340 Unforgettable Experience at The Bathhouse (2/2)

”If you insist, then I shall call you that from now on, Brother Leonhardt.” Ironhead agreed with an understanding look, and his expression became warmer.

He did not find what Leon said to be strange. It conformed with how lone vagabonds usually are. Vagabond groups might still pay great attention to these trivial formalities, but lone vagabonds simply do not.

After Ironhead left, Leon glanced at the public Bathhouse ahead.

'Now which bath should I use?' Leon mused.

The women's bath was a no go, but he was not interested in seeing only men bath. Also, Ironhead mentioned it was normal for people to take a mixed bath.

'I guess it's gotta be the mixed bath then.' Leon decided.

However, he was soon to discover a problem.

At that moment, every bath was packed to the brim. Rarely does this ever happen, but everyone had just finished a great battle. It was expected for them to want to enjoy a nice hot bath.

Apart from cleaning their wounds, taking a bath at the Bathhouse was a great way of relaxing their bodies as the hot bathwater had a natural effect of washing away their fatigue.

Leon waited for some 20 minutes before he saw some men leaving the mixed bath. He took his chance to enter right after with some anticipation and curiosity.

How can people of different gender share the same bathing area? It must be chaotic inside, right?

Not long after entering the mixed bathing area, Leon was not only disappointed but scarred. Everyone was butt-naked without the slightest intention of covering their privates with a towel.

More importantly, there were no babes nor beauties to feast his eyes on, just muscles on top of bulging muscles. It was a muscle galore.

He should have expected this, but alas, that faint bit of hope was crushed ruthlessly.

If there was one thing Leon found surprising about this mixed bathing area, it was that everyone did not part with their Soul Weapons and brought it with them inside.

'Too late to turn back now. I am already inside.' Leon sighed as he noticed that many people have already spotted him.

”Oiyah? Who do we have here? Isn't this Big Brother Leonhardt, our friend, and benefactor? Come join us!” A warrior spoke.

Everyone had a keen interest in wishing to speak with him. Leon could only smile wryly and approached them.

”Wait, Big Brother Leonhardt. You can't enter the hot bathwater yet. You need to scrub yourself clean on the side over there first.” Another warrior pointed.

”Ah, I see. That was my bad.” Leon apologized.

The warrior stepped out of the hot bath water with his bone sword and offered, ”It must be Big Brother Leonhardt's first time using the Bathhouse. Allow me to help you wipe your back.”

”There's no need for that. I can do it myself.” Leon quickly rejected with a shake of his head.

However, the warrior noticed how bad Leon smelt and felt compelled to do something about it.

”This brother must not have washed in a long time. This will not do. I insist on wiping your back. You must be squeaky clean before you can enter the bathwater.” The warrior said firmly.

”That's right. We always have each other wipe our backs for us. If you want, we can do it instead.” A female warrior offered.

”I see… it's fine. This brother will do.” Leon reluctantly allowed the male warrior to wipe his back for him while he cleaned the rest of his body with the scrubber and soap the facility had to offer.

”Don't worry, Big Brother Leonhardt. I'll make sure you'll be squeaky clean and free of this bad smell.” The male warrior patted his chest with a determined look.

”Thanks.”

What else could he say? He could only force a smile.

Sometime later, he frowned and said, ”This brother… would you mind putting away your sword?”

”What do you mean?” The male warrior asked, taken aback.

”...”

Leon peeked over his shoulder and saw the bone sword on the ground next to the male warrior, untouched.

At that moment, he paled in realization. A thousand 'fuck' went off in his head and his heart beated like a thousand rampaging cicadas.

In short, words could not describe what he was feeling in that exact moment.