I Formed a Party with a Girl via an Adventurer Matching App - Chapter 19

 Moving In and Taking a Bath

"You really don't have a lot of stuff, do you?" 

"Well, you couldn't exactly keep unnecessary belongings in that shared room. Everything—including the futons—was basically communal property." 

"There was furniture in that place? To me, it just looked like a bare, rectangular box." 

"There were ropes hanging from the ceiling to string up your gear, weren't there?"

"If you are calling those 'furniture,' then that place wasn't a room at all. It was just a garbage dump."

Having officially arrived at the apartment where I would be living starting today—which was to say, Cordelia’s apartment—she had granted me a spare bedroom that she wasn't using. Why does a person living entirely by themselves have a whole spare room? For that matter, how many rooms are even in this place? I thought to myself, but considering the sheer contrast to my previous living standard might actually cause me to faint from shock, I decided it was best not to overthink it.

The room assigned to me was roughly the same size as the crowded bunkhouse I had been living in until this morning. In other words, a space that six grown men used to aggressively jostle and fight over was now entirely mine to use alone. It turns out that room hadn't actually been small; it only felt that way because six people were packed into it. On your own, a room like this is actually incredibly spacious.

Right now, the wooden floorboards were completely bare, devoid of any real furniture. The blank, pristine white wallpaper felt completely devoid of life, looking almost strangely lonely. Aside from my weapons and armor, my only belongings were standard adventuring supplies, so seeing them sitting in a solitary, pathetic pile in the corner of the room was a bit melancholic.

"By the way, what about a futon? Where am I supposed to sleep?" 

"Huh? You can just sleep in the bed in my room. Did you honestly intend to dutifully trudge back to your own room every single time we finish having sex?" 

"Are you planning on having sex with me every single night?" 

"Is there a reason we shouldn't?" 

"Fair point."

It didn't even require a second thought. For Cordelia and me, a couple boasting a physical compatibility rating well over 200%, the concept of a sexless relationship was completely alien.

"Besides, letting you live here was the entire point of this arrangement to begin with. If we are going to have sex every single day and night, it’s vastly more efficient for you to just move in, isn't it?"

Exactly. Cordelia's blunt logic was the exact reason I was rolling into her apartment.

Even though only a brief period had passed since we first met, our sexual schedule had been unbelievably dense.

……Well, I say "dense," but today was literally only our third day knowing each other.

On the night of our first day, we had sex. On the second day, we had sex in the middle of the Death Golem Dungeon, and then after returning late into the night, we had sex all over again.

If we're going to keep having sex this frequently, you might as well just live here.

To think that I had been handed that exact declaration on the morning of our third day. An terrifyingly rapid escalation into living together…… if it were anyone but me, they wouldn't have been able to keep up with the pace.

"We can gradually buy dishes, daily necessities, and whatever else we need as we go along," Cordelia said, stepping out of my designated room and heading back toward the living area.

For the time being, I had managed to pick up a few absolute essentials at the street stalls while we were transitioning from the bunkhouse to this apartment. Since I was already accustomed to a lifestyle with minimal possessions, my current inventory was incredibly sparse. But as my personal belongings gradually began to accumulate in this space, slowly intertwining with Cordelia's own items…… I couldn't help but feel a strange, slight sense of profound emotion.

"Still, helping you move was rather exhausting," Cordelia muttered once we were back in the living room.

Did we actually do enough moving work for you to be exhausted? Didn't I carry literally all the supplies we bought? I thought, but I wisely kept my mouth shut. Snapping back at every single piece of Cordelia's selfishness would ensure the conversation never moved forward.

"Kent. I am going to take a bath." 

"Oh, sounds good."

The sun was still high in the sky, but cleansing the body was always a positive thing. Unlike the common folk on the streets who took it for granted that they had to trek to a communal bathhouse, this apartment came fully equipped with its own private bath. If she wanted to soak, she could do it whenever she pleased.

Cordelia hummed a cheerful tune as she strolled toward the changing area. But seeing me standing there completely blankly in the center of the living room, she tilted her head slightly in confusion.

"What are you doing? I told you, I am taking a bath." 

"……I heard you." 

"Then don't just stand there staring off into space forever. Come along, hurry up."

Cordelia barked her usual sharp commands, but there wasn't any actual malice behind them. It seemed she genuinely, truly could not comprehend why I was just idling around.

Following her into the changing room a moment later, I found Cordelia already shedding her clothes. As she undone the front buttons of her crisp, starched shirt, her voluptuous breasts—perfectly cradled by her underwear—peeked out from beneath the fabric. She then discarded her tight trousers and panties, rendering herself completely stark naked in the blink of an eye.

Every inch of her skin was ethereally fair and beautiful. Her skin was so flawlessly smooth that you couldn't spot a single stray hair, let alone a visible pore; it was an exquisitely alluring sight that made me let out a silent sigh of admiration.

