I reported to Navis and Kyle of the Guard Corps that Piyo had been found. (This episode contains some sexually explicit content. If you are not comfortable with it, you can skip it without significantly affecting the story’s progression.)
After a brief greeting to the Guard Corps, Nina took Piyo out shopping. Since she had been at the orphanage, she seemed a little thin. I hoped that engaging in some enjoyable activities would help her regain her former energy.
Now, there was something I needed to ask.
“Hey, Chamber, you were in our room last night, right? You didn’t steal anything, did you?”
“Wha-?! Why would you ask something like that?”
“Well, you see, Nina’s precious luggage was left out.”
He averted his gaze, looking embarrassed.
“How did you even get in?”
“Ahaha, the window was open… Besides, it’s your fault for leaving it open!!”
Invaded through the window? Ironically, he had done the same thing as me.
“So, you didn’t steal anything, right? You’re not a pervert who steals underwear, are you?”
I heard a gagging sound. Did he really do it? If so, Nina would kill him, no joke. I took him back to our lodging room.
“Tell me honestly. If you return it now, I’ll keep quiet.”
“I-I didn’t! I didn’t steal a single piece. Well… I saw it.”
“You saw it?!”
“What are you talking about? If you’re curious, you can look too. Here!”
For some reason, Chamber pulled Nina’s underwear out of her bag. I involuntarily covered my eyes.
“Hah, what’s with that? Getting embarrassed over mere underwear. Are you a virgin? Am I right?”
Damn it, he’s annoying. This is purely to protect her privacy, but wait, what Chamber is holding is just a piece of cloth. He tricked me!
“What the heck, it’s just a towel. You’re making a fool out of me.”
I snatched the cloth from his grinning hand. I folded it and put it back in Nina’s bag.
“Nyah, you’re an accomplice too. You touched Lady Nina’s underwear.”
“Are you still saying that? It’s a towel, isn’t it?”
“What are you talking about? That’s underwear. You… I see, you’ve never seen Naga underwear before. Heh, so you are still a virgin.”
Saying that, he untied the cloth he wore around his waist. Beneath it was a cloth similar in material to what I had just called a towel. No way, come to think of it, Naga tribes don’t have legs, but snake lower bodies. So, their underwear would be like this too.
“Are you just wrapping a cloth?”
“Ah, here.”
When Chamber removed the cloth he was wearing, it revealed snake scales underneath. Literally, like bellows. It was smooth and empty.
“Does it even make sense to wear underwear? There’s nothing there…”
“Kukuku, it’s stored now. When needed, this gap opens. Otherwise, it would just drag on the ground, wouldn’t it?”
So that’s how it is. Then, he touched his chin as if remembering something.
“Centaur, for example, they go around with their lower halves exposed, right? Doesn’t that sound a bit erotic?”
“Huh? But they’re animals.”
Besides, Philiana sometimes wears something like a skirt. As for underwear, Lauren is an Arachne, I wonder how she manages.
“Hey, do you know about Arachne?”
“Hmm, isn’t that a spider? I don’t know about Arachne, but I’ve had experience with a Serket woman. Want to hear about it, virgin?”
Serket refers to that scorpion-like centaur, right? Rainer said Arachne were in front, but… I naturally gulped.
“Serket’s are in front. That’s why it’s easy for me. It’s odd that Centaurs are behind. Is it because their stomachs get in the way? By the way, their butts are in the back, which is weird.”
Is that so… There are quite a few differences depending on the race.
“Hey, what does it feel like to have it always exposed? Isn’t it a hassle?”
“It… is a hassle. Well, it’s complicated.”
“Wow, having legs must be tough. Hey, you had a Harpy friend, right? Is it true that Harpies hatch from eggs?”
That, I don’t know either. If so, Nagas are snakes, so they’d be eggs, right? Arachne and Serket are like insects.
“What about Nagas?”
“We are viviparous, of course, because we’re mammals. What do you think breasts are for? Breasts!”
“You don’t have to emphasize it so much, I get it. If that’s the case, Harpies are viviparous too.”
Then Chamber, sounding disappointed, pouted. What was he disappointed about?
“Sigh, I wanted to want to see egg-laying play? For birds, it’s romantic, right?”
Two men alone, talking like middle schoolers in a hotel room.
“We’re just like virgins.”
