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Chapter 185 My Body Has Nothing to Be Ashamed Of
Chapter 185 My Body Has Nothing to Be Ashamed Of
Warm water cascaded down Robin's shoulders, flowing down her elegant neck, delicate collarbone, and full, undulating curves. Water droplets rolled on her porcelain-white skin like morning dew sliding across flower petals. Her figure was tall and slender, with perfect proportions, her curves gentle yet full, her waist slender and firm, every line exuding intelligence.
The bathtub perfectly outlined her captivating features, her long hair cascading down to her waist, the ends gently swaying in the water.
Since we're going to compare—
—
Robin tilted his head slightly, a half-smile playing on his lips, a mischievous glint in his dark eyes.
"Let's be fair then. Everyone except Kanna, stand up."
"Robin, you—" Artoria's eyes widened in disbelief. "How could you join Rangiku in this nonsense?!"
"There's nothing wrong with fooling around once in a while."
Robin chuckled, her gaze falling on Artoria.
"Come on, Miss Knight, stop hiding in the corner."
"No!" Artoria shrank further into the water, leaving only her head above water. Her golden hair spread out on the surface like a floating golden water lily.
"You guys do your thing, don't drag me into it!"
"That won't do—" Matsumoto Rangiku swam over with a grin, reaching out to pull her: "We agreed to go together!"
"No! No, no, no!"
Artoria tried desperately to shrink back, but the pool wall blocked her way, and she could only watch helplessly as Matsumoto Rangiku got closer and closer.
"Rangiku, don't come any closer!"
"Oh, don't be shy."
Rangiku Matsumoto's laughter echoed in the misty steam as she stretched out her arm, her slender fingers just barely touching Artoria's wet, golden hair.
However, Artoria's reaction was more intense than she had anticipated.
She plunged into the water with a sudden dive, like a startled golden koi, and slipped through Matsumoto Rangiku's fingers in an instant, drawing a graceful arc on the bottom of the pool before swimming straight to the other side.
"Puha—!"
Artoria emerged from the water, her long, wet golden hair clinging to her scalp and cheeks, water droplets dripping down her chin.
She watched Matsumoto Rangiku's every move with vigilance.
The pool water was very clear. Although the rising steam made the view a little hazy, Artoria's youthful yet taut figure was still faintly visible beneath the surface. Her slender collarbones were clearly defined, her shoulders were rounded and petite, and although her chest was not as full and voluptuous as the others present, it possessed a unique purity and tautness characteristic of young girls, like a flower bud that had not yet fully bloomed, containing infinite potential and youthful beauty.
Her waist was so slender it could be grasped with one hand, and the lines of her ribs were faintly visible, yet she did not appear thin at all. Instead, she exuded a sense of firmness that came from long training, and every inch of her skin was like a carefully polished piece of white jade, smooth and elastic.
"They run pretty fast."
Matsumoto Rangiku raised an eyebrow, put her hands on her hips, and laughed out loud without any attempt to hide it.
"But you can't stay hidden in the water forever, can you?"
"I can!" Artoria answered decisively, her voice tinged with a hint of defiance.
"I'll stay here. You guys do your thing, leave me alone!"
"That won't do."
A gentle yet undeniable voice sounded from behind Artoria.
Artoria froze, turning her head stiffly.
Unohana Retsu had silently appeared behind her at some point, and was looking at her with a smile.
Hua Jie's figure appeared exceptionally gentle and charming in the misty water vapor. The warm pool water reached her waist, and the part above the water was coated with a soft pearly luster by the light of the luminous pearl.
Her collarbone lines are graceful and subtle, and the curves of her shoulders and neck are like those of a lady from an ancient painting, rounded and elegant.
Her full breasts, moistened by the moisture, became even more lustrous, their contours soft and full. Understated yet possessing a dignified charm that drew the eye, they were like the fullest fruit on a branch in late autumn, hanging heavily and exuding the unique fragrance of a mature woman.
Unohana Retsu's voice was as gentle as if she were coaxing a child: "It's a rare opportunity for everyone to relax together, why make yourself so tense?"
"Hana, Sister Hana—" Artoria's voice softened instantly: "I, I wasn't nervous—"
"Then why do you stay huddled in the water?"
