Editing Failing Witch:Volume2 Episode2 (section)

===Part 4===

“Yahoo!! Nature is beckoning with this clear water that makes even the summer heat attractive. There’s only one thing to do: swim!!”

Viocia had changed into a red and orange two-piece swimsuit with lots of frilly decorations and she threw herself into the river. She had chosen not to remove her big hat.

Yes, she was wearing a swimsuit.

A world of swords and sorcery wouldn’t have synthetic materials, but natural rubber was available and people sold cloth and leather that was waterproofed with oil or wax. Of course, there were no standards, so the quality varied drastically.

(This river is linked directly to the so-called Goddess’s Spring, so wasn’t this supposed to be a chance for the students to experience a pure ablution?)

“Stop leering, pervy tutor.”

Melehe, who wore a black bikini and held her sky pirate hat down with a hand so it wouldn’t fall in the water, glared cautiously over at Yagoro.

If she didn’t want to be seen like that, why had she chosen such a revealing swimsuit?

“<span style="font-size:150%">Um, uh, h-how embarrassing.</span>”

Dorothea was fidgeting bashfully, but she was wearing an ordinary white swimsuit.

“Viocia, eep, if you leave your clothes so close to the river, they’ll be washed away.”

“Ehh? They’re fine where they are!”

“No, they aren’t. You need to move them over here and add some kind of spice to keep animals away.”

Dorothea crouched down and placed own a bundle of cloth about he size of an eye drop bottle like it was a talisman. Her large chest tended to gather a lot of attention, but her butt was quite nice too. She had become a Voland because her body kept growing too much and that growth was especially brutal in certain areas.

But Dorothea seemed more embarrassed by this swimsuit which hid her chest behind decorative cloth than she was with her more revealing bandages outfit. Yagoro sensed a cultural disconnect there.

Melehe put her hands on her hips and gave him a look of deadly ice.

“A witch’s ordinary clothing and swimsuit are not the same thing, pervert. The ablutions are an important ritual, so we have to purify our bodies beforehand. But controlling our desires can act as a trigger to achieve our goal, right? We don’t want to actually eliminate our desires, so bathing with a swimsuit on provides a masking effect to preserve the desires we don’t want to lose.”

“Oh, really? And in your case…”

Yagoro brought a hand to his chin and began analyzing.

First, he focused on her black bikini.

“The black indicates the night, the truth, and...no, in this case, it might symbolize protection. So you are seeking something you want to protect.”

“Um?”

Melehe flinched, but Yagoro focused his gaze on another point.

He stared at the black top covering her shapely chest.

“But the chemical used to tan the waterproof leather includes mountain ash. That herb symbolizes protection of the home.”

Yagoro held each symbol in his head as his gaze dropped from her chest to her brown belly.

He checked her bikini bottom held up by side ties.

“The bikini strings are braided. Hair-related magic symbolizes control, so…”

His gaze rose past her navel and up to her chest again.

Then some confusion formed on his face.

“Hm? What does that mean? Combined, those symbols would mean ''you want to be pampered by your mother''??? She is admittedly the supreme commander of a giant coven, but what is it you want to gain even it means controlling your mother’s love?”

<span style="font-size:150%">“Stop staring at my swimsuit and analyzing my desires, you pervert!!”</span>

Melehe tearfully blushed, grabbed a river rock the size of a grapefruit, and took a throwing pose, so Yagoro made a quick getaway.

The girls began playing in the river.

They mostly splashed water on each other, but then Viocia found a tropical coconut. It was too hard as-is, so she wrapped a thick towel around it to turn it into a ball. Once they had a toy about the same size as a volleyball, the level of violence rapidly increased. They came up with an original game halfway between beach volleyball and dodgeball and adjusted the rules whenever they found a flaw.

Dorothea’s big sister switch had been activated, so she was diligently working to help in any way she could.

“Eep. Viocia, if you move around too much in a two-piece swimsuit, it will slip out of place, so you need to be careful.”

“Ugh. Dorothea, this pareo is so heavy now that it’s wet.”

“No, you can’t remove it.”

What, so was that originally part of Dorothea’s swimsuit?

Each group was doing their own thing, so one group was chasing after small fish and some girls had lined up river rocks to separate out a portion of the river water as a small pool.

Viocia held the coconut ball between her hands and her still undeveloped chest and turned to Yagoro.

“Aren’t you going to join us, teacher?”

“I’m not here to have fun.”

“Then I’ll have to have so much fun you’ll be jealous enough to come join us. Okay, Dorothea! Attack!!”

A small “eep” followed.

Dorothea failed to catch the coconut ball and fell back into the shallow river.

First, time seemed to freeze for Melehe. Next, Viocia tilted her head and followed Melehe’s gaze. Finally, Dorothea realized the other two were staring at her and lowered her gaze to look at her own body.

It had turned see-through.

Her pale skin tone was completely showing through the chest of her white swimsuit.

The big sister of a large family enjoyed looking after others, but that apparently meant paying less attention to herself.

“~ ~ ~!!!???”