From Kadomi’s perspective. Therefore, there’s less narrative and it might be hard to read.
This happens in the middle of episode 130.
It might shatter the image of the characters.
The description might be painful.
He takes it off.
Please be cautious.
Apparently, when Maito removes her “Disguise,” if she lets her guard down, both layers will come off.
The morning after the day we declared war on the temple, I woke up to find Ketorami still there.
Usually, he’s not around at this time. He’s already gone hunting.
When I got close, I was glared at.
…Maito was sleeping, buried in his stomach. Maybe he thought I’d wake Maito up.
It was rare, so I approached carefully to not wake her up and thought I saw a burn mark on her face.
When I tried to get a closer look, Maito woke up, startled.
“…What’s up?”
When she blinked, the mark was gone.
Feeling like I had done something rude, I made some excuse.
Then, after…defeating the hero.
When I was asked by President to wake up Maito, I saw the burn mark on her face again.
This time, I saw it clearly.
Usually hidden by “Disguise,” Maito has scars on her face.
And…where was it? …Right leg?
It’s not that scars are unusual in this environment.
…But still.
After waking Maito up, I returned to the room.
“Welcome back.”
Just then, Suzumoto was changing.
Suzumoto, when undressed, has impressive…scars.
Probably the most scarred.
The most noticeable is the burn mark like a seam above the hip bone.
Then, a large gouged wound on the side of the ribcage, among many others. Both small and large.
“…Kadomi, what happened?”
Though he said not to stare too much, he didn’t hide them.
Nearby, there was Hariu, so I slightly lifted his shirt.
Indeed, covered in wounds.
For a while, I just watched, but when Hariu started to squirm and seem cold, I covered him back up.
“…Really, what happened, Kadomi? Did something happen? Did you hit your head?”
Suzumoto looked at me with a face full of concern.
…It was a little sad.
“No, that… the wounds.”
Just mentioning wounds seemed to make Suzumoto understand.
“…Ah, I see. They’ve increased… well, originally, there were zero.”
Suzumoto took off the yukata he had started to put on again to check the wounds.
“This one on the side probably was the first deep one I got after coming to this world, the burns are mostly from the fire dragon, I guess. Is this one from a boar?”
He surprisingly remembered them.
“Wha… what, what are you doing?”
Toriumi walked in and was shocked.
“Ah. We were looking at the wounds.”
“Ah, scars? Want to see mine too? Huh?”
Without waiting for a response, Toriumi started undressing too.
“Hmm, I wear armor, so not much.”
Still, there were wounds at the joints of the armor, and burns don’t care about armor.
“So, how about Kadomi?”
Eh.
…Hmm.
“Okay, okay, let’s get undressed—hurray!”
While I was thinking, Toriumi had started undressing me.
“Not as much as Suzumoto, but you’ve got quite a few.”
Simply put, it’s because of the armor.
The area covered by armor is Toriumi > me > > > > > Suzumoto.
…Besides, Suzumoto doesn’t wear armor.
He often had his kimono repaired by Maito, or sewn back together.
“Suzumoto’s gear can now be sewn without me looking!” She used to brag.
Probably, she had a lot of the same outfit sewn up and stocked.
“Anyway, what happened? Why all of a sudden?”
After Toriumi finished looking at Suzumoto’s wounds, he asked me.
…Well.
“Maito.”
“Did she do something again?”
“What did she do this time?”
…It’s different.
“The ‘Disguise,’ it came undone.”
Once I said that, both of them seemed to understand.
Both are quick thinkers, which is amazing.
“…Is it still there?”
“On the face.”
“…Ah… the face, right…”
Suzumoto and Toriumi fell silent as if thinking.
“…Eh, wait, what are you doing? Why are you undressing? That’s kind of creepy.”
At that moment, the door opened, and Hagasaki-kun walked in and was taken aback.
“We’re looking at wounds,”
“It’s not me, it’s Kadomi, okay?”
I wish he’d stop because it seems like a misunderstanding.
“So, I wonder about Hagasaki-kun—”
Toriumi approached Hagasaki-kun.
“…No, I don’t want to.”
Hagasaki tried to escape.
“Come on, it’ll be fun—ei!”
“Fugya!”
As Toriumi leaped, he stepped on Hariu.
“What!? What!? An enemy attack!?”
…He woke up. Apparently, stepping on Hariu was enough to wake him.
Next time I need to wake him, I might try stepping on him.
“…Eh, what? Did a monster that undresses people appear?”
Seeing me, Toriumi, and Suzumoto, Hariu was surprised.
