Honkai Impact: Taskmaster

T/N: This Chapter is pretty questionable.

Theresa was humming a song, while wearing a child's shower cap and holding the shower head, carefully testing the temperature of the water.

Suddenly she heard the bathroom door being pushed open, she jumped up from the small stool and stared at the door warily through the frosted glass.

"My sweet little Theresa, grandpa is in."

It was her familiar grandpa's voice that came. Theresa breathed a sigh of relief. She thought someone had invaded. She sat on the small stool again and wanted to wash her hair.

There was the sound of clothes being folded in the changing room, and Theresa continued to hum. Otto also came to wash her clothes while she was taking a bath yesterday, which was fine.

Feeling that the water temperature was almost there, Theresa was about to squeeze out the shampoo, but she suddenly noticed that her grandfather was standing in front of the foggy door, and then opened the door directly.

Otto walked in with a towel draped over his shoulders. As soon as he came in, he met Theresa, who was staring blankly at him with a shower cap.

How did grandpa come in?

Theresa's head froze for a moment, but Otto walked towards her as if he took it for granted, with only a white towel draped over his shoulders.

Long golden hair was draped around his waist, and it looked eerie under the reflection of water.

I always feel like I've seen it somewhere before.

There was such an idea in Theresa's head, looking at Otto's face, looking at him carefully, and then thinking..

But as her gaze moved, she suddenly saw something terrifying.

"my small arms!"

Theresa gestured her forearm as if looking for something to compare, she suddenly realized that Otto walked in without wearing anything, her eyes widened in panic as if she saw something frightening.

Her body subconsciously wanted to get away, but the small stool slipped, and with a thud, she sat down on the ground.

The sprinkler escaped from her hand, spraying merrily in the air.

"That hurts." Theresa was clutching her little butt, and she accidentally fell in pain. Otto saw that Theresa fell to the ground, and hurriedly stepped forward to check, and then he took the shower that sprayed water everywhere. Turning it off.

"My lovely little Theresa, where did you fall?"

Otto looked down on Theresa's white back and saw her rubbing her ass, It seemed that there was no problem. A fall was a trivial matter for the Valkyrie.

Otto helped Theresa rub the sore spot, but Theresa was caught off guard from the fall, and she was fine after a while. Kneading and rubbing, she suddenly realized that Otto was rubbing her little buttocks, and a hue of crimson crawled onto her face in an instant, her ears turning pink.

With a loud cry, she pushed Otto away, Otto was pushed back with great strength, his squatting body lost its balance, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks.

"Ah." This time it was Otto's turn to cry out in pain.

"Grandpa, why did you come in suddenly!"

Hearing Theresa's annoyed tone, Otto's eyes were still full of tears, and he almost cried in pain.

He struggled to get up. His five-hundred-year-old body couldn't compare to Teresa's strength when she was only in her forties. She would recover soon, while Otto felt that his backbone was still aching.

"Isn't Grandpa trying to rub Theresa's back?"

Otto pulled over the second stool he had put in, and the pain eased a little while sitting on the stool, or he said he was just getting used to the pain.

"No! Get out now!" Theresa stepped on the floor and almost slipped again when she stepped on the water.

"Come on." Otto pulled another small bench in front of him, "Let Grandpa. wash your hair for you."

Otto patted the small stool and motioned Theresa to come over, but she was still fidgeting in place, and it seemed that she had something to say to refuse.

"Little Theresa, are you happy with your work today?"

After Otto finished speaking, the words Theresa wanted to refuse were stuck. in her throat.

Little Theresa, although I'm not a devil, but for the sake of Crystals and Gacha, Grandpa can only make this choice, Otto thought to himself.

It's okay, get used to it early, after all, this is only the first time, but it won't be the last.

Otto was actually ashamed. Although he seemed to come in as if nothing happened, he was actually extremely ashamed. After all, he walked into the bathroom of an innocent girl without wearing anything.

Thanks to Otto, who is good at managing expressionless faces, but after walking in, and seeing Theresa's dazed appearance, he suddenly felt nothing.

As long as he doesn't feel ashamed, then the person who is ashamed is the other party. Otto didn't have any impulses in his heart now. I have to say that people are really good creatures of habit.

As for seeing Theresa's delicate body, Otto's heart didn't even skip, and he watched Cecilia from Shigure Kira's perspective.

If Cecilia is compared to a mountain range, Little Theresa and Fu Hua can only be said to be plain or a cutting board

Theresa sat obediently on the small stool in front of Otto in the end, and when she promised Otto to handle those things, she was caught by Otto at the point where she could be manipulated.

Unlike the doting that Otto gave her before, she won't receive anything in return. But now Otto gives her a different price, which is exactly what Otto needs now.

Theresa, who was sitting in front of him, had trembling shoulders, her eyes were closed, tears rolled from the corners of her eyes, and she pursed her lips as if humiliated.

Obviously just want to rub the back, is it too despicable to threaten with things?

Although the method is very effective, I should pay attention to it next time.

Otto held Theresa's shoulders with both hands, and he could clearly feel the latter's body trembling. Otto recalled how Cecilia coaxed Shigure Kira, and he patted Theresa lightly on the back.

"Theresa, there's nothing scary about washing your hair." Otto took off Theresa's shower cap.

Hearing Otto's words, Theresa suddenly apened her eyes, her body stopped trembling, she turned to look at her grandfather behind her, and saw her smiling face.

It wasn't her.

There was a flicker of disappointment in Theresa's eyes, but Otto's movement of rubbing her shoulder reminded her of Cecilia, but she's not here anymore

Seeing that Theresa was calm, Otto picked up the shower head with his right hand, covered the head with his palm, and hot water flowed out of the gap between his palms.

The hot water flowed onto Theresa's closed feet, her toes were sparkling and lovely.

"Is this hot enough?"

Theresa heard the familiar but distant question, her hands covering her face, tears spilling from her fingers.

"It's a little hot." She whimpered, Otto's behavior reminded her of the dead Cecilia, who was treated like this when she and Cecilia bathed together, but she still insisted on wearing the shower cap, because it hurts if water gets in your eyes.

Tears blurred her vision. She saw that the shower cap that Otto had taken off was on the ground. She reached out to the shower cap, but stopped in mid-air and retracted it.

I can already wash my hair without a shower cap, Cecilia.