Retsu Unohana tilted her head, a gentle smile in her eyes.
"I----"
Artoria opened her mouth, but couldn't find a reason to refute it for a moment.
Unohana Retsu's words were so gentle and reasonable that if she continued to insist, she would seem like a child throwing a tantrum.
"Come--"
Unohana Retsu extended her hand, palm up, her movements calm and natural.
Artoria looked at Retsu Unohana's outstretched hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly loosened her hands that were protecting her chest, placing her own hands on top of it.
Sister Hua's hands were warm and moist, with thin calluses on her fingertips—marks left from years of wielding a sword—but they did not diminish the gentleness of her palms.
"That's more like it."
Retsu Unohana gently took Artoria's hand and led her towards the center of the pool.
Warm water flowed over the two of them, creating ripples in circles.
The brilliance of the luminous pearl danced on the water's surface, casting a hazy and graceful reflection of the two figures.
Watching this scene, Matsumoto Rangiku couldn't help but whistle: "Hana-neechan really knows how to do things."
"You're too impatient."
"Alright!"
Matsumoto Rangiku clapped her hands, drawing everyone's attention back to herself.
She was still standing in the shallow end of the pool, where the water only reached her upper thighs. Her long, straight legs were clearly visible beneath the surface, their lines smooth and powerful, extending from her rounded hips to her slender ankles. Every muscle was perfectly proportioned, neither overly muscular nor too thin.
"Now that everyone's here except Kanna, shall we officially begin?"
"Violet, don't just stand there watching, stand up and let everyone see."
Violet paused slightly, then chuckled softly. Her laughter had a unique magnetism, like the gentle plucking of a cello's bass strings, languid and captivating.
"Rangiku, you really do—never let anyone off the hook."
"Of course—" Matsumoto Rangiku said, hands on her hips, speaking with an air of self-righteousness.
"Since it's a competition, everyone needs to participate for it to be fair!"
Violet shook her head, raised her hand to undo her high bun, and her thick, long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, reaching her waist, gleaming with a healthy sheen under the light of the luminous pearl.
A few stray strands of hair fell beside her ears, which she casually tucked behind, revealing her delicate earlobes and graceful neckline.
Then, she slowly stood up.
Warm water cascaded down her shoulders, flowing along her graceful neck, gliding over her delicate collarbones, full, undulating curves, and slender, toned waist, before finally flowing into the pool.
Violet's figure is somewhat similar to Robin's, both being tall and slender, but they each have their own unique features in the details.
Her waist was incredibly slender, yet without any sickly thinness, while also outlining a beautiful and full curve of her hips, which connected with her long and straight legs to form a breathtaking arc.
"How is it?"
Violet twirled gracefully, water splashing around her, her long hair drawing a beautiful arc in the air.
Her movements were fluid and natural, without the slightest awkwardness or deliberate effort, as if she were simply a Persian cat stretching its body in the sunlight.
"So big—"
Artoria murmured to herself unconsciously, then realized what she had said and blushed again.
"Thank you—" Violet winked at her, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"I...I didn't mean that—"
Artoria tried to explain, but found that the more she tried to explain, the worse it got, so she simply shut her mouth.
"Violet has beautiful lines."
Nicole Robin finally spoke, her voice still calm and elegant, yet carrying a hint of genuine appreciation.
"Your abdominal muscles are especially well-defined; that must be the result of long-term training, right?"
"Good eye."
Violet nodded, sat back in the water, and swept her long hair to one side, revealing her slender neck: "I used to dance, and although I haven't had systematic training for a long time, the muscle memory is still there."
"Dance?"
Matsumoto Rangiku's eyes lit up: "No wonder your posture is so beautiful; every move you make is like dancing."
"But Rangiku, don't just focus on judging others; aren't you one of the main characters yourself?"
"I'm not being modest—" Matsumoto Rangiku raised an eyebrow, stood up again, put her hands on her hips, and unabashedly displayed her graceful figure.
"Come on, everyone, look carefully. I'm not afraid of being compared."
She was indeed telling the truth.
Rangiku Matsumoto's figure was undoubtedly quite impressive among everyone present. It wasn't the kind of beauty that was subtle and required careful appreciation, but rather a kind of overwhelming presence that couldn't be ignored.