…I would be surprised, too.
“Alright, let’s undress him too!”
“What what what kyaa!”
…I already saw Hariu’s, so never mind.
“I got undressed, but Hagasaki didn’t!”
“Why do I have to participate in something like this?”
“Don’t be so stiff!”
“Stop, no, let go!”
Eventually, Toriumi got Hagasaki too.
Hagasaki had many bruise-like marks on his arms. Later, I found out they were frostbite scars.
If he didn’t adjust his ice magic properly, his arms end up like this.
…Hagasaki occasionally practices magic. I think that’s commendable.
“Anyway, how did this all start?”
“Ah, that’s because-“
When Suzumoto was about to explain, asked by Hagasaki, the door opened.
“…Uh, um…what, uh, what’s all this?”
“I must be dreaming.”
Kariya and Katori came back.
“Comrades! There’s someone dressed!”
“Comrades! We have no choice but to undress!”
Toriumi and Hariu are enthusiastic…I think. I hope it’s not because they’re perverts.
…Yeah.
“Eh, I just need to undress? But what are you doing?”
Katori…could have hesitated a bit more.
“Kadomi was looking at wounds.”
…It seems like it’s about to be misunderstood.
“Huh, is that so…I’ve been in the G*ndam all the time recently.”
Katori, originally a long-range attacker, has been…yeah.
But there’s a bit of a burn scar on his right hand. Too much beam shooting?
“I don’t have many either.”
Kariya, being a healer by profession, doesn’t get injured much.
If Kariya goes down, we’re all in danger.
So, we all protect Kariya. …Still, magic and stuff hits him anyway.
“Now I’m curious about President.”
“Did you call me?”
President could have been a bit more…flustered. Seeing everyone undressed and not reacting at all is impressive.
“Maito seems to have put all the prisoners in ‘Sleep Cocoons.’ Can you move?”
Looks like it’s my turn. We hurriedly got dressed.
Now that the prisoners…the hero’s group is asleep, it’s fine to dress like we’re in pajamas.
“But really, how did we end up in this situation?”
When Suzumoto was about to explain, Kariya and Katori had arrived, hadn’t they?
After Suzumoto explained, everyone was silent.
None of us have scars on our faces.
It’s easier to avoid attacks to the face, and we prioritize healing eyes, ears, etc.
“…Hey, do we have to take responsibility for the scars on Maito’s face?”
…Responsibility.
Responsibility.
…Responsibility?
“…No, Maito said not to worry about it.”
“Well…yeah, I guess it’s fine not to worry about it.”
Taking responsibility…uh…yeah…
“Does it mean, marrying Maito?”
“Kadomi, you’re a beat too late and you shouldn’t have said that out loud!”
Hariu hit me on the back of the head. …Ah, yeah, sorry.
“Well, that’s what people generally say. But it would be a nuisance for Maito.”
“And we would rather not. She definitely doesn’t want that.”
Yeah, well, I guess so.
“…Um, when we return to our original world, our bodies will be restored, right?”
Thinking about George and others, I guess that’s probably the case.
“Then Maito’s scars should also be restored, right? So, I don’t think we need to worry about it.”
…Right.
…Worried for nothing.
“And what about President? I don’t think it’s fair for him to be the only one not undressed.”
“Do I have to as well? I think you’re better off not seeing.”
…Um.
“Men must have courage―!”
Despite President saying that, it’s really better not to, but Hariu lifted President’s shirt.
…!
“Waaaaahhhhhh!”
“What the heck is this?!”
“Didn’t I tell you? Okay? Your own body is the only laboratory where you can experiment without anyone complaining.”
…Don’t explain. I didn’t see it. I didn’t see it.
Didn’t see didn’t see didn’t see didn’t see didn’t see didn’t see didn’t see didn’t see didn’t see
Curious, I asked Maito about it later.
“Whaaat!? No, no, no, no, no, that, that… at least, it’s not your responsibility, and, um, don’t worry about it like that. Yeah.”
“…Okay.”
Seems like it wasn’t something to worry about too much.
“…But like, did you… uh, what, you thought it was okay to settle for someone like me?”
Settling…?
Maito looked at my face and seemed to get it.
“Meaning, you thought it was okay to marry someone like me, you say!? “
…Hadn’t thought about that.
Hmm…
Hmm…
…Hmm…?
“No good.”
I was told “no good” while still thinking about it.
“…It might sound strange but, properly, or rather… be happy, okay?”
We talked a bit more after that, but I don’t remember.
