Chapter 1 (Part 3)

Leonardo was now in the tub, blindfolded.  

Having taken off all his clothes.  

‘Such a humiliating act……. If only I could use magic!’  

If he could just clean himself with magic, it would be over, but instead, he had to be washed like this.  

Leonardo gritted his teeth.  

Meanwhile, whether he was grinding his teeth or not, Grace applied soap to a sponge and looked at the body standing in front of her, which was ‘Grace Lowell’ in body but ‘Leonardo Fernandez’ in character.  

‘How should I do this?’  

In truth, though she had boldly declared she would wash him, Grace was equally at a loss.  

After all, it was ‘Grace’s’ body, but the hands that had to wash it were ‘Leonardo’s.’ She really disliked that.  

But conversely, it was also ‘Leonardo’s’ body being washed by ‘Grace.’  

Thinking that far, Grace clenched her teeth.  

‘No, that’s my body. It’s my beloved body, not Leonardo Fernandez’s!’  

Clenching her teeth, Grace grabbed her arm and spoke in a solemn voice.  

“Then, let’s begin.”  

As the clumsy hand movements began, Leonardo wanted to bite his tongue.  

Every time the sponge rubbed against his body and fingers brushed across his skin, an unpleasant sensation was felt. Leonardo didn’t want to know what it was.  

“Ah, really. What am I doing!”  

Leonardo suppressed the urge to argue about whose words those were.  

In this situation, he was at a disadvantage.  

“I’m going to wash your hair.”  

Saying so, Grace poured water over his head.  

As lukewarm water poured over his head, Leonardo became fully aroused.  

‘What on earth is this!’  

Though she was saying she was washing him, it felt like torture. Leonardo, uncharacteristically, vowed to get revenge when it was his turn.  

After a while, Grace stopped washing Leonardo, or rather, ‘Grace Lowell’s’ body.  

Then, with a truly fierce look, she stared at Leonardo, who stood quietly like a drowned rat with his eyes covered.  

‘It’s all done, except for one place.’  

A place she herself handled with care.  

Grace, habitually biting her lips, took a deep breath and said,  

“Bend your back a little.”  

“Pardon?”  

“Bend your back.”  

Not knowing what Grace intended, Leonardo bent his back as instructed.  

Until then, he didn’t know what was about to happen to him.  

“Gasp!”  

As soon as he bent over, a large, thick hand parted his b*ttocks.  

Then, it rubbed a place in front of his b*ttocks he didn’t even know existed. Simultaneously, a tingling sensation shot through him from head to toe.  

Leonardo involuntarily squirmed.  

“Ah, seriuosly! Stay still!”  

She rubbed so meticulously, and Grace’s hand movements didn’t stop.  

Thick fingers parted and rubbed somewhere, then rinsed with water, then rubbed the opposite side. Each time, Leonardo felt his toes curling.  

“Please!”  

Unable to bear it, Leonardo pleaded, but Grace curtly cut him off.  

“Not yet. Why are you so impatient?”  

Adding, “For a mage, you’re so impatient,” Leonardo gritted his teeth.  

Honestly, he kept his mouth shut because he feared that if he opened it to retort, something other than words might come out.  

After thoroughly washing with her fingers, Grace spoke with a satisfied face.  

“It’s done.”  

Grace said that all that was left was to put on clothes, and Leonardo gave a chilling smile.  

It was truly an excruciating time.  

“Then, is it my turn now?”  

As soon as she heard those words, Grace shivered and brushed her arms with her hand.  

She had a bad feeling.  

Leonardo, fully dressed, blindfolded Grace with the remaining piece of cloth.  

“First, you need to undress.”  

Leonardo’s condition was more severe, having taken a urine splash directly, but Grace wasn’t much better off.  

The smell was so terrible it was amazing she endured wearing those clothes until now.  

“Tsk! This will take some time.”  

Not wanting to touch it, Leonardo wrinkled his face and used only the minimum number of fingers to remove the wet clothes.  

Then he immediately stuffed them into the trash can.  

“Let’s begin.”  

With those words, Leonardo mercilessly scrubbed his body with a sponge.  

He didn’t want Grace, inside his body, to feel the sensations he felt while washing Grace’s body.  

If she felt even a little bit, she’d surely call him a pervert or something.  

‘What am I supposed to do with what the body feels!’  

He never wanted to experience the strange sensations inside again, even indirectly.  

Quick and decisive. Leonardo’s hands were rough, thinking he’d quickly finish and find a clue to solve this problem.  

However, circumstances were slightly different for Grace inside.  

‘What, what is this?’  

Grace Lowell, being a swordsman before a woman, had calloused hands and was rougher than most women.  

Leonardo Fernandez, a male mage, was smoother than her. But why?  

‘What is this strange feeling!’  

