The Failed Swordsman Who Became the Strongest After Spamming the 100 Million Years Button

(……Beautiful.)

A four-petalled sakura on a snow-white skin.

I was captivated by its beauty.

(Come to think of it… Bacchus-san had something similar to this, didn’t he?)

It was a black sakura pattern on his left chest, if I’m not mistaken.

(I’m sure this holds some important meaning.)

I was still staring at Rose’s chest while thinking about that.

「I-It’s a little embarrassing if you stare so intensely…」

Rose turned away while blushing.

「M-My bad…」

Even if it’s Rose herself who showed it first, staring at a woman’s chest is not a very praiseworthy act.

I immediately turned around.

「I’ll re-tighten my sash… so stay that way for a while.」

「O-Okay… let me know when you’re done.」

「I-I will…」

I heard the sound of clothes rustling from behind.

(I can’t calm down whenever I hear this sound.)

The sound of clothes rustling when a girl is changing clothes.

Whenever I hear this, an indescribable feeling of tension runs through my body.

Approximately 30 seconds later, I felt a tug on the sleeve of my yukata.

「Y-You can turn around now.」

「O-Okay…」

「…」

「…」

Awkward silence flowed between us.

(As the man, I should say something first.)

When I started wracking my head to come with a sensible topic, Rose cleared her throat.

「S-So! The sakura pattern I just showed you – “seal of the vow”, is the proof that the “vow of succession” actually existed!」

She tried to blow away this heavy atmosphere with a loud voice and fast-talking.