I Paired Up With a Woman From an Adventurer Matchmaking App, She Had Perfect Compatibility, But the Worst Personality. When Our Erotic Compatibility Exceeded 200%, She Became the Most Obedient Team Member at Night. - Chapter 1

“For now, if you’re going to party with me, you have to throw away all the clothes you’re wearing now.”

“You want me to wander around naked?!”

Cordelia begs me to wash her back♡ (※I’m not sure if I remember some of the lines correctly), so I take a bath with her (※It’s not just a back wash, I do it twice), and the morning comes, feeling refreshed.
Cordelia and I sat on the couch where we’d shared passionate kisses last night, both wearing matching white bathrobes.
Apparently, she always spends her post-bath time in one of these.
Does such a person even exist? I thought. I thought this was just a fairy tale for royalty and nobility.
Incidentally, the robe I wore was borrowed from her—a larger size she’d accidentally purchased before.
This was my first time wearing a bathrobe, but it felt like I was wearing a towel, making me restless.
Cordelia, on the other hand, wore her bathrobe with characteristic grace.
Her chest was bolder than usual, perhaps flushed from the bath, revealing pink-tinted b00bs beneath the open neckline.
As I stared intently into that deep cleavage, she spoke while poking at ice cream delivered by an UberBird with a wooden spoon.

“I’ll admit your adventurer skills, but your appearance is downright ugly.”

“Really?!”

“Dump that silver-and-yellow-striped body armor immediately. Toss that shirt too – it reeks of poverty like a peasant trying to look fancy, worn so thin you can’t even tell its original color. The pants are too short and unsightly – chuck them. And since the mere thought of what you wore under those makes me shudder, discard your underwear as well.”

“Hey, aren’t you just full of it?! Is my outfit really that bad?”

“You haven’t noticed? It’s absolutely dreadful.”

Ugh… I’d been thoroughly trashed, but was it really that awful? I mean, I’m no fashion expert. I just buy whatever performs best, so I never really thought about whether it looked good or not.
Like that silver-and-yellow-striped body armor I’ve worn on multiple adventures. Did you know it’s reversible? The backside has red-and-pink stripes. The only problem is, since it’s made of iron, you can’t actually switch sides in the middle of an adventure.
As I started doubting my fashion sense, Cordelia finished her ice cream and closed the lid. Her tongue flicked the white cream from the corner of her lips.

“Hey! Before I took a bath, didn’t you promise me a lick of that ice cream too?! I still haven’t gotten mine!”

“Did I say that?”

“You did! Don’t pretend it never happened just because you’re too greedy to share!”

“Shut up, you whiner.”

“Is it fair to curse me out like this?!”

As I was berating Cordelia, she suddenly wrapped her arm around my neck.

“Eh…!?”

She leaned in close, as if mocking my flustered state, and…

“Chup…”

Kissed me.
The sensation was soft, like a sweet electric current directly striking my brain.
Then came the cloyingly sweet vanilla aroma, tickling my nostrils as if chasing after the kiss.

“There. That counts as your lick.”

Cordelia chuckled, her eyes glancing down at my lower abdomen where my arousal was clearly visible through the bathrobe.