Loveho-Isekai v2c3

Volume 2 Chapter 3 The Scenery Seen by the Boy


Edited by: Kanaa-senpai


 That evening’s dinner was horned mole meat.

 They cooked the game we all hunted together, without wasting anything, at the church.

 A delicious smell spread through the dining hall.

 The children sat down excitedly, their eyes shining at the big meat dish they usually never get to eat.

 Tifi also smiled happily at the sight of the food.


 ”Wow, it looks so good!”


 One girl said with wide eyes.


 ”Let’s eat!” they all shouted together, and the food quickly made its way to their mouths. The children cheered, “It’s delicious!” and soon became lost in eating.


 I took a deep breath and decided to take a bite.

 To my surprise, it was really tasty.

 The meat was tender and sweet, and it went well with the soup.

 I was worried because horned mole is a wild beast, but this was good.


 I had heard that mole meat was bad, which made me anxious.

 Is it different from the moles on Earth?

 Or is the horned mole an exception?

 Thinking about it, regular moles eat worms and bugs underground.

 In contrast, horned moles mainly eat crops and their roots.

 Maybe that difference shows in the taste.


 ”Mr. Taro, thank you again.”


 The priest squinted his eyes with deep emotion.


 ”Not only did you help us get rid of the horned moles, but you also provided a proper meal for the children… It’s hard to have meat dishes here, so we are truly grateful.”


 I felt a bit confused as he bowed politely.

 I took the job for my own reasons, so it felt strange to be thanked so much, and I felt a little shy.


 ”No, I just… I’m glad I could help you all.”


 As I said that, Tifi smiled and looked at me, adding softly,


 ”Thank you so much, Mr. Taro. Without you, we wouldn’t have such a fun dinner.”


 Tifi’s gentle voice and gaze made my heart race a little.


* * *


 After the meal, it was bath time.

 But it’s not like we could soak in hot water.


 In the orphanage, just like in regular homes in this country, there is no such thing as a bath.

 The best we can do is heat some water and wipe ourselves down.

 Even the cost of firewood to heat that water is a big burden.

 So, in this simple living orphanage, it seems normal not to wash every day.


 But tonight, we could use as much firewood as we wanted.

 A nearby farmer brought a huge amount of firewood as thanks for getting rid of horned moles and sharing some meat.

 So, it became a special night where everyone in the orphanage could heat water and wipe down together after a long time.


 Of course, the boys and girls are separated.

 Lifia and Tifi are together, wiping each other down.

 Meanwhile, I’m with the boys, the troublemakers.

 They splash water around and have fun while I wipe myself down, feeling kind of empty.


 ”Ah, why am I over here…”


 I grumble, but the troublemakers don’t care at all.

 They pour water on my head and laugh loudly.

 I wanted to wash with Tifi and squeeze those breasts.


 After washing, Tifi looked at me with a meaningful expression.

 It felt a bit distant.

 What’s going on?

 While I wondered, Lifia came over and whispered in my ear.


 ”Master.”


 ”What is it?”


 ”Um, Ms. Tifi saw my underwear.”


 Huh?

 The naughty thong I had Lifia wear?


 ”And what did Tifi say?”


 ”She asked where I got it, so I just said you bought it for me… Was that bad?”


 ”No, that’s fine.”


 That’s all I could say.

 The problem is that she found out it’s my taste.

 Did she get freaked out?

 I worry that my popularity might drop.

 Or is Tifi interested in that kind of thing?

 If she wants to try it on, I’d love to help her wear it.


 Just then, a boy came running in.


 ”Whee!”


 ”Eek!?”


 He dashed behind Lifia and suddenly lifted her skirt.

 Mischief is the same in any country.


 But Lifia is mine.

 I can let him see her panties, but nothing more, okay?


 ”Stop it! That’s not allowed!”


 Lifia tried to scold him while holding down her skirt.

 The boy…


 ”Huh? Uh… um, y-yes. S-sorry…”


 Where did his energy go?

 He apologized and left, all stiff and awkward.


 ”…? He’s suddenly so polite. What’s up with him?”


 Lifia didn’t understand what was happening.


 I get it.

 He probably saw Lifia’s butt and the black thong.

 It was too much for a boy who hasn’t even hit puberty.

 I hope he doesn’t get weird fetishes in the future.


 Later, I met Tifi…


 ”Oh, Mr. Taro.”


 ”Oh, hey.”


 I gave her a kinda awkward greeting.

 Tifi kept glancing at Lifia.


 ”Ah, Lifia, could you go to bed first? I’ll talk to Ms. Tifi for a bit.”


 ”? Okay.”


 Lifia went to the bedroom with the kids.

 Tifi and I sat down together.


 ”Um, about Lifia’s underwear…”


 ”Y-yes?”


 What’s gonna happen?

 What’s she gonna say?


 ”Mr. Taro, do you like… I’m sorry! Never mind!”


 Tifi’s face turned red.

 What is this?

 Did I lose points?

 Is there still a chance?


 ”M-more importantly! You hunted a lot of moles today!”


 She changed the subject.


 ”That was amazing. I didn’t think we could hunt those horned moles so easily. It was the right choice to ask Mr. Taro.”


 ”Well, it was thanks to Lifia’s Spirit Magic. I didn’t do much…”


 I looked away.

 Honestly, I just watched the kids do most of the work with their spears.

 I was thinking, “I didn’t even need to be here.”


 But Tifi smiled softly and shook her head.

 Her wet, chestnut hair fell on her shoulders, looking sexy.


 ”That’s not true. I heard from Lifia. You thought of the magic to find the horned moles, and you controlled the arrows with the wind, right, Mr. Taro?”


 I blushed a little at her words and looked away.


 ”Even among adventurers, many fail their tasks because they can’t use magic or tools well. I think it’s really admirable, like Mr. Taro, to understand your own strength and that of your friends, and try to use it to the fullest.”


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