Chapter 276 – 259 Erutus, a Prostitute Who Appears in the Men’s Bathhouse

Something is strange.

That’s what Umi thought as she was bathed in hot water from the shower to wash herself before entering the bath.

The humid air unique to public bathhouses and the smell of clean water vapor unique to tap water were what Umi, who had not visited public bathhouses for a long time, missed.

The faint smell of flowers in a bamboo bath, or the smell of a steaming oven under a kiln… All the structures in the bathhouse felt the same as when Umi visited the bathhouse before.

However… Umi was feeling a strange sense of discomfort.

It’s location.

The location of the terrain is somehow different from what Umi had drawn.

The shower in front of Umi was also like that. The shower in Umi’s memory was one that had to be turned to the right, not the left, to come out.

The appearance of the bath is also different from what I remember. The 38-degree hot water and 40-degree boiling water should have two circles overlapping each other like a figure 8. The gap between the two wasn’t subtle like a pair of glasses.

‘… What is it? Has a major construction project been done just now?’

The sense of déjà vu and foreignness that Umi was feeling.

This happened because Umi was in the men’s bathhouse instead of the women’s bathhouse she used to use.

The structure of the men’s and women’s baths, which were designed to be almost symmetrical, was bound to be slightly different for practical reasons.

But Umi, who has now mentally become a TS, has no way of noticing such a thing.

‘… It doesn’t matter.’

Maybe it’s because it was so long ago that my memory has become blurry. With that in mind, Umi turned off the shower water, took out disposable shampoo from her bathing equipment, and washed her hair.

Shoot… Washing my head with warm, clean water makes me feel refreshed.

“… Good.”

Next is the body. In order to enter a hot bath, you need to wash your entire body thoroughly.

Bathing amenities include soap and shower towels for showering. Umi said, “Okay,” And put soap on the shower towel. Then, she picked up the towel and began to carefully wipe her entire body.

Wiping her arms dry. With your legs crossed, apply the soap in a sweeping motion from the thigh to the calf.

Apply thoroughly under the neck without leaving any grease, and slowly move down to wipe the area around the chest.

As she was massaging her bulging breasts, Umi suddenly felt something.

It’s a gaze.

It stings so much that Umi doesn’t even realize it… The countless gazes of men in the bathtub.

Thanks to the water splattering on the foggy mirror, Umi finally noticed it. She made eye contact with the man who was staring at Umi from behind.

“… ?!”

When I turned around, for some reason, not only the man who made eye contact with Umi, but also all the men in sight reacted as if flinching. Some people suddenly jump into the bathtub with a splashing sound, while others fall into the bathtub with a loud splash.

The old man sitting on the tanning chair and pretending to sleep… Apparently, as soon as Umi turned around, her head fell behind her as if she were dead.

‘What the hell…? ? Why do I keep feeling like someone is scanning my entire body? ?’

It’s a feeling of fear as if goosebumps spread all over your body. This is especially true for Woomi, whose personality remains the same even though her gender has changed.

‘Is it because of this too…? ?’

Why is he receiving so much attention… Umi thought deeply and lowered her eyes.

‘I’m the only one wearing a towel down here right now… ?’

* * *

Umi’s idea was half right and half wrong.

Before Umi entered the bathhouse, she found a shower towel stand placed inside the bathtub entrance.

And that was definitely different from when Umi visited the women’s bathhouse.

The bathhouse in Umi’s memory was a place where there was a limit of two towels for drying her body and towels were handed out at the counter.

This is because it was not a place where you could freely take towels outside the bathhouse.

Of course, that was because of the differences between men’s and women’s baths.

Unlike the women’s bathhouse, which places a limit on the number of towels given out due to the ladies who take towels carelessly,

In the men’s bath, where you can even leave the towel you brought from home, you can use towels and towels relatively freely.

When Umi saw that towel, she consciously remembered it. The sticky stares I felt in the locker room just now.

‘Eww… Hmm. Since they are already being distributed, should I just take one? .’

So.

From the moment I first opened the bathroom door and made people’s eyes widen.

A bath towel was tied to Umi’s lower body, like ancient Greek attire.

‘Isn’t it a woman?’

‘… Looks like a girl… ?’

‘How can a woman be so confident…’

Is it thanks to that?

Despite having a clearly feminine appearance and showing off her beautiful protruding breasts here and there.

The presence or absence of an object between the crotch is covered by a towel.

For a woman who already has short hair and entered the men’s bathhouse by mistake, her behavior is very confident and without hesitation.

Thanks to her ambiguous nature, Umi was able to avoid being immediately kicked out because she was the woman who invaded her men’s bathhouse.

‘No, what… Sometimes even men with long hair come in and are surprised.’

‘… If a woman had come in, she would have made a fuss in the locker room, and would have been cut off at the counter a long time ago…’

‘Why would a young woman come in here in the first place? ‘Who do you like?’

‘But. If you have severe gynecomastia, your breasts may stick out like that.’

There were some people who could reasonably guess the identity of Umi.

‘… But he really did look like a woman. ‘Ask me a question?’

‘No, if it were a man, it would be a really embarrassing question.’

‘That’s right.’

There were people who had suspicions but kept their mouths shut because they thought it was a nuisance.

