My Refrigerator Turned Into A Dungeon

Chapter 123:

Invasion! Super Public Bathhouse

Rumble, rumble, rumble.

We overcame numerous trials and tribulations to finally arrive. The dream hot spring resort, the super public bathhouse. But we can't let our guard down. The real challenge begins now.

"Let's go, everyone!"

"Yeah!"

Ruu, Serai-san, Nina-san.

When I turned around and called out, my reliable companions responded with a firm nod and a straight gaze. These wonderful companions, our hearts connected.

Thud, thud, thud…

The first hurdle was the shoe rack. A terrifying trap was set in this super public bathhouse's shoe rack: it only unlocks if the shoes are lightweight. Damn, how cunning.

[Click…!]

But the trap didn't work on us who understood its structure. Everyone successfully stored their shoes in the shoe rack unharmed.

Thud, thud, thud.

The second hurdle was the reception counter. Here, the receptionist constantly kept a sharp eye on surveillance.

"Welcome~"

"Four adults, right?"

"Four, indeed. We'll take care of you."

This is where Nina-san, the party's most skilled negotiator, stepped forward. Hehehe. With her, no one could say no; they would undoubtedly end up saying yes.

"Yeah, this way. We smoothly passed through."

"Phew~ Thank you. You did well. Ruu. Am I still being watched?"

"(Glimpse) No, the receptionist is already dealing with the next customer."

As someone who naturally stands out, I attracted the receptionist's gaze. At that moment, Ruu, who always hides her presence and excels as a scout, showcases her talents. Yes, truly reliable.

"See you in two hours, Ezuki-san. If it doesn't work out, there's an outdoor foot bath. Well, take your time at the massage. Even if you're sad, I'll comfort you again, so don't give up."

And Serai-san. She is the mood maker of this party. Thinking about what happens if I fail the mission, she gives me gentle support. It's much appreciated. If I get sad, I'll rely on her soft and plump chest again.

"Well then, let's say goodbye here…"

"Be careful."

"Fight!"

"Yeah, see you later…! (Disappear)"

I was sent off by their warm gazes, filled with determination, and headed to the men's bath.

Thud, thud, thud.

"Whoa…! Huh…!?"

[Murmurs… Murmurs… Gushing]

Passing through the curtain, I invaded the men's dressing room.

And the man who met my eyes in surprise hastily made his way. Well, that's understandable. After all, I, who looks like an Amazonian musclehead, suddenly entered the men's bath.

But there's no time to hesitate. If a woman infiltrates the men's bath and the staff is notified, it will become troublesome quickly.

[Splish-splash… Clatter… Rattle!!]

So, I head straight for the vacant locker, leisurely removing my clothes. From here, the clock is ticking!

"""(Ooooh…!!)"""

As I take off my shirt, revealing my trained upper body and volleyball-sized breasts, joyful murmurs escape from the male customers who are watching me.

"""(Ooooh…? Uh, umm!!)"""

However, when I remove my pants, unveiling my trained lower body and my elephant friend says hello, confused and disturbed groans escape from the male customers who are watching me.

But I can't afford to pay attention to their reactions. I must quickly go to the large bath and salt sauna awaiting me.

(Well, farewell. Before gawking at other people's bodies, be sure to retrain your relaxed physique.)

…..

[Splash! Splash!]

Entering the bathing area, I rinse my body under the stylish pouring water feature. Alright, I made it here safely. However, just as I'm about to approach the bath, I hear a voice from behind.

"Um, excuse me, sir. Oh, a foreigner? That's a bit tricky. I wonder if we can communicate…"

The person who addressed me still sounds young. Probably a part-timer checking the bathing area and fanning customers in the sauna. However, I've finally been hailed by a staff member.

(Just when I was so close.)

Still, there's no avoiding it now. Reluctantly, I turn around.

"Huh…!?"

Upon seeing me turn around, the part-timer is shocked and freezes in place.

"A…Aaah… A…Aaaah…!?"

His reaction is as if he's witnessed an overwhelming power difference, akin to Pikkoro* being outclassed. His wide-open mouth gapes at my face, chest, and groin, repeatedly.

"Something wrong.?"

But I haven't done anything wrong. It's just that my features and voice are a bit feminine, and my chest is volleyball-sized. Plus, I accidentally entered the men's bath. So, this should be fine.

If he says anything, I'm ready to come up with a lame excuse like "I'm training my chest, and it got caught between heavy objects." However, the part-timer unexpectedly hands over a red bath towel he had in his hands.josei

"A-anyway, please use this to cover up! Whap!"

And with just that, he turns red and quickly escapes.

"What's this…?"

What was handed to me was a red bath towel.

This is the item part-timers use during sauna service time to fan customers in the sauna and shower them with hot air.

In this super public bathhouse, they call this service ‘Netsuhi-Rowryu,' where ‘Rowryu' is written in Finnish as ‘[löyly],' meaning steam. Although sauna culture is widespread in Finland, this towel-fanning style is called ‘Aufguss,' originating and spreading in Germany.

"Well then, regardless, I'll gratefully use this towel that the part-timer gave me."

(Splash)

And so, equipped with the red bath towel handed to me by the young part-timer, I proceed.

…..

"Ahh~ It's such a good bath~"

Leaning against the edge of the tub, I enjoy the warm hot spring. Thanks to the red bath towel provided by the part-timer, my ample chest is hidden, and the glances sneakily directed my way have significantly decreased.

Even so, I can still hear voices from the younger ones like, [Hey, look at that!] or [Wow!] It's understandable; they probably haven't learned to control their emotions yet.

But really, I owe a lot to that part-timer's divine response. Since it's a super public bathhouse towel, nobody would bother about it soaking in the water. If someone were to mention it, I'd be ready to retort with, [Do you really want to see my chest that badly?] But considering my muscular appearance, it doesn't seem like anyone would have the guts to say that in the first place.

Anyway, I'm grateful to that part-timer. I'd love to tip him generously, but unfortunately, I don't have any money on me, especially being naked. Well, I've memorized his face, so maybe next time.

Now then.

Next, should I take it easy and meditate in the salt sauna?