A Shared Night and a Rabbit Hunt

Domu, thinking Soronna might still be changing, didn’t immediately go to the dressing room. Instead, she dried herself in the bathroom first. The soft touch of her own body while drying caused her cheeks to flush, leading her to hastily wrap herself in a towel before heading to the dressing room.

To Domu’s surprise, Soronna hadn’t left. Instead, she was already fully dressed, patiently waiting in the dressing room.

“Soronna, I thought you’d already gone back,” Domu said, feeling a little nervous wrapped in her towel, as she met Soronna’s direct gaze.

“How could a good friend leave ahead of you?” Soronna replied. “Of course, I had to wait for you, Domu.”

“Haha… um, Soronna, if you keep staring at me like that, I won’t be able to change,” Domu stammered. While she could instantly manifest her [Holy Suppression] from her equipment slot, her underwear required manual removal and re-equipping. She felt it would be unhygienic to swap other outfits or gear without wearing underwear.

“We’re both girls, there’s no need to be shy,” Soronna said, her tone suddenly tinged with a hint of anger. “By the way, Domu, how did your figure develop so beautifully? You’re tall, your chest is large, and… and you’re so gentle. You must have many boys pursuing you, right?”

“Oh, no, that’s not true at all!” Domu quickly denied.

‘Besides, actually… I used to be… I used to… like girls… ah.’

Just as Domu almost blurted out that she used to be a boy, she realized the implications. If Soronna knew she was once a man, and they had just bathed together, wouldn’t that make her… an absolute pervert? This thought made Domu immediately change her words, but just as she was mentally patting herself on the back for her quick thinking, she realized what she had actually said. Soronna had been acting strangely ever since they entered the bathroom, and had almost ‘done that’ to her inside. A wave of unease washed over Domu.

“So… Domu… you like girls too…” Soronna murmured. As expected, upon hearing Domu’s words, Soronna seemed to drift into another one of her fantasies.

“Soronna, Soronna~” Domu called, waving a hand in front of Soronna’s eyes. She found Soronna completely lost in delusion, merely giggling foolishly, unable to snap out of it.

Seizing the moment while Soronna was distracted by her silly giggles, Domu, leveraging her extraordinary combat instincts and gaming talent, untied her towel. She then began the arduous task of trying to put on her underwear.

Yes, ‘trying’… For Domu, both taking off and putting on a girl’s underwear were first-time experiences. Though she had often seen Na’er’s lingerie while living at her home, actually attempting to put it on herself felt no less daunting than facing a world boss once more.

Just as Domu was racking her brain, trying to figure out how to don the cursed undergarment, she suddenly felt a pair of hands grasp her bra.

“Domu, let me help you,” Soronna’s gentle voice whispered in her ear. “Is it because your chest is too full, making it a bit difficult to put on your underwear?” With a soft touch, Soronna helped Domu secure her bra, then stepped in front of her, smiling playfully.

“Tha… thank you, Soronna,” Domu stammered awkwardly, facing Soronna. “Haha… my chest has indeed become fuller, and putting on underwear has certainly become a bit troublesome.”

“Domu, you just unintentionally said something that would make other girls jealous,” Soronna remarked. “But since it’s you… I… I can help you put it on in the future…” Her voice trailed off, growing softer with each word.

“Alright, alright, Soronna, let’s go rest now,” Domu said, manifesting her [Holy Suppression], though she left off the helmet.

“Domu, why are you wearing this armor again? Don’t you have other clothes?” Soronna asked, a hint of displeasure in her voice as she saw Domu don the armor. She wondered if it was because she couldn’t embrace Domu’s arm. Nonetheless, the thought of lending Domu her own clothes made Soronna beam with joy. “It’d be so uncomfortable to sleep in armor. How about I lend you some of my clothes?”

“Eh? Can… can I? You don’t mind, Soronna?” Domu asked, surprised. In truth, Domu possessed many other pieces of equipment. However, without [Holy Suppression], her uncontrolled aura would likely bother those around her. As for fashion… Domu actually had several special outfits in her inventory, acquired from the item mall or rare quests. Many of these were suitable for sleeping. However, some outfits appeared differently on male and female bodies. Most of the fashion items in “Tears of the Goddess” were rather alluring and sensual, though there were also many demure styles. The outfits in Domu’s inventory, to put it bluntly, were somewhat akin to lingerie. Domu had lied earlier; she hadn’t just tried on special outfits in her female form. She had also secretly purchased a few more seductive styles, purely for appreciation, of course—definitely not out of any perverse interest!

“Of course I don’t mind! Let’s go~” Soronna exclaimed, cheerfully taking Domu’s hand and leading the way.

Back in Soronna’s room, Domu watched Dove sleeping soundly on the bed. A wave of drowsiness suddenly washed over her as well; a bath truly made one feel wonderfully relaxed.

