Gather Divine Coins and Gacha! - Chapter 157

 "Hmm..."

What to do about this...?

"What's wrong?"

Minéa seemed to have heard my involuntary murmur about my discomfort.

"Well... I was just thinking it's hard to find a good sitting position..."

Zighardt was easy to sit on because his chest was basically flat despite his muscles, but Flora's chest is somewhere between large and normal size, making it hard to find a comfortable spot.

Sitting around her solar plexus would solve that problem, but then I wouldn't be able to reach her face properly. Besides, this position might not have the desired effect on her chest.

Although I feel some activation in this current position, it's quite distracting.

Originally, this process should take more time, but doing it in just an hour is irregular. It might not be a big deal, but I should consider some improvements. The skill's performance is fine as it is, but there seems to be room for improvement in the method.

This approach won't work for a woman.

"How did you do it with that person?"

"?!"

While thinking about the skill, Minéa had somehow moved from her seat by the window to right beside me without me noticing. I almost yelled.

"That person"... she means Dad.

"I had him lie face down, and I sat on his back. He said his back hurt..."

I also placed my hands on his head, but I won't mention that.

"What about his head?"

...Hasn't she figured out it's Dad?

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Until now, Dad rarely approached the two of them in bright places. He never initiated contact, and if he did, he subtly kept his distance. However, that changed about a week ago.

It wasn't unpleasant, but considering this sudden change after their marriage, Flora and Minéa investigated a bit and found out that I had been called to his room about a month ago. The only thing I could do to bring about change is the "Blessing of Mira," so they must have guessed.

After observing for a month, they noticed Dad's hair had grown about a centimeter. They figured that in a few more months, they could claim he had cut his hair short and he could stop wearing a wig.

"I see..."

I might have been a bit careless, but let's pretend it's impressive they noticed. No worries!

"Rick has been worried about the territory's work since he was young, hasn't he?"

I'm talking too, but it's not bad, right? It's Dad's fault for getting caught...

Well, there are also Gina and Flora's maids...

"The big boss in the capital had a full head of hair, and now Rick should be accustomed to the lord's work, right? So, he should be fine. Although, there might be various issues with the new territory."

In his youth, it seems he was often led around by Grandpa, but now he should be able to act on his own initiative, so it shouldn't be too stressful. Since I can't try it myself, I can't say for sure, but it shouldn't fall out so easily.

"...Hmm? It's done."

We spent the whole hour talking about Dad... I didn't intend to reveal it, though.

"Lady Flora, your hand..."

When I got down, a maid who had brought a mirror took Flora's hand and helped her up.

"How is it?"

There's a definite response, but since Flora and I don't usually interact, I can't tell how much she has changed. Well, I can at least say it hasn't gotten worse...

"Yes... it's splendid. Just as Lady Minéa said."

Flora, looking at herself in the mirror with the maid, seems satisfied.

...There must have been a change I can't see. I can easily tell with overweight or elderly people, but it's difficult otherwise.

Before I knew it, Minéa had joined and was getting excited too. Unlike the maid, she was quite boldly inspecting Flora's face and hair.

"Maybe I should ask you to do it for me again while you're still here..."

The last time I did it for her was in the capital, about three or four months ago? I think she's beautiful enough as she is, though.