Emperor Caligula’s Lust is Known to All

Like master thieves, we “stole” a basin full of girls’ products and climbed out of the dorm again, heading towards the bathhouse.

The bathhouse was an extra-wide, single-story building. As soon as we arrived at the entrance, our footsteps triggered the motion-sensor lights.

I subconsciously turned towards the men’s side with my basin, but was pulled back by Exusiai.

“You’re going the wrong way,” she said with a grin.

“Oh, oh…”

I saw Saber had already rushed impatiently into the women’s bathhouse. I took Exusiai’s hand and followed behind Yukino, who seemed a little apprehensive as she tidied her black hair before entering.

The bathhouse was brightly lit, a vast expanse of white tiles gleaming under the lights. The huge room was quiet and empty; clearly, no one else was here. Walking down the aisle of the empty locker room, it was actually a little creepy.

Exusiai seemed to sense my mood and squeezed my small hand comfortingly with a smile.

The four of us found a random row of lockers and began to undress.

To be honest, we’d been roommates for so long and had been to the bathhouse together more than once or twice, and I’d never felt anything special. But this time, my little heart couldn’t help but start pounding.

Yukino’s fair, crystal-clear fingertips pinched the cuff of her other sleeve and pulled one arm out of her shirt. She took off her shirt and the thin woolen sweater over it in one go, her pale, almost bloodless skin, where you could even glimpse the beautiful, faint blue veins beneath, exposed to the air. She flicked her ink-black hair, letting it fall smoothly over her pale, slender back. She was breathtakingly beautiful, like the snow woman from a fairy tale, enchanting.

Exusiai also let out a “heave-ho” and took off her short-sleeved jacket and T-shirt. Her skin wasn’t as pale as Yukino’s, but had a healthy, light pink hue that looked quite delicious. But she was even thinner than Yukino. If Yukino’s figure was slender, then Exusiai’s was skinny. When Exusiai raised her arms in a dashing motion to take off her top, her delicate, craft-like ribs slightly pushed up against her pinkish skin, outlining their beautiful and stunning shallow contours.

As for Saber, her figure was much more well-proportioned compared to Yukino and Exusiai. Although they always say King Arthur has no melons, only a steel plate, that’s really only by comparison. In the Fate anime, whether it was Matou Sakura, Rider Medusa, or Caster Medea, their “melons” were all too big. You don’t notice it in the anime, but if you put them in reality, I dare say in my short life I have never seen any that big in person. By comparison, it makes King Arthur seem… melon-less. But in reality, from the perspective of a real girl, Saber’s figure could already be considered well-endowed. At least, in the comparison my eyes were making right now, Saber’s melons were much bigger than Yukino’s and Exusiai’s.

Normally, no one showers with their clothes on, so we naturally put all our clothes in the lockers. Yukino’s smooth black hair fell against her pale skin, Exusiai’s Fuji-apple-red hair was soft and cute, and Saber’s brilliant gold was beautiful and neat.

As if I couldn’t wait to take a hot shower, I was the first to leave the changing room and enter the bathhouse proper. From the echoing footsteps in the empty space, I could tell that they were all following behind me.

The bathhouse had small stalls next to each other, with a partition between every two. But the stalls had no doors, shaped like a ‘U’. Especially when standing in stalls facing each other, you could definitely see the other person if you wanted to.

I didn’t dare to look at them too much, afraid of getting into trouble. I just turned on my own showerhead and let the hot water wash over my body.

But to be honest, this body of Kiriko was also slender-limbed and delicate-skinned. In short, if you didn’t look at the important parts, it was a completely flat-chested girl. So I had to be careful not to get too excited just from washing my own body.

I faced the wall and the showerhead in my stall, not looking at them. But just from the sound of their water and the sounds of them washing, I knew they were in the stalls next to or opposite me.

The warm, comfortable water flowed from the showerhead over my slender white neck, my exquisite collarbones, my fair skin, my long, slender legs, and finally over my small, delicate feet to pool on the floor.

To be honest, based on appearance alone, I was no worse than any of them. But… was that something to be proud of?

Exusiai’s cheerful, lively voice suddenly came from the stall next to me, her voice mixed with the sound of water. “Kiriko-chan, let me scrub your back for you, okay?”

We’ve been roommates for so long and have showered together so many times, and I’ve never seen you offer to scrub my back before, I thought. But now, as soon as I’ve transformed, you make such a suggestion. Isn’t it obvious that you’re just lusting after my body?

Faced with this proposal, as obvious as Emperor Caligula’s ambition, I of course said—”Sure, that’s totally fine!”.

It’s not like I’m losing out!!

Exusiai, in her little slippers, came pattering over from the adjacent stall. Just from the sound of her footsteps, I could feel her inner glee.

Her happy voice came from behind me. “Come on, sit on the stool.”

Each stall had a simple little stool. I obediently sat down on mine and heard Exusiai bring her stool over from her stall and sit down behind me.

Her bare arm reached past my body and turned off the showerhead. Then she squeezed some slippery shower gel into her palm, which was slightly flushed from the hot water.

Immediately after, her smooth palm was on the skin of my back.