The Abandoned Saint I Picked Up is a Side Character in an Otome Game and Turns Out to Be the World's Strongest Mage. I Plan to Rescue the Heroine Who Couldn't Achieve Her Happy Ending in a Dungeon. - Chapter 12

For some reason, the conversation spiraled into all of us taking a bath together.

But now that I had a moment to think about it, this was a serious problem.

While Ariel and Kon were one thing, sharing a bath with a married woman who also happened to be a mother was crossing into dangerous territory.

“Hey, Ariel. Maybe we should rethink this—”

“I just want to show that older woman the difference between us. Endo-san, just sit quietly.”

“…Got it.”

Ariel’s firm tone left no room for argument.

As I sat in the bath waiting, Ariel and the others entered, completely nude.

Ariel’s figure was just as stunning as I remembered. As the heroine, she had the perfect proportions—her chest was full, firm, and radiant.

But then Christiana followed, and that’s where things got… complicated.

Christiana’s chest rivaled, if not exceeded, Ariel’s in size. On top of that, her firmness and glow were equally mesmerizing. It was the textbook definition of rocket proportions, and my gaze was involuntarily drawn to them.

“Oh my, Endo-kun. Are you interested in my chest?”

“N-no, it’s not that I’m interested… it’s just… what guy wouldn’t look?”

“Hmph.”

When I stole a glance at Christiana’s chest, Ariel puffed out her cheeks in irritation.

She then leaned into my arm, pressing her ample chest against me with an intentional jiggle.

“Endo-san, why don’t you look at my chest more? It’s yours, after all.”

“W-wait, Ariel! You’re too close!”

“Exactly, little girl. Learn about proper boundaries.”

“Coming from someone trying to cheat with a married man, that’s rich. Here, Endo-san—enjoy your own legal chest.”

Ariel’s boldness was off the charts.

Was it because Christiana was here as competition? Ariel was acting far more assertively than when it was just the two of us. Honestly, I wasn’t complaining… but the tension between them was palpable.

They were glaring at each other, metaphorical sparks flying.

“Hey, Endo! I’ll let you wash my body as a special treat!”

“…You’re just adorable, aren’t you?”

Kon, completely oblivious to the tense atmosphere, demanded I wash her body like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Not long ago, I thought of Kon as nothing more than a pest that ruined my fields. Now, she felt more like a carefree and lovable pet.

Of course, I only meant it in that sense, but for some reason, Kon’s face turned bright red.

“Wh-what are you saying, you fool!?”

Despite hissing at me and trying to act threatening, her tail wagged furiously, and her ears twitched.

She was too easy to read.

“…An unexpected rival, it seems,” Christiana muttered.

“…We completely underestimated her,” Ariel added.

“Huh? What are you two talking about?”

I had no idea what they were implying, but their gazes toward Kon suddenly grew sharper.

Then, as if trying to reassert dominance, both Ariel and Christiana pressed against me to wash my body.

“Endo-san, let me know if there’s anywhere itchy,” Ariel said sweetly.

“A-ah, no, I’m good.”

The two of them took turns washing my back, and I could feel something incredibly soft pressing against me.

It felt so nice, so slippery.

It was clearly… a sponge.

I had my suspicions about the true identity of that “sponge,” but I decided to leave it at that. Acknowledging the truth would only lead to distractions—and worse, cause my lower half to lose control.

To keep myself calm, I focused on washing Kon with a sponge towel, gently scrubbing her fur.

As my now “larger” companion sat on my lap, my knee ended up bumping into her backside, but Kon, as clueless as ever, didn’t seem to notice—or care.

Suddenly, Christiana let out a sigh.

“This isn’t working. Even with all this effort, you’re not making a move. Am I really not that attractive?”

“No, you’re definitely attractive. It’s just… you’re married, so it’s a hard no for me. I’m trying to keep my morals intact here.”

“Then maybe I should just return to the capital and file for divorce.”

Christiana casually threw out the idea of ending her marriage as though it were a trivial matter.

If she did get divorced and became single, I’d feel an unbearable sense of responsibility…

“Looks like I have no choice. It’s time to use my secret weapon.”

“Secret weapon?”

Both Ariel and I echoed in confusion.

Christiana pulled out a small vial from seemingly nowhere.

She downed its contents in one swift gulp, then leaned in and forcefully passed the liquid to me through a sudden, passionate kiss.

It was so unexpected that I didn’t even have time to react.

“Mmph! Pwah! What did you just make me drink!?”

“Hehehe… It’s a special magic potion I’ve been saving for emergencies. It’s designed to make a man so wild he can’t resist—three days and three nights of being an unstoppable berserker in the bedroom. You’ll be able to satisfy all the women you desire.”

“Um, Christiana? The vial says, ‘Use no more than one drop at a time.’”

“…What?”

Let me be honest.

After Christiana forced that potion on me, my memory became fuzzy.

All I could recall was that my mind was completely overtaken by primal instincts, and my companion went berserk.

The only thing in my head was an overwhelming desire to claim the three women before me as mine.

“Ariel, Kon, Christiana…”

I wrapped one arm around Ariel’s shoulders, roughly kneading her generous chest.

With my other arm, I grabbed Christiana by the waist, lifting her full chest from below and vigorously squeezing.

Meanwhile, I stood before Kon, presenting my raging companion right in front of her startled face.

“Aah♡ Endo-san, you’re so rough today…♡”

“H-he’s completely looking at us like we’re prey…♡”

“K-koya!? I-I’ve never done this before, so please be gentle, but oh…♡”

When I came back to my senses… everything was already over.