Honkai: Strijder (Honkai Impact 3 Male MC)

Chapter 39: You Are Coming With Me

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"Hehe! It tickles!"

"Tch! Oi, stop moving around."

In the bathroom, Sigurd was now busy washing Kiana's hair. Just before they started, Sigurd suddenly realized that it was just washing hair, so he could do it while wearing clothes.

So Sigurd wore his clothes and rolled up his sleeves. Kiana, on the other hand, at least wore her little underwear properly. After all, they would wash it later.

As for the bra on top... she was too young for that.

Anyway, even if she was naked, there was nothing interesting can be seen. Kiana squatted on the bathroom floor, with bubbles on her head, giggling and shrinking her neck.

Sigurd couldn't understand why she was so happy just by having her hair washed. He rolled his eyes and said, "To be honest, your hair is a bit too long. I suggest you cut it soon."

"Sig, you're such a fool. Didn't I tell you that I won't look beautiful if I cut it?" Kiana pouted and retorted with a cute, loli voice.

Sigurd carefully rubbed the silver strands of hair, trying to wash every strand from root to tip, and casually asked, "Will it?"

"Of course it will! Sig really doesn't understand a girl's mind. You're a blockhead, a dummy!"

"Keep complaining, and I'll cancel tonight's dessert."

"Aww! Sig! You're bullying me!" Facing Kiana's complaints, Sigurd just rolled his eyes and picked up the showerhead. He tested the water temperature with his hand to make sure it was neither cold nor hot, and then said, "Close your eyes, I'm going to rinse it off."

"Okay."

Comfortable warm water poured down from the top, washing away the bubbles from Kiana's head, revealing her waist-length silver hair shimmering under the light. The water flowed smoothly down Kiana's petite body and onto the floor.

Looking at it, her skin was really fair and tender, like milk. And although she was only twelve or thirteen years old, her curves were starting to show. She was entering a more beautiful phase, the wonderful stage of adolescence.

"Okay, you are done, shoo, now it's Sin Mal turn." Sigurd patted her head and made a shooing gesture, showing no attachment.

Kiana pouted, wiggled her little feet, and moved to the side while still squatting. Then, timidly, Sin Mal walked over.

Sigurd glanced at her, faced with a smooth and snowy white scene, his dead fish eyes staring, and said,

"Put on your underwear."

"...Oh."

Then, Sin Mal squatted down. As before, Sigurd patiently washed her hair, but this time, there were no meaningless conversations like with Kiana. Nevertheless, Sin Mal, sitting with her hands around her knees, still smiled.

"Sig, are we going to continue the training tomorrow?" Kiana, who was squatting beside her, scratched her little butt through the wet fabric and asked.

Sigurd glanced at her, unaffected, and asked, "What's the point of training if it's only for just one day?"

"Then, can we change our coaches? I think that dwarf has a problem."

"You're not much taller than her, and as for intelligence... don't humiliate yourself. She is much smarter than you, furthermore, Bronya has similar experience to what you are having right now, and you can ask Sin Mal for her opinion."