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139. Found in Translation

139. Found in Translation

Kaede is... speaking a new language? Suddenly the ninja linguist showed herself? Secret technique: Rosetta-jutsu! Hehe.

Wow. I'm such a dork. Haha. I look at Kaede.

She scrunches her eyebrows as she looks between me and Kali.

"What are you talking about? I am speaking normally, yes?" She says, carefully.

Oh... oh my. That answers everything in an instant.

"Kali... talk in S'tavi again. Say anything to Kaede."

"You are a foolish tortoise that has lost its shell." Kali says, straight faced.

I have to avoid snickering.

"Why am I a tortoise, yes? I am... ah..."

I nod, and cross my arms.

"As I thought. You have both inherited my translation power. You can now understand any language, and appear to be speaking what is most convenient to the listener."

The girls look at me in shock.

I nod again at them, and scratch my chin.

"How strange. I wonder why it’s happened now? And is it just you two?"

"Is it not now... because you have had sex with all of us, yes?" Kaede grins in terrifying manner.

I cough as if I received an emotional gut-punch. That was on my mind, but I didn't want to say it.

"Hmmm... hmmmm? Wow! But isn't this a wonderful thing? Yes, yes. I will no longer seem such an idiot to the rest of you! I can speak less like a mad tourist!? Amazing!"

I will kind of miss your crazy broken English, though, Kali. Your sausage jokes won't have the same impact, surely?

Still, I get it. It must be frustrating to her to not always be able to express herself. And she is now free of that shackle.

"So... you can more adequately answer questions such as what your favourite things are, yes?" Kaede asks.

"Oh!? I was asked this kind of thing before?" Kali looks mystified.

"Indeed, yes. You are always frustrating Kiku-sama by saying your favourite food is 'yes, please!', and that your opinion of her meal was that 'it was enough.'" Kaede snickers.

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"Favourite? This is a word that only exists to express a preference for clothes or weapons. Hmm... Oh. Oh! That is quite a disgrace! I... I should apologise. There are about ten words for 'food' in Tessan, right? But they are just 'food' in S'tavi. Food is not something we like or have favourites of. We have food. We eat it. One is a truly stupid tortoise to refuse what limited food there is in the desert. It is why I wish to bring sausage and other wonders there!"

That... actually explains alot.

Thinking about it, this is a bizarre scene, two naked girls discussing linguistics. Woah...

Ahem! It’s not the time to get excited by strange undiscovered fetishes.

Even so... this is wonderful from my perspective. These two are probably the less talkative members, and suddenly they are chatting like good buddies.

"The wonders of language... bringing us all together." I say my thoughts out loud, with a smile.

"And sex, aniki. Don't forget the mind-altering sex." Kali laughs. And Kaede follows.

I get winded again and cough up something.

"It was good sex, don't worry. Sausage was premium quality." Kali laughs again.

She's doing this deliberately now.

"Ahem. Well, the ultimate test awaits. We should talk to Seria. If you two suddenly appear to be speaking ancient Syjillian to her, we'll know for sure."

I mean, I could also identify each of the girls as well, but that's cheating and I can't use it in rapid succession that often without giving myself a headache anyway.

And the reaction will be worthwhile.

Gosh, we're all expert trolls around here, aren't we?

Still, these two nod.

I get my back washed, and reciprocate for these two. The combined power and technique joint scrub is a thing I kind of want every day. Yikes!

I'm still goddamn tired, but I guess I can keep going. The post-coital wave of fatigue has passed now. I wonder if smokers always go for a fag afterwards because it helps them get past that wave? It's been a male weakness forever, hasn't it? Who knows.

We re-clothe ourselves and make our way out to the halls. A tempting scent of fried bread and some kind of Megarum broth is presumably indicative of Kiku at work again.

We decide to follow it, and we find a body sprawled out over the dining table. Rishya is laid out there from her seat, her curly blonde hair splayed everywhere.

It’s not a crime-scene though, as she suddenly she comes to life.

"Awah! I nearly fell asle... Elijah-sama!" She nearly topples backwards.

"You were... errr... quite a long time. Hehe..." She smirks whilst windmilling her arms to restore her balance. It’s a quite comedic scene.

"All thanks to you." I flick her forehead.

"Ita!" She cries. I laugh and ruffle her hair.

"Fufufu... whilst bullying her is entertaining, boy, you should be thanking her for her kindness." Seria suddenly appears.

"Her setup was indeed terrifying, yes..." Kaede notes.

"Rishya should not be Little Yuuzu. She's honestly way scarier and weird than Yuuzu. A seven taloned Meenaora with a bloody beak indeed." Kali nods sagely.

"Hehe... it... it wasn't much. It's only fair, right?" Rishya blushes.

"Hahhh... your insane concept of fairness never ceases to amaze me." Aria suddenly appears, seemingly lugging a huge hot-pot. Well... lugging implies she is having trouble with it. Obviously, she isn't, but her slamming on the table indicates its weight.

"Um... this is for everyone. It’s very good for increasing stamina!" Kiku has a bright expression and a weird smile.

Stamina?!? Ah... this really was a conspiracy after all.

Yeah... these girls are scary.

"Wait. Just hold on one damn minute." Seria has an eye twitch.

Here we go.

"Is there something wrong with the food, Seria?" Kiku has a quivering lip moment. It is quite an adorable thing. I wonder if she practiced it?

"No... no! Wait, yes. No! That's not. Gahh!"

Suddenly she glares at me and I can't control myself and laugh. Her eyes go wide along with her mouth. Then they settle and she groans.

"Sendervil's cock! You're kidding me, boy!"

"Afraid not." I smile.

She facepalms with a smack.