Contrary to Leonardo’s guess, Grace Lowell had no particular interest in men.  

As a result, she had never progressed to a deep relationship with a man, nor had she read even a common romance novel.  

Thus, she was nearly a blank slate regarding relationships between men and women.  

‘Crazy, isn’t this crazy?’  

Her lower abdomen felt heavy, and heat gathered as if it would explode. Moreover, her body kept tensing.  

Grace clenched her fists and resisted with all her might against the first-time sensation. It was truly a futile effort.  

Unaware of this, Leonardo, seeing the reddened back from scrubbing too hard, spoke in a satisfied voice.  

“Now, turn your body around.”  

Washing his body with Grace’s hands was more challenging than expected.  

While in that body, he didn’t seem very big, but washing his body with this body took more effort than anticipated.  

‘But that will soon be over.’  

Though scrubbing the wide back was tiring, it was almost over if he could handle the front.  

Then, this foolish act would end.

Leonardo thought.  

And his expectation was shattered as soon as Grace turned her body.  

“……Crazy bastard.”  

Crazy bastard’s body.  

Leonardo couldn’t decide whether to be grateful that Grace was blindfolded or to curse Grace, who, despite having a female mind, reacted earnestly to a female’s touch with a male body, or to curse his body.  

Seeing his counterpart strained and bobbing, Leonardo gritted his teeth and grabbed it tightly.  

“Ouch! It hurts!”  

In Grace’s small hand, it wasn’t even fully grasped.  

Facing the surreal scene head-on, Leonardo hoped not to remember it. He wished it would never come to mind again and scrubbed it with a sponge.  

“Endure it.”  

Even as he scrubbed the tender flesh mercilessly, Grace kept crying out in pain.  

But even so, the towering presence showed no sign of diminishing, so Leonardo had to grit his teeth, contemplating a solution.  

‘It should calm down soon, but it’s not getting the hint! This is insane!’  

At this point, he had to curse his own body.  

Leonardo deliberately fetched cold water and poured it over it.  

Startled by the sudden cold water, Grace tore off the blindfold and shouted.  

“What are you doing!”  

“Close your eyes!”  

Grace’s shout and Leonardo’s command-like words came out almost simultaneously.  

Startled, Grace squeezed her eyes shut, and Leonardo, in an annoyed voice, demanded,  

“Did I take off the blindfold when you washed me, Sir Lowell? What kind of rudeness is this!”  

“But you suddenly poured cold water!”  

“Did you want to see my body that badly?”  

At Leonardo’s insistence, Grace laughed incredulously.  

Then she turned her head sharply and said,  

“Don’t be ridiculous. Even if you show this body, I won’t look!”  

“Same goes for me, so stop with the nonsense.”  

With that, Leonardo pulled Grace’s hand and led her out of the tub.  

Fortunately, during their argument, it had returned to its original state.  

Leonardo, secretly sighing in relief, dressed Grace and said,  

“I’ll go look for magic books, so feel free to eat or sleep as you please.”  

“I’ll do that without you telling me.”  

As soon as she was dressed, Grace opened her eyes, frowned in displeasure, and left the bathroom first.  

Watching her retreating figure, Leonardo ran his hand over his face.  

‘Really, what a tiring woman.’  

He sincerely hoped to find a solution soon.  

For the first time in his life, Leonardo earnestly prayed to the gods.  

As night fell, the wind began to blow strongly around the shelter.  

Smelling the rich scent of the Golden Day Primrose blooming nearby, Leonardo felt strangely uneasy.  

‘Was this flower always so fragrant?’  

Glancing unconsciously towards the window, Leonardo pushed aside the book he was reading.  

Even when many Golden Day Primroses bloomed together, they usually didn’t give off a scent noticeable in a typical flower garden.  

They were commonly referred to as scentless flowers.  

Though not entirely scentless, people who liked the appearance of flowers but disliked strong scents sometimes planted them in gardens.  

‘But such a strong smell.’  

He had spent many nights here, but this had never happened before.  

Wondering what had changed, Leonardo absentmindedly checked the time, marked his place in the book with a bookmark, and closed it.  

It was already nearing 2 a.m.  

Grace, who had been sitting at the table pretending to read with him out of stubbornness, had long since started nodding off.  

‘I can’t move that big body, so I’ll just leave her be.’  

With Grace Lowell’s strength, it might be possible, but the height difference was too great. Even if not, touching that body to move it was unpleasant.  

Even if it was his body, the content was Grace Lowell.  

Whether this way or that, he’d get scolded just the same.  

In that case, it was better to do nothing at all. That way, at least he’d be neutral.  

Thinking so, Leonardo left Grace, who was now sleeping on the table, and went to the sleeping quarters alone, lying on the bed.  

And he woke up early in the morning.