Bath Time!

I stretch, my back arching pleasantly as I tense my tail and ears. I let out a satisfied breath before getting out of bed.

"I feel so relaxed. All that exercise I did yesterday must have done my body some good. Anybody who says fighting isn't a valid exercise routine is lying!" Nodding at my words I head to the bathroom. Inside a plain white tub is pushed against the wall, and it seems to sparkle at the rims. At the far wall is a modern looking toilet, and a sink just to the left of it. Hung in the center of the left wall is a full length mirror.

It's nice, but I just realized something, this is the first time I've seen this bathroom, isn't it.

On my first day I used the ones at the guild, which were more fantasy-esc. They were wooden toilets with a water magic stone installed to wash everything down. Then on the second day I ended up going in the woods since I spent the whole day out. Luckily I have earth magic, so I was able to just throw up a private space for privacy.

Tear tear, cry cry. My first time was outside the comfort of my own space.

I stand in front of the mirror and examine myself for a moment, and I'm shocked by what I see. My clothes have small tears all over, and they're covered in blood and grass stains. I can't believe that I've been walking around like this! I quickly touch the two gems adorning the bathtub's faucet and inject mana into them.

Water starts gushing into the tub, steam wafting off of it. I can't help but nod at the modern yet fantasy-esc feeling it gives off. Based on the design I'd say that a transmigrator came up with it. I know that I always got irritated at having to wait for the water to heat up before showering. But that's now a problem that's a world away with this handy gizmo! Sure, there's no shower for some reason, but the innkeeper told me that all the bathtubs have an enchantment that automatically cleans the water in the tub.

Taking a bath no longer means wallowing in a pool of your own filth!

Praise the fantasy lifestyle!

Back to more important things; with the water rapidly filling the tub I strip out of my dirty and torn clothing. As I do I notice a few places on my body caked with dry blood, mainly around my feet and my hands. Which makes sense since I tried some body reinforcement magic yesterday before Tesk yelled at me for not focusing on my practice.

And I don't have shoes. Honestly, I've been pretty comfortable without shoes. A point of mana a minute directed at my feet keeps from being hurt walking along the streets of the city. It also stops dust from collecting on them as long as I'm just walking along.

But as I discovered yesterday, exaggerated or sudden movements will mean the magic can't keep up and the protection will fade. Which will let dirt and such stick to my feet. And if something is moving above a certain speed, like a spray of blood from a recently decapitated Basher, it will get through.

Basically it works as the most basic of shoes. But it's super comfortable and my toes absolutely love the freedom. So the pros and cons balance out.

Anyway, now that the tub is filled it's time to ju- er, carefully get in so water doesn't go everywhere.

I sink in with a groan of pleasure as I feel the heat sink into me. So nice~. I'm definitely more suited to being warm than being cold. Though on Earth I tried to not let my displeasure show. I always wore the same thing there, shorts and a t-shirt. Sometimes a jacket depending on how I was feeling. Sun, rain, or snow, that's what you would always see me in.

But the point I'm trying to make is that I'm really enjoying this hot bath.

Ah~. After a few minutes I think of the one thing that could make this better. If I had thought to buy cleaning supplies!

So now, instead of rubbing myself down with soap and working shampoo and conditioner into my hair and tail, I'm trying to scratch off my accumulated funk with my hands.

Sigh. Oh well, there's always next time. But as I run my hands across my body, I realize something. I'm not attracted to myself.

'I mean, that's normal since I'm not narcissistic. But I was a man, and now I'm running my hands all over an adorable girl. It's weird for me to not be at least a little excited considering how much of a perv I was.'

And when I say I was a perv, I mean full on degenerate. Instead of listing kinks, it would be easier to list what I wouldn't be interested in. Not that I'd tell anyone that. Way too embarrassing.

(Author whistling innocently.)

I guess I was right about my mentality being altered when I got my new body. Whether it's a result of Lord Soahc doing it, or simply it being changed due to the body itself, my mind is not the same as it was before.

But it hasn't affected my personality so I'm fine. It's not like I care about being less horny. Actually it might be for the best. Can't have fun if I get pregnant after having too much fun.

"That's enough introspection for one day. Time to go get stuff done." It's important to be self aware, so every once in a while I'll go into these self analytical thoughts to make sure I'm being honest with myself. Bad things happen if you can't be honest with yourself.

I drain the tub and dry off with one of the hanging towels. I give a disdainful sniff at my filthy clothes and walk back into the bedroom with the towel wrapped around my body. I go to the totally secret and not obvious at all hiding place where I put my spacial ring while I took a bath and put it on.

I withdraw the everchange shirts and pants then realize yet another issue.

I don't have underwear.

I'm really going to have to do some shopping today. Good thing I'm loaded.

I put on the shirt and pants and watch as they change. Instead of exuding a bright light and suddenly being in different clothes, they instead flow around me like water.The pants tighten around my legs while darkening to black, showing off my legs. Though thankfully it's a bit looser around my-cough-thighs, so I can in fact go out without looking like I'm in a hentai.

Meanwhile the shirt shrinks a bit, showing off a bit of a midriff without going past my belly button while changing to a dark blue. The sleeves rise until they end about halfway down my upper arms. The neckline stays rounded while lowering itself just a bit.

I take a look at myself, and I have to say that I like how I look. Perfect for a day of running errands.

Other than not having shoes. But you know what? Like how I was the shorts guy on Earth, here I shall be the barefoot girl! None can dissuade me from this course! My conviction is as steady as I am mad!