Chapter 51
Chapter 51
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 51
Chapter Title: The Yandere Fairy's Gaze is Strange
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"Hmmm♪"
I hummed a little tune as I climbed the rooftop stairs.
My steps were as light as ever, picturing the fairy soaking in the warm water.
But the moment I reached the rooftop, that anticipation turned to bewilderment.
What... what the hell?
Right before my eyes, a massive figure bobbed in the hot bath.
Amid the rising steam, an enormous person lounged in the tub.
No, it was too big to call human.
It looked more like a mountain.
A face covered in thick, bushy beard, with sharp eyes that hung heavy and stern.
And above all, a body several times larger than any normal human's—I knew instantly who it was.
"L-Lord Yama...?"
"Excellent. Now I see why the Gold Fairy comes all the way down to earth for a bath."
King Yama spread his arms contentedly in the tub, churning up the water.
Even his slightest movement sent waves surging, splashing water over the edge.
Then he scooped up water with one massive hand, running it over his face and hair. His thick beard and locks glistened wet and glossy.
"Haha... even so, it can't beat the ponds up in the fairy realm, right?"
King Yama scowled at my words and waved a dismissive hand.
"All the good ponds are hogged by the fairies. If I tried bathing there, they'd just give me the side-eye."
Well...
Maybe that's because your usual antics are so pervy? The retort tickled my throat, but I barely swallowed it down.
"Who would dare give Lord Yama the side-eye!?"
"...I used to command real respect back in the day. Time sure flies..."
King Yama leaned back leisurely, stretching in the tub.
Muscles and flesh rippled together, sending huge ripples through the water.
His sheer size made the water slosh and overflow with the tiniest shift.
Shit, is the building gonna collapse?
And on top of that...
What if the fairies came down from the fairy realm for a bath and ran into him? How could he be so nonchalant?
I wanted to yell at him to get out right now, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.
Hadn't I felt the greatness of the Reincarnation Pill he'd given me before?
I had to get one this time too, no matter what.
"I'm honored that Lord Yama is satisfied."
King Yama soaked contentedly for a good while before suddenly rising from the tub.
A torrent of water poured out, flooding the floor.
Now fully exposed, his massive frame lumbered toward the sauna.
What? He gonna try the sauna too? No way he'll fit.
Sure enough, he wrestled with the narrow entrance for a bit before giving up and heading to the cold bath instead, like nothing happened.
He plunged his huge body in with a splash.
"Kuhhh—!"
The heat clinging to his body cooled in the icy water, and King Yama's lips twitched in satisfaction.
After lingering in the cold bath, he splashed water on his face and spoke up.
"I have a mountain of duties. Lounging here for a bath is pure indulgence."
What the hell?
He'd spent nearly twice as long bathing as the fairies, and now this nonsense?
I forced a strained smile, keeping my expression neutral.
"Y-Yes, of course. It doesn't befit someone as noble as Lord Yama to bathe here."
Satisfied with my response, King Yama slowly emerged from the cold bath.
His enormous body revealed itself again, water cascading off in sheets.
Then he looked at me and extended a hand imperiously.
"Towel."
"...Pardon?"
"How am I supposed to dry off without a towel?"
I grabbed the large towel nearby and handed it over.
A regular towel would've been comically small for his size, but luckily the oversized one worked fine.
He rubbed his face dry, then ran his big hand over his beard a few times. The soggy whiskers gradually regained their shape.
Guy's dick matches his build—fucking huge.
Dried off, King Yama strode with dignified steps toward the pile of clothes nearby.
A slight breeze made his long robe flutter.
Emblazoned boldly in the center: 冥王—King of the Underworld.
A garment truly befitting the ruler of the afterlife.
Perverted as hell, but damn if it isn't cool.
King Yama draped the robe over his shoulders, slowly slipping his arms in and buttoning it up.
The rich fabric draped naturally over his frame.
Once it was perfectly fitted, he stroked his beard with one hand and took a deep breath.