Soronna carefully selected a pure white, somewhat transparent, gauze-like nightgown from the wardrobe. She then presented it to Domu as if it were a precious treasure.

“Domu, try it on!” Soronna urged, making Domu reluctantly remove her armor. “This nightgown will surely match your hair perfectly, and… it would be even better if your underwear was white too!” she added, looking at Domu, who was now covering her chest.

“Soronna, it’s a little tight here,” Domu said, pointing to her chest area after slipping on the white nightgown.

Bathed in the moonlight, Domu looked like a pure, sacred goddess. Soronna forcefully suppressed the urge to embrace her, then slowly lay down on the bed.

Domu also lay down, and as her body sank into the soft mattress, she let out a comfortable sigh. On the not-so-large bed, Dove slept nestled in the middle, Domu on Dove’s left, and Soronna on Dove’s right. Thanks to Dove’s small stature, the three beautiful girls didn’t feel at all crowded on the bed.

“Domu, are you asleep?” Soronna suddenly whispered.

“Not yet. What is it?” Domu replied, feeling a wave of sleepiness.

“Nothing, just… I’m glad to have met you. Goodnight, Domu.”

“Me too. Goodnight, Soronna.” Though Domu didn’t fully grasp the meaning behind Soronna’s words, she vaguely sensed the sentiment her companion wished to convey. After exchanging goodnights, Domu closed her eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.

A little while later, Soronna, who should have been asleep, suddenly opened her eyes. She listened intently for a moment, then slowly propped herself up, turning to gaze at the sleeping Dove and Domu. Illuminated by the moonlight, Soronna’s eyes shimmered with a bright, crystalline glow.

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The next morning, Domu slowly awoke. For her, the night hadn’t been particularly comfortable. Though she wasn’t sure what had transpired, she had felt as if someone was constantly holding her tightly while she slept. ‘Perhaps it was just my imagination,’ she thought, rubbing her eyes.

A fully awake Domu felt a strange sensation. Dove should have been sleeping in the middle of the bed, but now Domu found herself in the center, with Dove curled up in her arms, her tiny arms clutching Domu’s chest. Soronna was gone, likely having risen even earlier than Domu. ‘What a diligent girl,’ Domu mused to herself.

Recalling that children required ample sleep, Domu gently moved Dove’s arms from around her body. She made no attempt to wake Dove, deciding to let her rest a little longer.

Domu slowly got out of bed, then removed the nightgown Soronna had lent her, neatly placing it by the bedside. Manifesting her [Holy Suppression], she quietly pushed open the door and made her way to the inn’s lobby.

“Good morning, Domu~” Soronna, who was reading a book by a window seat on the first floor, immediately noticed Domu’s appearance. She greeted her with a bright, beautiful smile.

“Good morning, Soronna,” Domu responded with a smile. “I didn’t expect you to be up so early.”

Soronna didn’t reply, but her ears inexplicably turned red. Suddenly, she found herself unable to meet Domu’s gaze directly.

“Soronna, where are Kase and Os?” Domu asked curiously, looking around but not seeing them. “I’m about to go complete the mercenary quest I accepted yesterday. If Dove wakes up, I’ll have to ask you to look after her.”

“Os is practicing at the training grounds,” Soronna replied with a hint of helplessness. “As for Kase, he’s probably still asleep, that lazy bum.”

“What kind of mercenary quest did you get, Domu? Do you need our help?” Soronna asked, showing a desire to accompany Domu on her mission.

“It’s fine, it’s a very simple task,” Domu assured her. “I just need to capture a Balyaas Rabbit—you know, that little three-eyed bunny.” Thinking of the adorable creature, Domu couldn’t fathom why such a cute rabbit seemed to instill so much fear in the people of this world.

“It is that rabbit, but Dove really likes it. Capturing it wouldn’t mean harming it, would it?” Soronna asked, recalling the quest. For the Eye of Soaroka, capturing a live Balyaas Rabbit from the heart of the Velsen Forest was almost an impossible feat, which was why Soronna had never looked into the quest details thoroughly.

“I briefly checked it yesterday,” Domu explained, glancing at her quest panel. “The client assured me they wouldn’t harm the Balyaas Rabbit; they just need to ‘borrow’ something from it. I’m not entirely sure what, but I just need to catch it, right? If they truly intended to hurt the little bunny, I wouldn’t agree to it.”

“If that’s the case, then I’m relieved,” Soronna said, reassured by Domu’s answer. “We’ll also head to the Mercenary Guild to pick up quests today. See you then, Domu.”

“Okay, I’m off.”

At that very moment, in the heart of the Velsen Forest, a Balyaas Rabbit was basking in the sun on the grass. Suddenly, a wave of terror washed over it, as if something dreadful was about to happen. Its three red eyes darted around, scanning for danger. Seeing nothing amiss, it relaxed, continuing to sprawl languidly on the grass, soaking in the sunlight.