She has a good figure and a large frame, but she doesn't look bulky at all. Instead, her perfectly proportioned curves make her look exceptionally alluring.
Her breasts were the most exaggerated among all of them, like two ripe fruits, hanging heavily on her chest, rising and falling slightly with her breath. Their contours were round and full, without the slightest sign of sagging. Even gravity could not shake their proud uprightness.
Her collarbone was partially concealed by her voluptuous curves, appearing and disappearing only to add to her allure.
Although her waist wasn't as slender as Violet's, it possessed a voluptuous beauty, with her waistline smoothly connecting to her full bust and rounded hips, outlining a breathtaking S-curve.
Her hips were full and firm, like two full moons, forming a perfect transition with her long, straight legs.
The proportions of her legs are almost perfect, with smooth and powerful lines from the top of her thighs to her ankles. Her thighs are round and plump, her calves are slender and firm, and her kneecaps are small and delicate. Every detail can withstand the scrutiny of the most discerning eye.
"How was it?" Matsumoto Rangiku twirled around, her long hair flying in the air, splashing water everywhere, and she laughed freely and flamboyantly: "My body has absolutely nothing to be ashamed of."
"—It really is amazing." Artoria said honestly, her voice carrying a hint of envy that she herself didn't even realize.
If Matsumoto Rangiku's figure is a passionate and unrestrained flamenco, then Robin's figure is an elegant and composed classical melody.
In particular, Robin's waist and hip curves are smooth and full. Her hips are not as voluptuous as Matsumoto Rangiku's, but they have a firm and perky beauty, like two plump peaches, forming a perfect transition with her long and straight legs.
Her legs were incredibly long, with slender and toned calves, rounded and elastic thighs, delicate and exquisite kneecaps, and ankles so slender they could be grasped with a single hand. Every detail exuded a unique charm that blended intellect and elegance.
Her skin was porcelain white, like a solidified moonlight. Her long hair fell to her waist, the ends of which swayed gently in the water. The contrast between her hair and her porcelain white skin made her skin appear even more like solidified cream and her hair as black as ebony.
"Sister Hua's overall presence and temperament are the most harmonious among all of them."
Although her proportions weren't perfect, every part of her body blended together just right, creating a kind of—how to put it—a serene beauty that comes with the passage of time.
"and--"
Robin's gaze fell on the voluptuous yet graceful curves of Egg Flower: "Sister Flower's skin texture and figure are the most relaxed of all. There is not a trace of deliberate effort or tension. Every inch of her lines tells a story of being completely at ease. This state is actually the most difficult to achieve."
After listening, Retsu Unohana smiled gently and shook her head: "Robin, you've praised me too much."
"I'm just telling the truth."
Robin said seriously.
"Although Miss Knight Wang's figure is not as voluptuous as the others present, she has a very unique beauty."
Artoria opened her eyes and looked at Robin with some surprise.
"You have a small frame and delicate, fine bones, which makes you look very petite overall."
Robin continued, his gaze slowly lingering on Artoria: "Her collarbones are beautiful, with clear and graceful lines, like two outstretched butterfly wings. Her shoulders are rounded and delicate, her waist is so slender that you could almost grasp it, and the lines of her ribs are faintly visible, yet she doesn't appear thin at all."
"And one"
Robin paused for a moment: "Your muscle firmness is actually quite amazing. Although you look thin and small, every inch of your skin is like steel that has been carefully forged, smooth and elastic. This kind of small and firm beauty is a unique advantage that people with large frames can never have."
"and--
'
Robin's gaze lingered on Artoria's chest for a moment, and his smile deepened: "You're still growing. Your current state is just a process, not the end. There's no need to feel anxious because you're not fully voluptuous right now."
Artoria's face flushed instantly. She opened her mouth to retort, but found Robin's gaze too sincere, so sincere that any rebuttal she made would seem like she was being unreasonable.
"----Thanks."
"Alright, alright—" Matsumoto Rangiku clapped her hands, drawing everyone's attention back to herself.
"That concludes Robin's evaluation segment. Next up..."
She blinked, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.
"Shouldn't we call Bai Yu-jun over?"
The air suddenly became quiet for a moment.