Chapter 13

Côte d'Ivoire pointed to the bathtub, you stand on it first. I'll demonstrate for you once. Lest you can't mix in this society. Although you can use your great power to make this world adapt to you, but I think this kind of thing will be done by humans even if you force them to do it again. Bathing is too important for modern humans."

"I really can't understand it." Mary stepped into the tub and let the hot water hit her body. It did feel quite comfortable, as the whole body warmed up with the hot water as her body was cold. It was a hard feeling to describe, and now Mary realized why humans took baths.

Côte d'Ivoire took the rosette down and wet Mary's head for her first. Mary sat down in the tub for Côte d'Ivoire's convenience, so she hugged her knees with her hands. Côte d'Ivoire then squeezed some shampoo into his hand and then rubbed it from side to side as he cradled one of Mary's dark hairs, and Mary immediately smelled a fresh scent. Not sure what it smelled like yet, but it smelled very pleasant.

"To be able to wash the hair of a third-generation vampire, my life has been worth it." Côte d'Ivoire suddenly laughed, "You used to be a queen right, should I call you Her Majesty?"

"Doesn't matter, it's fine if you like it."

"Your Majesty, can you close your eyes? It'll hurt if this water gets in your eyes."

But Côte d'Ivoire was already too late, the shampoo had already reached the vicinity of Marie's eyes. But Mary shook her head, "This doesn't matter, I can make myself feel no pain or even any sensation. Since I'm a vampire, it doesn't matter even if I don't feel any pain, my body will automatically recover from any discomfort."

Côte d'Ivoire grabbed the rosette and rinsed the shampoo out, then washed it again. This time there was even more lather. I really wondered how many years Mary hadn't washed her hair, it was full of oil. The first time she washed it there was almost no lather at all, which also made Côte d'Ivoire feel quite sick. But after all, they were ancient people, it was someone else's way of life, and they couldn't say anything about it. But Côte d'Ivoire was really unwilling to travel with a monster who hadn't bathed in hundreds of years.

The hair had been thoroughly cleaned after two washes, and right after that Côte d'Ivoire turned off the water and took out another bar of soap, rubbing it on her arm for Mary after dabbing some water on it, and then began to clean Mary's right hand. This right hand is really quite beautiful, but the foam out of the wash is black, if you don't use the soap, how much mud must be washed out ah? She really hasn't taken a bath in a thousand years.

Right hand, left hand, neck, back. After washing, Côte d'Ivoire let out a long breath, ''You can wash the rest yourself. I think you should know the process as well, just rub the soap on your body."

Côte d'Ivoire immediately went and washed his hands, wiped them with a towel, and then left the bathroom, closing the door once again on those who came in. Immediately after getting out he took a pack of cigarettes out of his bag and looked at them for a long time. It was something that many people had asked themselves to bring to them on their way out. In fact, in Kamalila one would occasionally see people smoking, not only humans, but vampires seemed to like it quite a bit as well.

They had told themselves that just smoking when they were in an unsettled mood would calm it. Whether it was fear, pain, sadness, hard feelings, happiness ...... a range of unstable emotions could be calmed by a small cigarette. In fact, Côte d'Ivoire does not believe, but in the town when looking for supplies still saw cigarettes, feel curious so took a pack. Now Côte d'Ivoire thought it was time to experiment with its effects.

Côte d'Ivoire removed the seal on the outside and took a cigarette out of it and put it in his mouth, then touched the cigarette with his finger.

"Flame." A small flame immediately appeared on his finger and Côte d'Ivoire took two hard puffs.

"Cough cough cough ...... cough cough cough ......" This flavor was too punchy, it felt like it didn't feel calm at all, instead it became more depressed. But at the same time, it felt as if there was something in his lungs that was pushing against him, and his head was slightly fainting. The effect of cigarettes was surprisingly more powerful than alcohol, just two puffs, how could it make one's head sink like this? It was difficult to breathe, and cold sweat began to break out all over his body.

Côte d'Ivoire struggled to calm his body, and after about 30 seconds, the symptoms disappeared completely, as if they had never been there. It didn't feel good like this though. Côte d'Ivoire looked at the rest of the cigarette and felt like he hadn't gone about it in the wrong way. So he put the cigarette in his mouth and gently inhaled it, immediately exhaling it before it reached his lungs.

The action was very simple, but it gave Côte d'Ivoire an inexplicable sense of wonder. I don't know what it felt like, but it was quite nice. It wasn't so much the cigarette that calmed him, it was the series of movements that calmed him. It was as if it had nothing to do with the cigarettes, but it was intimately connected.

Growing up in Kamalila from a young age, I joined the 'Holy Crusade' and became a 'Saint' because I had excellent talent. Only knew about training inside Kamalila, knew that vampires were one level higher than humans and that they were all nobles. Actually knew very little about the outside, and very little about the commoners amongst themselves.

Almost 18 years old, never even touched a girl's hand. Surprisingly, such a beautiful woman appeared and was always naked in front of them. Just looking at it is already not used to it, and just now even took a half bath for her. The mood can calm down that is called strange. At this time, I can only pray that those who tell themselves the right thing. I hope the cigarettes have this magic.

Indeed, because of the cigarettes, Côte d'Ivoire's jīnggān was dispersed a lot. The mood was also temporarily calmed, and now prayed that Mary would come out with her clothes on. And hopefully she could get used to the simple act of getting dressed, otherwise what should she do on the long journey ahead?

"Côte d'Ivoire? Are you still out there?"

"Yes, I'm here."

"Come in and bathe me, I'm still not used to using soap."

Exasperated Côte d'Ivoire, "Can't you wash yourself?"

"I am the queen and I command you to come in and bathe me."

Côte d'Ivoire really didn't know if this was a gift or a torture, but Mary opened her mouth and she had to obey her wishes. Even if he became a servant at her side, he would at least have some right to speak, and hopefully she could help the human race seek survival, not extinction.

Côte d'Ivoire opened the door again and entered the bathroom, Marie was sitting on the edge of the bathtub at the moment, stretching her feet out to the other side of the tub, waiting for Côte d'Ivoire to come and serve herself. At this time, Mary's body can be said to have a clear view of what should be seen, what should not be seen clearly. Côte d'Ivoire also hid her sight, trying not to look into places she shouldn't. Picking up the soap that had slipped in the tub, he placed it on Mary's feet and rubbed it in.

"Hee hee, that tickles."

"That's the first time I've ever heard of a vampire knowing about tickling." Côte d'Ivoire just wanted it to be over as soon as possible, so she used slightly more force and went slightly faster.

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My wife is a vampire.