The neighbouring town on Hayan Island is a well-known hot spring town, attracting many nobles from the surrounding areas who come to enjoy its natural beauty and luxury. Naturally, the hotels here are top-notch. Mosen booked two rooms at the best hot spring hotel for himself and Law. As for Bepo, he was treated as a pet, with staff frequently reminding Mosen to be cautious of the bear hurting anyone, which nearly made Bepo withdraw into himself.
Pequin and Shachi had already returned to their homes.
During the winter, the hot spring hotels are bustling with activity. Fortunately, the most upscale hotel wasn’t too crowded, allowing Mosen, Law, and Bepo to find an empty pool easily.
Yes, Mosen nicknamed Law “Little Radish Head,” despite protests, the nickname stuck.
Settling into a spot, Mosen relaxed, half-lying in the pool, feeling utterly relaxed. The hot spring water, steam rising, opened his pores and loosened his muscles. With a comfortable sigh, Mosen murmured, “This is the life!”
This natural, unpolluted hot spring was leagues better than the artificial hot springs he experienced in his previous life. Those were crowded, and being slightly overweight, he never felt welcomed.
But now, he was enjoying the treatment of a king.
As a Devil Fruit user, Mosen felt slightly weak, soaking in the water. The law was even worse, almost submerged entirely.
“Help!”
“Seriously? You can drown in a hot spring?” Mosen exclaimed, pulling Law out.
Looking at the small boy who barely reached his waist, Mosen understood. Law’s body and… parts had not developed yet. Unlike himself, he thought proudly.
Bepo was already asleep, thoroughly relaxed for the first time in a year of wandering.
Not far away, two high-class hotel attendants approached. They gracefully bow to Mosen and Law before setting down wooden trays and sprinkling something into the pool. They then began to massage and relax the two boys.
Unused to such treatment, Law blushed furiously, his body stiff as a board.
“Hahaha, Little Radish Head, you look like a boiled shrimp!” Mosen laughed heartily.
“Damn you, Mosen! Laugh at me again and I’ll duel you!”
The female attendant softly said to Law, “Please relax, sir. There’s no need to be tense.”
But for Law, it was useless. He had lived like a wounded lone wolf for three years, even desiring to destroy the world. The only warmth he knew was from Corazon, which was entirely new territory.
Though inexperienced in this world, Mosen was an old hand back on Earth.
Suddenly, the beautiful attendant with Mosen exclaimed, “Sir, your skin is incredible! I’ve never seen such perfect skin.”
Turning to face her, Mosen’s looks through the mist stunned her. She blushed, her eyes turning into hearts.
“Nice technique, but you can only pinch, not touch,” Mosen teased.
The attendant was dazed, her body weak, yet her hands instinctively continued the massage.
Fortunately, the pool was large, and the mist was heavy. The other attendant didn’t have Mosen’s sharp eyesight. Otherwise, she might have abandoned Law to come over as well.
Oh, this irresistible charm.
After an hour, Mosen almost had to fight off the two attendants who refused to leave. But his standards matched his looks, and he wasn’t interested, even if they offered themselves.
Jokingly, he thought, it’s not easy to take advantage of me.
Poor Law, ignored, had to lie down with the drooling, sleeping Bepo.
That night passed without incident, and the next day, Mosen woke up around noon, the most relaxed he had felt since coming to this world. He stretched, feeling refreshed.
Standing by the hotel window, Mosen felt the world come alive. His radiant body, rejuvenated in the sunlight, felt like a new creation.
Indeed, a balance of work and rest.
In another room, disturbed by Mosen’s movements, Law joined him on the balcony.
“Hey, morning, Little Radish Head,” Mosen greeted cheerfully.
“Oh, and good morning, Bepo.”
Law, resigned to the nickname, huffed before replying, “Morning.”
What a tsundere, Mosen thought.
Bepo, grateful, greeted genuinely, “Good morning, Mr. Mosen.”
“See, Little Radish Head, even Bepo is more polite,” Mosen teased.
With a black line on his face, Law repeated his mantra, “I’m the coolest,” and retreated to his room.
Mosen returned to his room, washed up, and donned the new clothes he bought yesterday. With his sword at his waist and a coat over his shoulders, he admired himself in the mirror.
“Mirror, mirror, only you match my handsomeness,” he joked.
The mirror seemed to crack in response, “Sorry to interrupt.”
…
Mosen, the three kids, and the bear enjoyed a three-day break. Besides basic physical training, Mosen didn’t practice swordsmanship.
They went hunting, built snowmen, had snowball fights, and ate grand meals, making up for lost time. The three kids and Bepo had the happiest days they could remember.
The only regret was when Mosen tried to introduce them to a more adult form of entertainment, only to be dragged out by a blushing Law…
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