Women's World: I am the man with the most OP auxiliary class-Chapter 166: First Night of Red-Bloody Moon
As I rushed back to my room, I forgot something very important... The key.
But my mind stays sharp in emergencies. Even though I still don’t know where my innate spatial talent comes from, in times like this spatial skills are very useful.
But standing in front of the door to my room and Destan’s, I hesitated for a moment. Changing the state of my body could trigger the accumulated blood to spill out.
But I decided to take a chance, in the end, what my spatial ability does is simply move to another spatial plane in the positioning sense.
With a pinch of concentration I could see how my hands began to go through the white wood of the door. And taking a step forward my body crossed the entire door as if it were a ghost.
I push aside thoughts about whether it’s my cells changing state or something else or remains the same, without leaving my ghostly state, I just trot towards the bathroom of the inn room.
I have to thank my teacher Rudelle for choosing a good hotel where each room has its own bathroom and it is not one of those inns where there is only one communal bathroom for all the guests.
Plus, the higher the floor, the nicer the rooms—and being on the fourth, ours is top-tier, and being on the last floor, the fourth, the level of each room is one of the best. I don’t know if this is the best hotel in the port city but for now I appreciate the level of privacy it offers.
Although I walked through the bathroom door as a disembodied spirit, I turned around to lock the door.
"This is really embarrassing..."
Place the paper bag with the potion on the bathroom bureau next to the sink.
When my body moves to another spatial plane it is not very difficult for me to take objects such as the clothes I am wearing and the potion in the paper bag. But wanting to travel through space with something bigger is like wanting to walk carrying a huge rock.
My backpack, having a magical spatial array, becomes a huge heavy box for me. But now my backpack is on the bed in this hotel room so I don’t have to worry about it.
I can drop things if needed, like in combat to move freely and to move my body to another space I have to let go of the backpack so that it doesn’t impede my movements. But just moving to the side letting my clothes fall still makes me feel strange...
"Although I am getting more used to it every time I wear a skirt I have to accept that it is more comfortable...
But it would be more efficient if I didn’t wear protective shorts underneath.
Although it’s not like I’m going to stop using it..."
I lift my skirt and slide down my black silk protective shorts, leaving them on the bureau next to the paper bag with the potion.
Of course, apart from the protective shorts I also have to take off my underwear also made of high quality silk material.
In my previous life I would never have thought that underwear would have much importance in everyday life. Now wearing this type of soft underwear I feel like I have lived without knowing what it is like to walk on clouds in my old world.
Silk underwear feels like you are not wearing anything, it has a soft elasticity that adheres to the skin without squeezing it and, being made of natural threads, it has breathability that keeps your skin fresh.
So I have to say that even if a man has a masculine soul he should not feel less masculine for wearing soft and cool underwear.
Well, to tell the truth, all this thinking is just to justify the women’s underwear I’ve been wearing all this time...
Leaving the pastel-colored panties around my ankles, I sat on the wooden seat of the toilet.
Maybe it’s the evolutionary level that humans in this world have, but my visits to the toilet are very rare. Normally when I feel like going to the bathroom it’s just to do the -ONE-.
Although I have thought about it very superficially, it may also be because of the magic potions and alchemical pills as well as medicinal baths that Mom has given me all this time since I can remember.
Not to brag, but even though I sweat a lot from doing a lot of physical work, my body odor has never stank, even if I say so myself.
And every time I got older, my trips to the bathroom to do the two decreased, going from going to the baby’s bathroom two or three times a day to now where I only remember almost once a week.
Now every time I have to go to the bathroom to do the -DOS- I feel like a rabbit since I expel what appear to be very compressed and small black pearls.
Even though I eat a lot all day in my three meals a day and even eat more between meals like desserts and snacks, my body has transformed into an excellent food processing machine.
My digestive system actually absorbs all the nutrients from food and stores every calorie, mineral and vitamin in my cells, and even though my stomach doesn’t get fat I feel my body full of energy.
It is obvious that every time I get stronger, I digest food better and better to the point where I no longer need to go to the bathroom, not even when drinking a lot of water.
But now I am sitting here, on the throne, for another different physiological need that my male gender should not have...
A strange feeling that I had never felt was born inside my belly. Although as a doctor I can clearly explain what is happening. I wouldn’t know how to explain it when this is happening to me.
Thanks to my spatial perception I can see every place and corner inside my body.
The inside of my uterus is a bloody mess—shed lining, tissue, and everything else I don’t want to know...
The feeling is really strange, but the slight pain and discomfort is real and seeing it with my own eyes I can now understand all the discomfort I have had all day today.
Despite all this time where my reproductive system has been asleep thanks to Mom’s potions, all the organs are mature and ready to procreate.
But for now I won’t think about that... I’m still too young to have children!
For now, with the help of magic, I will let nature take its course. Gathering some water element mana I began to wash the inside of my belly.
On second thought, using magic to attack from inside the enemies’ body might not be a bad idea... I’ll look into this. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
I could feel how the water element mana, as if it were warm clear water, filled my belly and dragged all the bloody dirt, making it go down a cervix that is connected to a room of pink flesh which in turn is connected by an entrance to the front wall of my rectum.
Like a kind of labyrinth, nature created this system of rooms inside my belly to bring together two different reproductive systems.
Feeling the liquid pass through my insides and drain makes my skin fill with chills but the warm flow of water helps my internal organs recover and relax.
A reddish-brown liquid flows into the toilet, gradually turning clear little by little to become clear and transparent like pure water.
Doing all this feels like a long time ago, longer than the time I spent traveling by train hundreds of miles from home.
My hands together on my belly as well as my knees together makes me look like I’m having a bad day with a stomach ache.
Even though I have washed my insides, I have the feeling that I am now dirty. After making sure all the dirt has come out of me I stood up from the toilet on shaky legs.
Giving a sigh, I stepped forward to take the dark brown paper bag, which color now makes me feel sick, and took out a small bottle about the size of a finger that contains a light red liquid without being pink.
I popped the cork off the small glass bottle and drank the potion without thinking.
"Uhnm....Mom’s tastes better, but it’s not that bad..."
The potion has a slight citrus fruity flavor but you can still taste the medicine. This potion acts like a contraceptive—it puts the ovaries to sleep, stopping eggs and the whole cycle, so that eggs do not mature and are released. When the ovaries sleep there is also no menstrual cycle, so menstruation is not activated and everyone is as if they were little girls.
This potion is really magical and if it could be created in my previous world it would definitely be a star product.
But when I get back I have to teach mom a lesson for forgetting something very important!
With this thought in mind I took off all my clothes to take a shower.
"I hope Destan brings up some food—I’m starving..."
