I Kept Pressing the 100-Million-Year Button and Came Out on Top, Vol. 8: The Unbeatable Reject Swordsman by Syuichi Tsukishima and Mokyu

Author:Syuichi Tsukishima and Mokyu
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Yen On

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Bacchus led us down a suspicious-looking game trail in the dense woods of southern Cherin. This place is really in the middle of nowhere… According to the old man, there was a bathhouse called Drops of Sakura at the end of the trail.

“Is there really a bathhouse down this path?” Shii asked doubtfully.

“We’re already pretty far from human civilization… Are you sure we’re going the right way, old man Bacchus?” asked Lilim.

“It’s hard to believe there’s a famous hot spring all the way out here…,” Tirith said.

“Bwa-ha-ha! Don’t worry, I haven’t gone senile yet! Drops of Sakura is just up ahead!” Bacchus told them confidently, marching forward with long strides.

Drops of Sakura… Apparently, it was a very famous, yet secluded, bathhouse with waters that had all sorts of health benefits. The owner was a sullen man who refused entry to first-time customers, but Bacchus was an old drinking buddy of his, so he and his friends were always allowed in for free.

After another five to ten minutes of walking, we finally reached a clearing.

“We’re here,” Bacchus said, motioning to the large and slightly worn-down bathhouse before us. “I come here all the time to rest my weary bones. I’ve been to many hot springs in my time, but none have ever topped this one! The waters aren’t just relaxing, they’ll also rejuvenate your skin, loosen stiff shoulders, and improve your cold tolerance. It’s a spring of life!”

“It rejuvenates your skin?!” Lia exclaimed.

“And loosens stiff shoulders…?!” asked Shii.

Their eyes were shining with excitement.

“It’s four in the afternoon… So let’s meet back here at half past five,” Bacchus said. “Let’s go!”

Bacchus enthusiastically lifted the short curtain hanging in the entrance and burst into the bathhouse.

“…Oh. Hey,” a man inside muttered before looking back down at his newspaper. He must have been the owner; he appeared just as sullen as we’d been told.

We split up, Bacchus and I going to the men’s bath, and the girls going to the women’s. I passed through the curtain leading to the men’s side and emerged into a very simply built changing room.

This place is really nice. Lockers with net baskets set atop them lined the walls. There was a small fridge containing mixed fruit juice and coffee-flavored milk. I found the traditional aesthetic very comfortable.

“This place is so relaxing,” I said. The atmosphere reminded me of Goza Village’s sole bathhouse.

“Bwa-ha-ha, you’ve got good taste. I prefer simple, modest places like this over newer bathhouses and their gaudy interiors,” Bacchus told me.

We got ready as we chatted. I put my things in a locker, took off my clothes, picked up a towel—and was struck by Bacchus’s naked body.

He has a seriously impressive physique…

Along with the steel-like muscles I’d noticed before, he also had numerous scars all across his body. They were from slash wounds, stab wounds, and even bites, burns, and explosions. They clearly communicated how many fierce battles he had been through. His body was a work of art representing his two centuries as a swordsman.

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