Not A Regressor - Chapter 324

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I Am Not a Regressor Chapter 324
Treasure Hunt (3)
“This is a real hot spring.”
Following Ha-eun past a wide boulder, wisps of steam rose from the hot spring that came into view.
“Would your sister lie to you?”
“No, it’s just unexpected to find such a perfectly normal hot spring in the Demon Realm.”
Of course, the Demon Realm had forests and streams, so there was no reason it shouldn’t have hot springs.
But when I thought of a hot spring in the Demon Realm, I imagined something like a deadly swamp with magma bubbling up or toxic gas spewing out.
To all appearances, it was such a perfectly normal hot spring that I couldn’t discern any difference from one on Earth.
“And the temperature is just right.”
Since it was near a volcano, the water was quite hot.
But for those of us with superhuman bodies, the temperature posed no problem.
In fact, anything less hot than this wouldn’t provide the stimulation we craved.
“And if you look closely, doesn’t it seem to glow?”
“You’re right.”
The sun hadn’t set yet, so it wasn’t entirely clear.
But just as Ha-eun said, a faint luminescence emanated from the hot spring water.
I submerged my hand in the hot spring and activated the Canis Major Constellation stigma.
“There’s stigma mana dissolved in it.”
I’d heard that the gold from the Black Rock Mine contained an unusually high concentration of stellar mana.
I never expected the hot spring water in the vicinity to be infused with mana as well.
‘Could there be a dragon vein around here?’
Seeing how abundantly mana overflowed, that seemed quite likely.
“Oh, what? So if we soak in here, our mana increases like in martial arts novels?”
“Not to that extent.”
We could probably only expect fatigue recovery benefits.
“Hmm, fatigue recovery.”
Ha-eun narrowed her eyes and flashed a sly smile.
“What do you think?”
She sent me a suggestive look and poked my ribs repeatedly.
“What’s there to think about?”
“Look at you, pretending not to understand when you clearly do.”
As she said.
It wasn’t hard to discern her intentions from that burning gaze—one so blatant it was practically sending telepathy through her eyes.
But.
“We’re not here to play around.”
“Who said anything about playing? Just a light soak to ease some fatigue, you know? Besides, we’re heading to that Deimos place tomorrow anyway, right?”
I wonder who she takes after—she certainly has a way with words.
“Fine, fine. I’ll set up the tent, so go ahead and soak with Isabella and Vega.”
“No way, if we’re going in, we should go in together.”
What, this sister of mine?
“You didn’t even bring a swimsuit.”
“Just wrap a towel around yourself and come in. Why, or should I go in naked with you?”
Ha-eun pulled at my arm with a mischievous grin twisting her lips.
I sighed and shook my head in resignation.
No matter how much I resisted, Ha-eun’s stubbornness wouldn’t bend easily.
“Fine. Let’s go in together.”
It wasn’t as though we were strangers to each other.
For lovers to bathe together in a hot spring—there was nothing particularly unseemly about it.
‘Though technically, Vega and I aren’t lovers yet.’
Well, regardless.
“At least wear underwear.”
If she went in completely naked with just a towel, I couldn’t trust myself to maintain composure.
“Ugh. I hate getting my underwear wet.”
“You can dry it later.”
With Ha-eun’s abilities, drying wet underwear would take mere seconds.
“Still feels uncomfortable though.”
“So will you wear it and go in with me, or go in without it separately?”
“Should I wear black?”
She accepted the suggestion readily, as if she had no intention of being difficult.
“Perfect! Then let’s quickly take down the tent first!”
Ha-eun clenched her fist and rushed toward where I had been setting up the tent.
After we finished dismantling the tent in no time,
our group changed into fresh clothes and gathered before the hot spring.
“…You really are wearing underwear, right?”
I narrowed my eyes, studying Ha-eun and Isabella wrapped in towels.
I had clearly told them to wear underwear, yet I couldn’t see any bra straps across their pale shoulders.
Isabella approached me with a soft laugh.
“Instead of underwear, I cut up some athletic wear I had brought for training and wore that.”
[And from the leftover fabric, I fashioned a swimsuit for Vega!]
Vega fluttered down in her makeshift swimsuit, chirping proudly.
Though the hastily assembled garment made from spandex athletic fabric showed its improvised nature, her impeccable figure made it look surprisingly natural.
“By the way, where’s Riak?”
I turned and looked around, but he was nowhere to be seen.
“He said he didn’t want to join and went on patrol around the area with Poppy.”
“Does he dislike water?”
“No, that’s not it.”
Isabella smiled awkwardly and scratched her cheek.
“He said being here would only make him feel nauseous….”
….
True enough.
Ha-eun and Isabella were already lovers with him, and Vega was openly displaying her affection toward him—so a third party enjoying the hot spring together was nothing short of torture.
There was no need to imagine the miserable feelings of Friend 1 being dragged along on a couple’s date.
“Ahem. Well then, shall we go in first, just the two of us?”
Kwon O-jin, who had unintentionally left Riak out in the cold, cleared his throat awkwardly and turned his body toward the hot spring, wisps of steam rising from its surface.
