"You don't have to look so afraid..."
"I-I'm sorry... I-it's just that I-I've never been so close to a girl before..."
Well technically, I did earlier.
"Really? That sounds too far-fetched... Your looks are above average you know?"
"T-thanks..."
"..."
"..."
"A-ah that's right, I haven't heard your name right?"
"It's W-White... White Shigaraki."
"White... that's a nice name!"
"T-thanks..."
There was another moment of silence.
God I suck at conversationsss!!! Someone kill me pleaseee!
I need to say something... quick!
Here it goes...!
""S-so how long can I stay in this place? So how long are you planning to stay in our village?""
""Eh?""
Our voices overlapped each other as we opened our mouths at the same time.
"...Pff...hahahaha!"
I also laughed a little.
Getting too caught up in our nervousness with talking to each other really created such a spectacle...
Who knew...
Conversations can be so much fun...
Our conversation lasted for a few hours, as it shifted from our whereabouts, to the operations of the village, to magic, to the game-like elements of this world, to some casual banter.
We were becoming more closer and intimate as time passed in the hot spring.
As the temperature for staying in was getting a little too hot, I tried asking about how to adjust the temperature of the water,
"Hey, Tricia, how do y-"
"Call me Tasha. My True Name is Tasha... but please keep that a secret among the other elves in this place okay? A True Name is very important to female elves in particular..."
True Name? That sounds important...
"Alright, Tasha."
"...!!!"
Tasha seemed to be very happy that I called her that instead.
I'm so glad I'm good company for her...
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I don't seem to stutter that much around her anymore.
After crossing the barrier into the domain of the elves, it seems like we've also gone past the barrier as strangers now.
"So how do you adjust the temperature? If we're going to talk any longer, it might be for the best to get out of the bath or lower the heat-"
"Ah, you don't have to worry about this. Everything in this cottage is automatic."
Saying that, Tasha stomped the stone floor of the hot spring a few times.
The water suddenly turned cooler.
"Wow, that's really convenient... Do the shower plants work the same way too? Does it close when you do something to it as well? I'm kinda concerned about the wastage of water haha..."
"Oh that? Don't worry about it, the water gets recycled properly..."
"I see."
"More importantly, hasn't it gotten cooler a little too much?"
"Eh?"
It was still manageable though?
"I think we should... warm up with our bodies together...?"
"...!!!"
"...I-I agree... It might have gotten too cold haha...ha..."
"Yes, let us do so right away, we don't want to catch a cold, do we?"
I did not reject Tasha's advances this time, as she began to move even closer to me.
Her skin began sticking to me where it should not be.
We were both staring at each other with bated breath; Our exhales becoming large puffs of steam...
I was feeling a little good from it tickling my nose.
She began to become even more daring, as she moved her thighs closer to my lower half.
"W-w-w-w-wait!!! We don't have to cover that part too, it's quite enough for the top already!"
I was just making excuses to prevent a nosebleed, while Tasha ignored what I was saying and continued moving her body around mine obscenely.
I covered my eyes, trying not to look, as I slowly succumbed to pleasure.
"I-I don't have any experience..."
"Don't worry White, I'll guide you..." She whispered provocatively into my ear.
"!!!"
Being an adolescent boy, an 18 years old male could no longer control the dam inside of his head from bursting out of reason. No matter if he was shy or not, there was no way he could reject this kind of invitation that was served to him on a silver platter.
Unable to reject Tasha's advances without a good reason this time, I started to move my fingers closer to her unprotected pair of breasts.
I gulped down my saliva.
...
After that, we did the deed all the way through the night.
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I dressed Tasha while trying not to look at her body with traces of unwiped water droplets.
I still can't get used to a woman's body, as expected...
When I was done, I wore a spare set of orange nightrobe prepared by Tasha as well. It looked a little too flashy for my tastes, but at least it was made with silk. The texture was comfortable to move around in.
She's so considerate, even going this far for an outsider like me...
I smiled gently at the sleeping face of Tasha.
I then re-equipped my waist pouch that was previously strapped around my waist, underneath the nightrobe. It felt a little weird wearing this to sleep later, but I was a paranoid person. I wanted to keep my valuables where I can see them.
It apparently contained a set of house keys, an earpiece, a wallet with a bunch of name cards and $10 bank notes, and a few pieces of grape-flavored rock candy.
Eh? I got another strong sense of Déjà vu. I began to think about when I had done this sort of inspection before.
...Nope, I don't remember anything at all...
As I tried to carry Tasha out of the bathhouse with much effort, I realized that she had already fainted from the rigorous activity earlier.
I didn't do foreplay right as it said on the Internet... At least, she enjoyed it... I think...
She didn't talk dirty like I'd seen them do online... Did she really enjoy herself, or was she just servicing me the whole time...? ...I'm losing confidence as a man very quickly...
...M-maybe if ... I do it a few more times... Arghhh... it's making me not think straight...
...
Moving her in a comfortable lying position on the couch of the guestroom to sleep, I went to the deeper parts of the guestroom where I had seen the twins brewing the tea.
Partially because I was interested in its production methods, but mostly because my throat was parched. I wanted something cooling to drink after exiting a hot bath.
As I entered the room which felt like a kitchen, I looked around.
There was a huge table in the middle of the room, with the walls being made into a large and enclosed service station. There were many utensils and plates stacked and handled neatly around me. There were a few other equipment that I did not recognize, but they were probably still functional.
Inspecting them, I realized they did not run with battery. There were no plugs nor sockets around. Instead at the bottom of each equipment, there was a rectangular mark inscribed on them.
Were they powered by some sort of magic? That's convenient... magic is...
?! Another feeling of Déjà vu coursed through my mind. Did I say something like that before?
My mind is going a little haywire today... oh that's right, my medication... I don't have it with me...
...Well I should probably be fine, ...let's continue looking around...
Hmm... doesn't seem to be around here... There's no apparatus to brew tea here...
I'm even more interested now, how do they make it without a conventional brewer on Earth...? Using magic to brew tea... that's really cool isn't it?!
Still looking around, I noticed a cellar door right below the table in the middle of the kitchen.
An underground passageway in the kitchen?
Curious, I opened the doors.
It creaked loudly.
Ouch my earsss!!!
Looks like the screws and the mechanism that pulled this door up is rusted beyond repair huh...
The cellar door was now open wide, revealing a set of stairs that led to the basement.
There were bright stones on each side of the wall at set intervals that lighted up the place.
Realizing that it wasn't as dark and scary as I initially thought, I slowly made my way down the flight of stairs.