Chapter 172 Gièze is Definitely a Girl
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
(Gièze’s POV)
(A new dungeon… I wonder what kind of monsters are in there)
Last night, I stood up with the shamshir that Ms. Aluda gave me. My body was warmed up from running.
”I was asked by Hiro, but I never thought we’d go on an adventure with the clan this soon. I actually wanted to use it myself, but… this shamshir was among the items from my grandpa that arrived through the Zett Merchant Guild the other day.”
She said that while presenting the brand new shamshir.
Ms. Aluda’s grandfather, Toldo Freeberry, is the best blacksmith in Romuna Kingdom.
I tucked it into my left hip, lowered my stance, and got into a drawing position.
”Hmph!”
I stepped in and drew the sword using the ‘Obu Muso Style’ that Mr. Hiroya taught me.
──Shh!
The shamshir slid out of its red scabbard.
(It’s light. And drawing it is smooth and fast.)
The beautiful sound of the scabbard and the flowing draw can’t be matched by a straight sword like a longsword. This is definitely the charm of a shamshir.
(And it’s a masterpiece made by a great craftsman. This is nice.)
I repeated drawing and sheathing a few times.
Yeah, it feels just right. I’m really liking this new sword.
(It must have been expensive… I need to thank Mr. Hiroya.)
I have to work well in the clan and repay him little by little.
* * *
I heard this morning’s training would be light, but Mr. Hiroya still hasn’t shown up.
As I approached the door of their mansion from the training ground in the backyard, I felt a strong ‘sword energy’ in the shadows of the mansion.
As I walked around the side of the mansion, there stood Mr. Hiroya in a ready stance, his gaze fixed on a log meant for practice.
The ‘sword energy’ intensified, and in the next moment, Mr. Hiroya swiftly stepped in, a flash of light shooting from his left hip.
As he dashed past the log and sheathed ‘Yamikirimaru’ in its black scabbard, the log tilted and the top half fell to the ground.
(That thick log, just one strike…)
I was so surprised that I couldn’t even make a sound. I was captivated.
(So beautiful…)
The ‘Obu Muso Style’ technique, the skill itself, and Mr. Hiroya who executed it…
And then, a part of me that I despised, the ‘feminine’ side, started to heat up.
(He’s just a 9-year-old boy… yet)
I found myself falling for him, not just as a swordsman, but as a man.
* * *
(Hiroya’s POV)
(Yeah. My body is moving well)
I felt a sense of accomplishment for today’s new dungeon exploration.
Sheathing ‘Yamikirimaru’, I turned around to see Gièze standing there.
”Oh, Gièze. Sorry, did I keep you waiting?”
Gièze looked at me with slightly flushed cheeks, a dazed expression on his face.
”What’s up? Didn’t you run too much? We’re going to attack the dungeon today, so you should take it easy.”
”Ah, yeah… The shamshir you gave me is amazing, and I got a bit carried away with practice.”
When I spoke, Gièze suddenly looked away, as if startled.
”?”
”No, it’s fine. I was just going to practice drawing my sword today…”
”It’s a Toldo masterpiece, after all. But really, the best for this ‘Iaido’ technique would be a ‘katana.’ I’ll get one and gift it to you, so just wait for it.”
Getting a katana depends on Ms. Sasha, though.
While we were chatting, Asuka also showed up, and we started some light practice.
* * *
”Even if it’s light, sweating this much still feels good.”
Asuka unties the top of her training uniform and wipes the sweat off her body. I tried to look away, not wanting to see her in just her underwear, but I couldn’t help but notice the hickeys on her chest.
”Asuka… You had fun last night, huh…”
”Hmm? That’s just our nightly ritual of love and training. It’s a given that we do it every night, right?”
”…Yeah. Thanks for the treat.”
Gièze listens to our conversation, her face turning bright red.
”You two should go take a bath first. I’ll go later.”
”N-No, Mr. Hiroya, that’s not good! You might catch a cold!”
”Huh!?”
I thought Asuka would be the one to say that, but it came from Gièze instead. Hey, weren’t you the one who fainted when you saw my you-know-what before?
”I’m fine. That was just… the first time I saw it, so… I won’t faint again.”
”That’s what she says, Hiroya. Come on, let’s go.”
Asuka pulls me by the hand. I wonder if it’s really okay…
* * *
(Gièze’s POV)
(Well… I did faint the last time I saw it…)
I try not to look at Mr. Hiroya and focus on washing my body.
Instead, my eyes keep wandering to Ms. Asuka’s body.
(She’s a skilled swordswoman, but… there’s something so alluring about her physique.)
I had expected her to be more muscular, but her body has a surprisingly feminine curve to it. Her usually tied-up black hair is now loose, flowing down to her back.
Her chest isn’t particularly large, but it has a nice, balanced volume. Her waist is slender, and her butt and thighs are well-developed, befitting a swordswoman. Yet, they still maintain a soft, feminine roundness…
(I’m so jealous…)
A sudden thought crosses my mind, and I’m startled by my own reaction.
It’s true that my body isn’t very feminine. My breasts aren’t that big, and they’re even smaller compared to Princess Karin’s.
I touch my chest as I wash, and they’re only about a handful. They’re soft and fluffy, but…
Because I’ve been training, my waist is slim. But, just like Ms. Asuka, my hips and legs are well-defined, sticking out like a true swordswoman. I think I’ve really built up my legs and lower body.
Back in my knight days, my superior often touched me and said, “Gisela, you have a childbearing figure!” I guess that means I’m big.
I’ve never once lamented the lack of femininity in my body. Yet, for some reason, I found myself feeling ‘envious’ of Ms. Asuka’s body.
I rinse off and soak in the hot water. As always, the water here feels amazing. It’s the best comfort since they specially brought in the hot spring water.
Soon, Ms. Asuka, who had rinsed off, and Mr. Hiroya get up and join me in the hot water.
This time, I really looked. The boy’s body was so well-trained, it didn’t match his age. And then──his p**is.
(It’s definitely big… right?)
It feels bigger than the average adult man I know. Just that brief moment before getting into the hot water burned Mr. Hiroya’s physique into my mind, making me feel hot inside.
(This feeling… and the fact that I envied Ms. Asuka’s body…)
It’s probably because I started to see Mr. Hiroya as a ‘man’ and recognized that I am a ‘woman.’
”What’s wrong, Gièze? You not feeling well?”
Suddenly, Ms. Asuka, who was soaking in front of me, stood up and asked. Mr. Hiroya, perhaps being considerate, was sitting further away in the hot water.
”I’m fine. I just want to completely recover from the fatigue of this morning’s training before we leave today… so I thought I’d soak a bit longer.”
”I see, just don’t stay in too long. I’ll get out first.”
”I’ll get out too!”
Mr. Hiroya also stood up from the hot water and seemed to head towards the changing room.
”Gièze, don’t soak too long and get lightheaded, okay?”
”…I’ll get out in a bit.”
”Got it. Well, I’ll go ahead then.”
Mr. Hiroya said that and headed to the changing room with Ms. Asuka.
(Could it be that I’m actually aware of a guy… especially such a small boy?)
I sank into the water up to my shoulders and let out a sigh, “Haa…”
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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