Chapter 105: The Holy Water Monster (1)

Time goes back slightly.

A little before after school, in the middle of homeroom. Leas strove to maintain a face as usual.

While faintly, jiwari, seeping sweat.

(I want to go to the toilet.)

She can hear the homeroom teacher’s voice. She can hear it, but she cannot fully concentrate. The water balloon swelling in her lower abdomen slightly, yet certainly, disturbed Leas’s thinking.

When was the last time she went.

(Ah, yes. After waking in the morning, once. Then I have not gone even once.)

Training, taking a shower, then eating breakfast, going to school. Breaks were always always a line.

I am the type who can endure, so I will yield to a girl who is desperate. Thinking that, already after school.

She is not desperate.

If she thinks she will endure, un, she can endure plenty. Still fine.

But even so it is fact that a never-ignorable amount of liquid is being poured into Leas’s water balloon.

Ah, P.E. after lunch break was the worst.

The event was volleyball. Normally it was a nothing sport, but the vibration when hitting a serve, the impact when receiving the opponent’s ball, mercilessly shook the water balloon.

Liquid sloshed jabu-jabu, and the tightly closed exit tried to loosen. Ah, please let me go to the toilet, should I have said that. But skipping class when it is still within a range she can endure would be a bad thing.

Then somehow she finished class, was told to drink water as heatstroke countermeasure, and drank.

After that, finished normal class and homeroom.

Already the water drunk at P.E. had been absorbed by the body and was being poured into the water balloon as a matter of course to discharge extras.

...Still I can endure.

...But I do not want to endure anymore, she thinks.

...The sense of discomfort in her lower abdomen is beginning to slowly change into pain.

It is not that if she lets her guard down it will come out. But the thought in the corner of her head of I want to go to the toilet soon is gradually gradually swelling. The water balloon in her lower abdomen likewise keeps swelling.

"That is all. Then, day duty. Please."

"Stand, bow!"

Together with homeroom teacher Eika-sensei’s words it became after school.

Quickly to the women’s toilet. No, I cannot occupy a spot for a girl who is desperate, should I return to the dorm.

"Le, Leas-san! Please! Take my cleaning!"

The instant she took her bag thinking that, she was pleaded to by a classmate girl.

"The toilet! I have not been able to go...! I want to go back to the dorm! Next time I will switch duty!"

Going back to the dorm then going to school again, only cleaning then going back again. That is wasted so she asks a classmate who seems to have leeway.

I see, it is reasonable. If she closed her eyes to the fact Leas does not have as much leeway as her expression.

If that girl had also seen that Leas’s expression had no leeway she should not have said this kind of thing.

But Leas’s expression was as usual. At least on the surface.

If Grace or Reiko around saw they would have harbored a sense of discomfort, but to her at the level of a class acquaintance she could not notice Leas’s impatience.

"...Got it, leave it to me."

"Ah, thank you! I will make it up next time...!"

And the girl named Leas Lott was not a human who could refuse when pleaded that way.

Really thank you! After seeing off the classmate leaving quickly looking slightly envious, Leas started classroom cleaning. 𝘧𝓇ℯℴ𝓂

There should be one more boy on cleaning duty, but he probably skipped. Right now only Leas is in the classroom.

"...It cannot be helped."

She will report the skipping to the homeroom teacher next time. For now she will fulfill the entrusted work.

Luckily today is only simple sweeping. It will not take that much time.

Concluding that, Leas started cleaning.

Carefully gathering trash and sand with a broom, crouching to put it in a dustpan.

"...N, ku!?"

Maybe because that posture closely resembled when discharging, the urge to urinate increased at once.

Becoming this posture means it is okay to let it out, as if saying that the excretion desire swelled. She endured that by biting her lip.

No good, this posture is no good.

She hurriedly stood and finished cleaning somewhat sloppily compared to usual.

"St, still. I am fine."

She muttered as if convincing herself.

Yes, fine. Finish cleaning, return to the dorm, slowly. Un, no problem.

At least it is not like girls lining up at the women’s toilet where it is dangerous if she does not put a hand on her crotch. She can walk and run. She can do it.

The instant she finished putting away cleaning tools and tried to return to the dorm quickly, her phone trembled.

The other party was Reiko, and unusually not a message but a call. Did something happen. She tapped the call button.

"Reiko, did something happen?"

’Lea-senpai, it is bad! A Monster Villain has appeared toward the station front!’

"...Eh?"

Why.

Why at this timing.

Sorry but can you go with only Reiko.

Those words crossed her mind. She swallowed all of them.

"I am in the shopping district now but I am troubled for a place to transform...! Sorry but can Lea-senpai go first!? I will call out to Gure-senpai on this side!"

"I, I got it. I will head there now...!"

After going to the toilet first. She thought that and put her face out of the classroom, but the women’s toilet was still a long line as always. Compared to around noon it had gotten quite shorter, but if she waited until her turn it was not hard to imagine the Monster Villain attacking innocent people.

Returning to the dorm is the same. If she runs it would be better than lining in this line, but even so it takes too much time.

"...It is fine. It is not that I cannot move."

And Leas told herself that and headed for the rooftop.

Confirming no one is there, Transform Sacred Change. When she became Sacred Saber’s figure from Leas Lott, the urge to urinate that had occupied about half her thinking until just now faintly thinned.

Transforming into a Sacred means wrapping in magical power of light, which means physical ability is also strengthened.

In other words the part she is tightly closing so as not to let it out is also strengthened.

"Uuu... this pathetic thing. Hime-sama I am sorry..."

Recalling Princess Altina who entrusted her the holy sword Arontina with a glittering smile, she wanted to crouch here from being pathetic.

But she thought again it is not the time to do that kind of thing, and vigorously leaped from the rooftop.

(N.)

That vibration is a little hard.

But no problem. I can move and swing a sword. I can do that degree of self-analysis.

Finish quickly, undo the transformation. No, if I undo the transformation and drop physical ability the worst situation might happen, so I will borrow some toilet while still transformed.

I have been thinking only about the toilet from earlier, she twisted her face while confirming the scenery flowing below, and found it.

In front of the hotel Grace reserved. Even Saber thinks no matter how you think it is not a place after-school high school students gather. It was there.

It was a strange figure.

Monsters called Monster Villains all have strange figures, but that figure with only the left half-body turned to mucus is more abnormal than other Monster Villains. From earlier it has been shooting mucus here and there, and surrounding roads are wet bicha-bicha.

What kind of monster is that, she harbored a question.

(No, wrong!?)

That is not a Monster Villain.

It is a human becoming a Monster Villain.

The left half-body moved around wildly trying to attack women, but the right half-body desperately braced and earned time to flee.

The seed of desire is stretching roots and trying to transform the body. But for some reason it has not been able to satisfy desire well, and the root’s invasion seems to be in a half-baked state.

(While aware of the power they ran wild, they did not satisfy their own desire, or could not satisfy it.)

Because they could not satisfy desire with the power for satisfying desire, Monster Villainization is also currently remaining half-baked. Saber guessed that.

That the human form and reason that should originally have vanished and gone remains is proof of that. The invasion of desire is clearly dull.

But even if dull the invasion seems to be progressing, and desire had begun slowly swallowing the boundary line of reason and desire.

If left like this, without mistake everything will be swallowed and they will become a Monster Villain.

(Then!)

Stan! She landed on the road, leaked a faint scream at that impact, and readied her holy sword.

"Sacred Saber arrives. You endured well. Wait. I will definitely save you!"