your first time baring your skin to another."
"......"
Her head spun at Yuris's soft, whispering voice.
Why did this Yuris appear in my illusion?
Maybe because of that voice she heard in the shop?
The beastly moans full of lust.
A voice she'd never let her hear—maybe that's why.
Since Reina had heard Yuris's moans from the video, this version appeared...
Reina cracked her eyes open to look at Yuris.
The gown covering Yuris's body while undressing her had vanished.
"Y-Yuris-nim? Y-Your gown..."
"Oh, it's just us two, no need to cover up."
"Ah..."
Reina gazed at Yuris's nude form, where beautiful muscles and fat harmonized perfectly.
Large breasts and hips asserting presence between well-defined muscles.
A wasp waist, prominent chest, and hips dizzying her gaze.
'Ugh...'
To an elf with no immunity to such things, her favorite's naked body—flawless, private real body no one else saw—was unbearably tempting.
Even if fake, her senses told her it was no different from the real thing.
Almost identical to the form revealed by her uniform.
How could it match so perfectly?
Of course, prioritizing mental communion above all, she never imagined Yuris's naked body in lewd ways.
She just felt it was incredibly beautiful seeing it with her own eyes.
'Pretty.'
Lost in staring, Reina was now nude like Yuris.
"Come on in. We need to wash up quick."
Yuris hurriedly covered her chest with a towel and followed.
"Wait, just a moment..."
Just the fact she could bathe with her favorite made her face swell with excitement.
Among elves, washing together before mental communion was the most basic exchange.
To humans, it was akin to stripping naked, caressing, and starting foreplay.
"Haa, haa."
The closer to the bath, the rougher Reina's breathing grew.
"Your skin is so pretty, Reina."
"I-Is it?"
Yuris's hand gently touching her skin.
By now, Reina no longer thought it was fake at all.
Her thought process glitched at her favorite's appearance.
Splash.
Submerging in the tub, warm water enveloped her body.
"Haaa."
A sigh of relief escaped naturally.
Even though she had bathed in the hotel tub just hours ago, this was a warmth she'd never felt before wrapping around her.
Probably because...
Splash, splash.
Yuris was slowly washing her body.
Reina lost her senses at Yuris washing her with an expression she'd never shown.
She just bit her lip tight, squirming like a pubescent girl confessing to her first love.
Yuris lathered the showerhead, cleaned her body thoroughly, then finally poured warm water over her.
Now smelling fragrant, Yuris took Reina's hand and helped her up.
"All done."
"...Yuris-nim."
A warm smile.
At her favorite's smile, a fuzzy feeling welled up in Reina's chest for the first time.
"Today, you'll feel defeat with me, Reina."
Yuris brought her lips to Reina's ear and whispered.
"Yes? Yuris-nim, what does that mean?"
"Didn't you hear? Today, we're going to lose together."
No sooner had she spoken than the bathhouse door opened, and a man entered.
Max, lower body covered by a gown.
"Y-Yuris...? What is this...?"
"How about it? That body brimming with wild masculinity and muscle. Isn't it great?"
Her senses snapped alert.
This is fake.
The Yuris she knew wasn't a woman who went into heat over a man's body like that.
But.
"He's our master now. The one who turned me into a human bitch..."
Yuris smiled bashfully at Max, a sight too beautiful to deny.
And she approached him.