A Night of Paranoia (3)

“...That takes me back.”

“Hm? What brought that on all of a sudden?”

Rex gave Menou a puzzled look after Menou suddenly murmured something cryptic.

The group had made their way to the Resistance-occupied bathhouse, one of only three in Noah, the underground facility—a closed-off space, but still quite vast.

After arriving, the men and women split up, and Menou and Rex were now soaking in the men’s bath, taking a breather alone.

“No, I was remembering the past.”

“Why now? We’re still in a pretty dire situation, you know?”

“That may be true, but I was thinking that, for my past self, bathing with a human—and a man who has the role of a hero, no less—would have been unthinkable.”

Menou’s cheeks were slightly flushed from the heat of the water, and sweat trickled down their face as they smiled wryly.

“Still, it’s quite spacious. I pictured something much more cramped... Though I suppose it’s spacious by demon standards. It might seem cramped to you, Rex-dono. After all, the only human bath I’ve ever seen was the one in the city of Valman.”...