“Ahhhh.”
As I sank into the warm waters, a voice emerged unbidden—the voice of a middle-aged man worn down by overtime work.
Along with the sensation of fatigue melting away came the acrid sting of sulfur in my nostrils.
[Ooh, so this is what a hot spring is!]
Vega’s eyes sparkled as she immersed herself in the water.
Ahhhhh.
As Vega sank into the hot spring, her body trembled and a languid moan escaped her lips.
[It feels so different from simply soaking in hot water!]
“Right?”
If I used Ha-eun’s power—or even without her, creating hot water itself would be simple enough.
But reproducing the hot spring’s distinctive sulfurous aroma and subtly different mineral composition would be impossible.
[My child! Lift your hand up for a moment!]
“Like this?”
[A bit lower.]
Vega splashed over to my palm and reclined on it like she was lounging on a tube, the hot spring water rising to about halfway up my hand.
[Hehe. Perfect.]
The goddess smiled contentedly, beaming with satisfaction.
I chuckled softly and leaned my back against the stone, keeping Vega cradled in my palm.
The rough texture of granite against my skin, the warmth spreading through my entire body.
My muscles relaxed languidly, delivering a pleasant sensation.
“I can’t even remember the last time I soaked in a hot spring like this.”
“Italy doesn’t have hot springs?”
“We have some, but I’ve never made a special trip to visit one.”
Isabella scooped handfuls of hot spring water up to her waist and poured it over herself, a drowsy smile crossing her face.
She’d soaked in countless luxury baths infused with expensive oils and bath salts, but this was her first time in a hot spring that seemed to capture nature itself.
“…It’s wonderful.”
A picturesque scene—enjoying the hot spring while gazing at the sun setting gently on the horizon.
And right beside me was the lover I cherished with all my heart. How could one ask for greater happiness than this?
“It really does feel like all the fatigue is just melting away.”
Ha-eun splashed about with her feet, watching the hot spring water glow with a soft luminescence.
Perhaps it was because the water was infused with mana, or perhaps it was simply the atmosphere that was so perfect.
Somehow, it felt as though not just my body but my heart itself was growing warm.
“O-jin, give your sister a nice shoulder massage.”
Ha-eun swam over and presented her back to me, splashing as she moved.
Though she wore undergarments beneath, from the outside only a single towel draped her form, and her pristine shoulders caught my gaze.
“What am I, some bathhouse scrubber?”
“Pretty much.”
“….”
Why had I fallen in love with such a woman?
“Should I at least pay you for your trouble?”
“I’ll give you a hundred kisses later instead.”
“Ahem.”
Well, if that’s the case, then what.
[…Now I understand why Riak didn’t want to come in.]
Vega sighed and shook her head in disapproval.
She was one of the women who loved Kwon O-jin, but the sight was so cringeworthy that she could barely keep her eyes open.
“Just five minutes.”
Any longer and she honestly doubted her rationality could hold up.
Kwon O-jin placed his hands on her snow-white shoulders and began kneading them with appropriate pressure.
“Ahh.”
“Don’t make strange sounds.”
He applied force to the tip of his thumb, rubbing at the knotted muscles.
With each movement of Kwon O-jin’s fingertips, Ha-eun let out suggestive moans and writhed slightly.
“Oh, O-jin, you’re too rough… Mmph!”
“Sister, please.”
Inappropriate thoughts kept flashing through his mind.
“Done. Five minutes are up.”
Kwon O-jin hastily withdrew his hands, his rationality finally abandoning him.
“Hmm. I feel like I could use more.”
“The best time to stop is when you still want more.”
He patted Ha-eun’s back and pushed her away.
He thought he could finally enjoy the hot spring in peace.
But Isabella quickly slipped into the space Ha-eun had vacated.
“Kwon O-jin, I would also….”
[Me too! Me too, please!]
“….”
After giving massages to Isabella and Vega (who had returned to her true form to receive the massage) in succession, Kwon O-jin collapsed in complete exhaustion.
‘…I’m dying.’
It felt as though not his body, but his rationality was melting and dissolving into the hot spring water.
“I, I’ve never received a massage before, but your… your technique is quite good.”
[A true technician, I see.]
Isabella and Vega, having experienced Kwon O-jin’s skillful(?) hands, had become as limp as raw eggs dropped in hot water.
“…I should get out now.”
Just as Kwon O-jin, sensing his limit, tried to hastily rise to his feet.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Ha-eun grabbed Kwon O-jin’s arm and pulled him back into the hot spring.
“No, I’m tired. I was just going to get out.”
“If you get up now, it won’t be good for you either, right?”
Won’t be good?
What could possibly be worse than staying here?
“I mean, the towel rack outside will be exposed, won’t it?”
Ha-eun’s cheeks flushed slightly as she averted her gaze from Kwon O-jin.
Kwon O-jin’s eyes narrowed.
“Towel rack? What nonsense… Oh.”
Kwon O-jin’s gaze drifted downward without thinking.
Ha-eun’s lips curved into a smirk.
“You could hang about three of them, couldn’t you?”
….
Save me.
I think I’m losing my mind.

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