In any case, the reason why Umi was able to mix in with the crowd and continue taking her shower was because of a momentary choice she made without realizing it.

Thanks to her, Umi’s chivalry continues her legacy… She may not have been fortunate for Umi.

Umi, noticing her people’s subtle gaze, finished washing her body and got out of the shower and looked around her.

‘… Why is everyone glancing at me like this… ? Boo, shame on you… ?’

Unlike her lower body, Woomi’s bare chest is not covered by a towel but is exposed to the men.

Umi’s breasts are neither big nor small, but their wet, moist breasts have a shape that makes you want to rub them at least once.

Her raised nipples stand up involuntarily due to the men’s gaze.

Even though I’m not sure that Umi’s upper body belongs to a woman, she does look like a woman… About a hundred people would agree with this statement.

It was almost like the male instinct to naturally draw attention to Umi, who had a sexy vibe.

Once Umi recognized that fact, she felt as if her heart was pounding.

‘Why, I… Like this… ?’

Her pounding heartbeat intensifies, and the fluttering moisture in her lower abdomen becomes thicker.

The feeling of being watched by someone stimulated her beauty to the very bottom of her womb and brought her into a state of secret excitement.

It may have been because that feeling was a familiar one to Umi, who had continued to unintentionally expose herself in front of people as a post-uterine magic girl.

The results were visible.

“Huh, huh… Hmm… !!”

Crackling… Slippery… !

Daerong… Daerong… !

“… !”

Umi was startled by the creepy feeling she felt in her lower body.

The round uterus that came down from inside Umi’s vagina pops out. It’s a feeling I’ve experienced many times, but now I’m in a public bathhouse with naked men watching Umi.

‘… Ooh, ooh… ! Me, this, this… !’

Of course, in the situation of Umi, who had become a TS mentally, it was the same as having an ‘erection’ in the eyes of others.

Umi stopped in her seat with her legs fully closed and her cervix dangling beneath her towel.

‘If this happens to others… Wow, I’m going to be completely pervert… !’

Even though I was already doing something unimaginable, I felt like I was on the defensive.

Umi was in a crouching position and pushed her buttocks back as much as possible. This is to hide the erection of her uterus. Then she squeaked, and her wet uterus was rubbed between her crotches.

“… Pfft! Well, what is this… ?”

An unintentionally dirty voice bursts out of Umi’s mouth. She has not yet sat down in the bath, but her face is red, and her breathing is heavy.

Just like that woman, the men near Umi flinched at her high-pitched voice once again.

‘W-Is it because I have an erection that I’m particularly sensitive? ? Ha, but why… !’

Umi, who thinks of herself as a man, is not conscious of it, but

The uterus that had protruded out of Umi’s vagina was shaking and shaking under her towel.

With a towel wrapped underneath her, Umi feels like she has been deuterized in front of naked men… !

‘… Well, let’s at least go into the bathtub… If you don’t hide the bulge between your crotch… !’

Umi carefully walked across the wet bathtub and headed to the nearest bath where he could soak his body.

But.

“Tsk… !”

The bath that Umi arrived at without looking back was said to be the hottest in this bathhouse.

The average temperature of this boiling water, which is not only hot but feels like boiling, is 40~43℃.

Elderly people who enjoy bathhouses only enjoy a half-body bath, and there is a notice posted warning them to be careful as soaking for more than 10 minutes may cause dizziness.

So does he. 40℃ is the lowest temperature hot water that can be dispensed from a water purifier, and is difficult to boil tea or brew coffee with… The temperature is not burdensome for using baby formula.

And that temperature was when Umi first became a magical girl… I got hit while using the shower to wash away my uterus that was covered in dust and dirt… It is equivalent to the temperature of hot water.

When Umi thinks she chose the wrong soup, she turns around and somehow sees more eyes than before.

Unable to move her body behind her, Umi sat down on the railing of her bath and mustered up her courage to slightly dip her feet in it.

“Tsk… It’s hot… !!”

In an instant, she pulls her foot back. Even if you soak it only for a moment, the heat penetrates every corner of your feet. The feet that came out of the bath still seem to have hot moisture.

The uterus is still out. If Umi looking like this got into the boiling water…

Although she won’t suffer burns due to the power of the Heart Stone, Umi’s obscene appearance as she cools down by fluttering her uterus will be revealed to everyone in the men’s bath.

How will we do it… While Umi was holding her breath and thinking.

Someone came and sat next to Umi.

“… Huh?”

He is an old man with gray hair and a big belly.

“Hehe, the water seems a bit hot, right? “This place is so hot that young people can’t stand it any time soon and come out.”

“Ah yes… Joe, a little…”

Umi answered, covering herself under the towel where her uterus was protruding without her knowledge. I make eye contact with another old man sitting in front.

I feel dizzy for some reason.

“It’s difficult at first, but once you get into it and persevere, it’s no problem. Ruler… Like this.”

Chin.

Naturally, the grandfather’s hand is placed under Umi’s towel, on her half-exposed right thigh.

It’s rough and rough, but it’s clearly a man’s hand.

“… !”

Creepy.

“First, start with one leg… Stretch out and soak in the bath. Now, stretch your legs forward like this…”

Before we know it, the old man’s hand is touching Umi’s thigh without hesitation.

“… “Eh?”