Chapter 14: Don't drop the soap, Heiro!

"Heiro, think fast!!''

A bar of soap flew at me with the force of a balista bolt!

I caught it with my two hands, struggling to remain standing and keeping the slippery piece of soap in my hands.

I danced around, searching for balance on the wet tiles of the Bathing Chamber. I found even footing and dove with grace into the warm communal bath.

I almost landed on Hyseau who threw the soapy brick at me. He laughed and splashed water in my face.

''Hello!! Earth to Heiro! Anyone there!''

A female voice called me from the other side of the bath. It was Hysta; she was back to normal.

I was feeling very relieved to see her and I waved at her! She was not in the mood for a cuddly rendez-vous.

Because she was pointing at the mauled door and the countless splinters now lying throughout the Bathing Chamber.

''What were you thinking?? Can't you, you know, use the doorknob like a normal person?''

I was rather insulted by her calling me a normal person. I started to soap myself up good. It smelled like citrus, most likely tangerines.

It must be the bar that Hyseau always uses, because his hair smells like tangerines. I was now standing in a pool of soap bubbles and dove into the bubbly water.

It was amazing to wash myself, without feeling like being tortured with the bodyparts of a nautical predator.

When I resurfaced, Hysta had taken her time to swim over to me. And she was still very cranky.

''You destroyed the door! There are splinters everywhere! I could have been injured! Asachico could have been injured!''

I looked around me searching for the person who was apparently called Asachico. I saw nobody yet.

Suddenly a girl with platinum blonde hair appeared above the surface of the bath, hiding in the pool of bubbles that I made.

She was the servant girl who served Dya and me the wine in the Dining Hall.

''No, no I would not have gotten hurt, Hysta. Don't be silly.''

Asachico was talking with a deadpan voice.

''Don't underestimate me. I can fend for myself.''

Hysta was now turning red.

"Asachico! I am trying to teach Heiro a thing about being considerate!''

Asachico was looking at me. Then at the chaos that I brought with me into her surroundings; like the hole that I kicked into the door.

''That won't work. He would not have done that, if that were possible.''

She dove back into the water. Hysta climbed out of the pool. Still visibily flustered by my destructive entry.

''Well, you can clean this up yourself. I am not dealing with this."

She dove into the ice cold bath, in order to cool off. She came out with hard nipples and goosebumps all over her skin.

''I am glad that you are feeling more lively, Hysta! I was really worried about you last night!"

I smiled at her and she stared at me. She started to mumble about me being something something from space.

There was soap in my ears, so I could not hear what she said. I just stared at her pointy nipples.

They were rock hard and her perky breasts were glistening like gemstones. I could not look away.

''YOU ARE UNBELIEVABLE, HIERO!''

She cried out while stomping her feet and grabbed a large towel. She wrapped it around her waist tightly and gestured at Asachico to come with her.

Asachico walked out of the pool with grace and dove into the ice cold bath without making a splash.

After she left the icepool she stretched out as much as she could, giving Hyseau and me a full view of her chest.

She was slender like Hysta, only a lot shorter. She had smaller breasts, most likely a B cup. Which suited her just fine given her short stature.

Her erect nipples were a lot darker than those of Dya and Hysta. She did not have tanlines anywhere, so it appeared that her tan was her natural skin colour.

She was most definitely not an albino!

She twirled around when she wrapped herself into a towel. She had the elegance of a ballerina.

I did not have the chance to check out her behind. I am more of a breastman myself. Hyseau was almost drooling at this point. So I guess she has the stuff of legends.

She smiled at me and told me that the door was rotten anyway. A proper door would have endured my kinetic introduction.

So nothing of value was lost.

When the girls left Hyseau and me to our devices, a roaring sound came from our stomachs; it was time for breakfast.

We only had 10 minutes left. Luckily the Dining Hall was close by and we knew the way.

Hyseau showed me the place were the weighted tunics were stored: it was in the Men's Changing Room, stored in a sealed locker.

I pulled the heavy cloth over my head. It looked alright. And I did not mind the heavy feel of it. I had to get in shape, if I wanted to survive my rematch with Dender.

We put on some sandals and walked toward the Dining Hall, feeling clean and glistening and shit. That's what I call hygiene!

We came past the trail of footwear and clothing we left behind during our race to the Bathing Chamber.

An older male servant was cleaning up the mess that we had made. He looked at us gravely and shook his head.

I looked at Hyseau, he looked at me.

I grinned at him, he grinned back.

I raised my hand and he gave me a high five.