Chapter 1195: The Correct Way To Wear A Bra
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“First time my a*s!” Mag flicked her forehead with his finger. What was in there? He turned to walk toward the stairs as he said, “I am afraid the customers would complain about the smell on you. The restaurant’s staff have to be dressed neatly and not smell bad. Otherwise, it would give the customers a bad dining experience.”
“Oh, I see.” Connie looked aware and followed Mag upstairs.
“I will get you a set of uniforms. Red, yellow, and blue, which color do you like?” Mag asked.
“I like blue, sky blue,” Connie replied quickly.
“Alright.” Mag nodded and brought Connie into the bathroom upstairs.
“What a huge water dragon!” Connie stood at the bathroom’s entrance, and stared at the shower head in fear.
Then, her expression became even more nervous when she saw a few more taps. Was Mr. Mag really a water dragons killer?
“This is the shower control. There will be a constant warm water when you turn it on. These are the shampoo and shower gel. You need to wet your hair before you apply the red one. It will remove the dirt in your hair. Use water to rinse the bubbles out when you are done. The black bottle is used to clean the body by applying it all over. You have to rinse it out with water too.” Mag introduced the bottles to Connie. He turned and asked, “Do you get it?”
“G-got it.” Connie nodded. She secretly gulped before asking, “But… do I really have to face so many water dragon heads alone? I am a little scared… C-can you bathe together with me please?”
“No,” Mag rejected coldly. She was expecting a free scrub service from him. He wasn’t stupid.
“I will place your clothes on the stool at the door. Get them yourself when you are done. I will be going downstairs soon.” Mag tilted his body and got out of the bathroom.
Connie grasped Mag’s clothes and piteously said, “Please don’t leave me here alone…”
There were actually four water dragon heads in such a small room. This was simply too scary!
“My restaurant doesn’t take in people who stink.” Mag pulled the corner of his clothes out of Connie’s hand, and then closed the bathroom’s door. He couldn’t help but murmur, “Do the orcs have the tradition of males and females bathing together?”
Connie was left alone after the door closed.
She stuck herself against the wall and stared at the four taps that were spread out in the bathroom nervously.
The bathroom was big and warm. There was a big white bathtub in there which looked like it should be used for soaking.
“I… I was forced. I don’t mean to offend you. P-please don’t blame me and don’t scare me… I will go after I wash up…” Connie mumbled sincerely to the taps and shower heads with her hands pressing together. Then, she turned and saw herself in the mirror.
“Ah! What is this? Why could it show me my beauty so clearly?” Connie looked at the mirror in a shock. Even a crystal mirror wasn’t as clear as this mirror.
However, she soon found out about the sweat stains and dirt on her face, neck, and arms. Being on the run for 10-odd days, she didn’t have the time to bathe at all. She could indeed smell a sweaty stench on herself when she took a sniff.
Oh my heavens! Is this smell coming from my body? Connie looked devastated. She stripped herself, looked at the shower head, which was much bigger than normal taps, and apologetically said, “Lord Giant Dragon, I will just borrow a little water from you. Go and look for the boss if you feel vengeful.”
Then, she turned on the tap.
Warm water sprayed out from the shower head and landed on her head, wetting her hair and body.
“Meow~”
The comfortable feeling made her let out a small moan. The warm water washed away the tiredness that she acc.u.mulated on her journey rapidly.
“So comfortable!” Connie couldn’t help but praise it. The hot steam quickly filled the bathroom, and her pale skin turned pink too as she washed away the dirt on her body.
He said this is to wash the hair and this is to wash the body. Why do we need to use this weird liquid? After was.h.i.+ng herself under the warm water for a while, Connie’s gaze landed on the shampoo and shower gel at the side. She hesitated for a moment before pressing on the lid as Mag demonstrated to her earlier. A creamy white liquid squirted out and dripped all over her face.
“Ew!”
Connie closed her eyes subconsciously before touching the liquid on her face with her hand. It felt slippery and sticky, but there was a very special scent, just like a flower scent. It was soothing and comforting, and it felt familiar.
“This is the shampoo?” Connie looked at the cream in her hand and wiped it on her head. After rubbing for a while, it actually became many white bubbles.
“Wow! It really has bubbles!” Connie’s eyes lit up as she placed the white bubbles next to her mouth and blew gently. She smiled as she watched the bubbles float away.
After was.h.i.+ng her hair, she tried the shower gel. The shower gel, too, felt slippery on her body. A slight rub produced many bubbles. The body gave out a light refres.h.i.+ng scent after bathing.
Oh! I knew it. This is the scent on Mr. Mag’s body! Connie’s eyes lit up. The stench on her body had disappeared totally. Her hair and body were clean, and her delicate skin was pink. She was even tempted to bite herself as she looked into the mirror.
Am I ugly? Why is Mr. Mag not interested in sleeping with me? Or, maybe it’s because I’m too small? Connie sighed with self-pity as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her confidence had taken a hit.
Oh yes. He said he had prepared some clothes for me. What do they look like? Connie thought with antic.i.p.ation. Ever since leaving the tribe, she had not had any warm clothing. She didn’t want to wear pretty dresses now. Instead, she preferred a set of warm and comfortable clothing.
Her cat ears moved as she stood next to the door. After she was certain n.o.body was out there, she opened the bathroom’s door gingerly. She saw a stool next to the door as soon as she opened a small gap. There was a set of sky blue clothes on it with a note that had both words and pictures.
Wow, it’s the color sky blue. Connie’s eyes lit up as she picked up the clothes and the note.
“The correct way to wear a bra…” Connie read out softly before taking out a little piece of clothing that had a lace tr.i.m.m.i.n.g on it from the stack of clothes. Confused, she said, “What is this? This pattern is so pretty. Maybe it should be worn on the outside?”
Mag was crossing his legs and drinking his afternoon tea leisurely. He turned his head back when he heard the sound of footsteps. When he saw Connie, who was wearing a sky blue technical jacket with a black bra over it, he spat the tea in his mouth out immediately.