To avoid drawing Cordelia's ire, I quickly stripped out of my own clothes as well. In no time at all, the two of us were standing there in the room, completely naked in our natural forms.

Faced with the naked body of a peerless beauty right in front of my eyes, my cock instantly surged into a rock-hard, rigid erection. Cordelia, however, merely cast a fleeting glance down at my throbbing dick before nonchalantly stepping straight into the bathroom.

Dominating the bathroom was a gorgeous porcelain clawfoot bathtub. Having apparently intended to bathe from the start, it was already filled to the brim with steaming, hot water.

Right in front of the clawfoot tub was a tiled washing area.

Cordelia took her stance right there, turned around to face me, and—

"Mm."

Saying nothing else, she lightly lifted both arms out to her sides. Then, she peered up at me through her eyelashes, locking her gaze onto my slightly taller frame.

Receiving that explicit stare, I picked up the bar of soap sitting in the bathroom tray. Lathering up the rose-scented soap between my palms, I began slathering the rich foam all over Cordelia's body.

"～～♪"

As I coated her in soap, Cordelia happily hummed a little tune, looking thoroughly comfortable. She didn't seem to view the fact that I was actively washing her body as any sort of special or intimate act.

……Yes. That was exactly it.

This woman named Cordelia. After taking a bath with her a few times, I had finally realized the underlying truth.

……Apparently, she considered having someone else wash her body in the bath to be an absolute, fundamental given.

"……Ugh……"

A heavy sigh involuntarily leaked from my lips. Fortunately, it was completely drowned out by Cordelia's humming, failing to reach her ears.

The first time I had bathed with Cordelia was the morning after our very first time having sex. On that occasion, she had simply told me, "Wash my back," so I had complied without questioning it too deeply.

But then came the second time. After returning from the Death Golem Dungeon, she had dragged me into the bath with her again and made me wash her in the exact same manner.

And today was the third time. Cordelia didn't even bother putting the command into words anymore; she simply demanded a full-body wash using nothing but her posture.

The utter nonchalance with which she expected her body to be cleansed was incredibly well-practiced. This wasn't a habit she had picked up yesterday or today; she had almost certainly been washed by someone else every single time she bathed since she was a child.

To make matters worse, she had explicitly instructed me to wash her directly with my bare hands, claiming that towels or washcloths would irritate her delicate skin. Because of that rule, I was forced to directly stroke and slide my palms all over her smooth, yielding flesh, which naturally caused my dick to swell into a brutally rigid erection.

Yet to Cordelia herself, this wasn't an erotic act, nor was it foreplay. In her mind, she was merely having her body washed exactly as she always did, which made the situation incredibly torturous for me.

"Hehe. You've finally gotten rather good at washing my body, haven't you?" 

"Is that so? Well, unfortunately for me, I'm not getting used to this at all." 

"Oh, really? This much is perfectly normal, isn't it?"

What part of a man aggressively washing a naked woman's body is normal?!

No matter how much I kneaded and cupped her breasts with my soap-covered hands, she maintained her aloof, completely composed expression. My arousal was racing miles ahead of her, and even though my dick was throbbing with pure frustration, there was absolutely no way to relieve it.

Worse still, completely oblivious to the agonizing restraint I was exercising, Cordelia added another casual demand.

"Oh, right. Kent." "W-What is it?" "Make sure you do a thorough job on my vagina too. It wasn't washed properly yesterday."

S-Show some mercy, woman……!

Following Cordelia’s precise instructions, I slipped my soap-slicked palm right down to her vagina…… which is to say, her lower abdomen and pussy. My fingers lathered through her blonde pubic hair, stretching further inward to massage her most intimate parts……

"Ugh…… my phallus is in absolute agony……" 

"Huh? What are you muttering about all of a sudden?" 

"Trust me, it isn't sudden at all……" 

"What?"

While my mind was entirely flooded with intensely lewd thoughts, I meticulously and thoroughly cleansed Cordelia's pussy.

Of course, I didn't attempt anything beyond that, strictly limiting my movements to washing and nothing more. As long as Cordelia wasn't in the mood for it, making a depraved move on her right now would be tantamount to throwing away the trust she had placed in me.

Ultimately, while my cock became completely slicked with a heavy coating of pre-cum, I somehow managed to finish washing every single inch of her gorgeous body. Since I had been forced to thoroughly wash her long blonde hair as well, the entire process had taken a massive amount of time.

"Thank you. That felt wonderful."

Utterly oblivious to the sheer mental exhaustion I had just endured, Cordelia promptly stepped away and sank into the warm waters of the clawfoot bathtub.

……It seemed that expecting a reciprocal service where she washed my body in return was a complete pipe dream.

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