"Ahem. Ahem!"
"...?"
Getting no reaction from me, he cleared his throat again, louder.
"AHEM!! I've brought the Reincarnation Pill you mentioned last time."
The Gold Fairy loved saunas naked, so I hadn't prepared a sweat-absorbing robe this time.
No way he'd let that slide.
But as the saying goes, when you lose your teeth, you gum it out.
I pulled out the spare sweat-absorbing robe from the Silver Fairy last time, passing it off as the Gold Fairy's.
"Here you go."
I tried to sound calm, but my fingertips trembled faintly.
It felt like this massive king of the underworld could erupt in rage and incinerate me any second.
Thankfully, unlike my fears, he took the offered robe with satisfaction.
He rubbed the fabric between his huge fingers, savoring the texture, then slowly brought it to his nose.
"Hm—"
Tension knotted my throat; I swallowed dryly.
What if he notices? / Nah, even King Yama can't tell sweat scents apart that well, right? The two thoughts battled in my head.
"What is this...?"
In that instant, his expression hardened. Things were heading south.
His thick brows twitched; deep wrinkles furrowed his forehead.
"W-What's wrong?"
"You saying this robe carries the Gold Fairy's sweat?"
"Of course it's the Gold Fairy's sweat-absorbing robe."
King Yama's eyes narrowed.
He sniffed the fabric again—and grimaced instantly.
"This... isn't the Gold Fairy's sweat!"
"W-What do you mean? No sweat smell at all?"
"No—the sweat soaked into this is too faint!"
"...Huh?"
"The Gold Fairy's sweat has a richer scent. Warm, soft, with a deep, sweet allure that lingers. But this... it's definitely someone else's! The nuance is off!"
Shit.
This guy's nose was insane?
The warm rooftop bath air turned ice-cold in a heartbeat.
I squeezed my eyes shut, racking my brain desperately.
"That's to be expected."
"What?"
"When the Gold Fairy visited this time, she was tired and didn't stay in the sauna long."
"So the sweat scent is faint...?"
"If I'd forced her to stay longer, it might've raised suspicions, right?"
"...Can't argue with that."
"Plus, the one I gave you last time was after she'd lingered a long while in the sauna. Naturally, the sweat scent would differ."
Water under the bridge already.
No taking it back, so I improvised, babbling whatever came to mind.
King Yama stared right through me.
"...Is that so?"
He rubbed the sweat-absorbing robe in his massive hand, sniffing once more.
Still looked dissatisfied, but my explanation must've held some water—his expression softened a bit.
Yes!
Now was my chance.
I cheered inwardly and flashed the most natural smile I could muster.
"So next time, I'll make sure the Gold Fairy stays longer in the sauna. The robe will soak up an even richer sweat scent."
King Yama stroked his beard thoughtfully, his huge hand moving slowly over the long strands.
"...Fine. I'll let it slide this once. But next time, bring a robe thick with sweat scent. If it's faint again, I won't stand idly by."
"Wouldn't dream of it."
"So, what Reincarnation Pill do you want this time?"
His voice was intimidating, but the deal was on.
I bowed deeply.
"The same one as last time, Lord Yama."
"Very well...?"
King Yama reached into his robe, pulling out a gleaming Reincarnation Pill.
It shimmered mysteriously, floating softly before landing in my palm.
"Th-Thank you!"
With that, King Yama's massive robe billowed as he ascended into the sky.
Black wings unfurled, and he melted into the darkness, vanishing.
"Fuck yeah! Nailed it!"
The thrill of duping the king of the underworld had me turning on the hose, humming as I cleaned up his mess.
His size left the floor extra soaked, but fresh off scoring the pill, I felt invigorated.
Hurry up and finish, head down for a cold beer!
As I scrubbed away, a sudden gust blew in.
A cool, eerie chill brushed my back—like instinct kicking in.
I looked up at the night sky on reflex.
And in that moment—
The night sky flashed bright.