Katorina noticed my predicament and held out her bottle after she had loudly gulped down her fill.
“Aww, hee-hee ♥. You want some, don’t you ♥?”
Sure did. More than that, though, I wanted to help myself to the impish bratty bitch in front of me. But that obviously wasn’t happening, sorry.
In any case, I wasn’t sure whether it was all right for me to drink any. There were only three bottles, after all.
I had thought to get some from Nanami, but she suddenly doused herself like a marathon runner, using up the whole bottle. Was she so hot that she wanted to splash herself, or did she think it would be more entertaining if I wasn’t able to get any water from her? The latter, right?
I hadn’t anticipated this, but the water also made their clothes a little see-through, too.
After going back and forth…
“O-okay, sure, I guess I’ll have some.”
“Ew ♥. You’re really going to drink some? Groooss ♥.”
“……”
My expression must have looked pretty funny, as both Katorina and the Saint erupted into laughter. The Saint wheezed as she laughed, clutching her stomach.
“________♥!!”
Still, I wanted to protect this smiling face of hers. I knew that she was laughing at me, but even then, she was super cute.
“Just kidding, obvs ♥. Here, I won’t say anything, promise ♥.”
Katorina threw her water bottle at me. Delicious. The only problem was that Katorina must have been really thirsty, as she had drunk most of it, so I was left a bit unsatisfied.
“________♥! Omigosh, that was soooo funny ♥. Aww ♥, not enough for you? Ha-ha ♥. Fiiiiine, I guess if you’re going to be like that, then you can drink all of mine. I’m just feeling generous today, so you better be grateful ♥.”
The Saint also gave me her water. Neither girl seemed concerned about indirect kisses. After I had downed the entire bottle, I urged us forward.
We continued through the school from there, feeling a bit more energized after the water break.
The next floor was a music room.
What was the first thing that came to mind when thinking of a music room? For me, it was obviously instruments. There were many inside the classroom, from pianos and guitars to violins and trumpets.
As usual, the bratty trio went off to pick their instruments of choice. Katorina began to blow into a recorder, and the Saint chimed on a triangle, while Nanami meanwhile…
Shredded a squealing lick on a guitar.
Why the heck was Nanami shredding out of nowhere? Had she ever played guitar before? Was she a human interface meant to communicate with organic life-forms? Was this the beginning of a legendary cultural festival episode?
“It looks like Nanami’s meant to handle the music room, then.”
Though Nanami seemed like she could play the guitar even without the bratty bitchification effect. If that was the case, I probably wouldn’t have batted an eye at the revelation.
“Nanami.”
I sent her a knowing look, making sure she knew what to do.
“M-Master ♥! I think two children is the perfect number ♥.”
“What the hell?! That definitely wasn’t the look I was giving you!”
Was it just me, or was Nanami the only one who wasn’t a bratty bitch? Instead, she had just become completely incomprehensible!
“Ewww♥.”
“Gross ♥.”
“Gah, enough, I was saying to get up on that platform and play!”
I moved Nanami onto the platform and had her play the score exactly as written. After clearing the music room, we continued to the next floor.
It all happened on our way to the next destination.
“Whoopsie, I brought this with me by accident ♥,” Katorina said.
I looked over and saw she was still carrying the recorder.
“You’ve got pockets, right? Carry it for me ♥. I’ll get it back later, ’kay?”
She handed me the recorder. I thought about leaving it somewhere, but Katorina had played it. That fact alone multiplied its value tenfold.
I put the recorder in my pocket as instructed. It stuck out a little, of course, but we wouldn’t get into any fights here, so it wasn’t an issue.
After we had gone even farther, the Saint gasped out loud. I looked over at her, wondering what it was this time.
“That means ice cream and stuff, doesn’t it?”
In front of one of the classrooms was a banner reading FROZEN NOVELTIES. I put both hands up to my temples. It was at that moment that I remembered there was a pretty wild CG event in this dungeon.
Obviously, there was no way the girls weren’t going to pounce on the idea of ice cream, and we headed to the classroom. I thought about telling them they should probably hold off, but…keeping them away from iced treats was going to be virtually impossible.
Nanami opened the freezer inside the classroom and checked what iced treats were inside.
“Hmm, I see vanilla, yogurt, and Calpico flavors.”
Naturally, all the flavors were of the white and cloud variety. I needed to get something off my chest there.
Okay, so listen, Mr. Eroge Writer. This has always bugged me, but why the hell were there only white-colored ice cream choices here?! Were you trying to cut down on the number of CGs to make? Gimme a break!! There are a whole bunch of other flavors, aren’t there?! What about watermelon?! Soda flavor?! Use your brain next time, dumbass!
Phew. Apparently, I had a lot of pent-up emotions on the subject.
As if not to waste a single second, Nanami took one of the vanilla-flavored ones. It was a long, thin ice pop.
Nanami then charmingly stuck out her tongue and began flicking it back and forth across the ice pop.
Oh great…was she seriously doing this? Was she trying to tempt me or what?
“Mmm ♥! Mwaah ♥. Slurp ♥. Eek ♥! Gaaah, not again! It’s so cooool ♥!”
In an unbelievable turn of events, the treat Nanami was eating melted, sending big drops of ice cream plopping onto her skin and cow-patterned bikini. Vanilla ice cream and a cow-patterned swimsuit really complemented each other like peanut butter and jelly. Wait, no, that wasn’t important right now.
So, uh, Nanami? What the hell were you doing here? Did you have a screw loose? Why were you eating it like that? I’ve seen a lot of people eat a lot of ice cream in my life, and none of have eaten it like that before. Oh, actually, sorry, I lied! I’ve seen this all in an eroge before!!
“Hey, Masteeeer? I bet you want to wipe me down? Well, go ahead, I don’t mind ♥,” Nanami said with a devilish grin, pointing to the melted slush on her.
She was supposed to be an angel, so what the hell was that smile about? Here she was, letting it dribble artistically from her cute belly button down to her plump thighs! She was letting it mix with her sweat and turning it into a serious problem here!
“Wipe it off yourself!”
If she made me wipe it off, there was a nonzero chance I’d end up sucking all the vanilla ice slush with my mouth instead. It looked downright delicious, after all!! I had to avoid that possibility at any cost.
“Whaaaat? You’re not going to wipe me up, Master? You coward ♥.”
I had no idea what was cowardly about that! She needed to forget all that and learn from the Saint and Katorina instead! Actually wait, those two…
“Shlick ♥! Shlmch ♥! Slurp ♥! Mhnn ♥!”
“Ah ♥! Mmmnh ♥! Haah, haah ♥! Shlrrrrp ♥!”
…were also out of their damn minds? Hey, you two know the sweat has already made your clothes see-through, right?
Why was the Saint holding the ice with both hands like she was praying and moving her head up and down? Why was she taking her tongue out to lick it up and down from top to bottom? Oh, and Katorina, why did you have an ice pop in each hand, and why were you alternating between them? And did you really need to look up at an angle like that while you ate?
So I just had to know—was this really their usual way of eating ice cream?
One final question, though, for both Katorina and the Saint…
W H Y W E R E Y O U D R I P P I N G I T O N Y O U R S E L V E S ?
That was it; this world was done for.