Cursed Bathroom の小説・ストーリー

They continued on to the bathroom, where the promise of a refreshing shower awaited them. They entered Efrain's luxurious bathroom, a showcase of refined taste and luxury. The walls were adorned with sleek, dark marble, complemented by touches of brushed gold and chrome. In one corner, a spacious, glass-enclosed shower stood, boasting multiple showerheads and a built-in bench for maximum comfort.

Wrappers, broken chairs, dusty clothes, and muddy footprints made the place look completely abandoned. Then… a horrible smell slammed into me. "Ugh!" I pinched my nose immediately. "What is that smell?" Kael walked in behind me. "It should be coming from the bathroom." He pointed toward the closed door. "I heard the previous occupants used it without cleaning anything before they left." My wolf pleaded. ‘Leave this cursed room’ I stared at the filthy bathroom door… then around the disgusting room. I'd rather spend one night in this disaster… than sleep beside him.

The bathroom was ridiculously huge. It was a plainly painted white room, with tiny patches of gold at strategic locations. Steam curled lazily in the air. Lavender scented candles flickered at the four corners of the room. And sitting right in the center was a large tub already filled with warm, foamy water, bubbles stacked high like clouds. Of course the system would do something like this. I bet it is some kind of a trap, aimed at making players miss their deadline. I sank into the bath with a sigh so deep it felt like my soul was leaving my body.

"There's this dangerous pull whenever you're close to me. No matter how much I try, I can't resist you." "Then stop trying." He got off the bed, still holding her, and moved towards the door in the corner of the room, beside the spot where his kinky toys were. He pushed the door open and stepped into the gigantic bathroom. A bath tub made of pure gold sat in the middle, its surface gleaming brightly. At the end of the bathroom was a shower head installed into the wall. Half of the walls were lined with mirrors, with several cabinets fastened on the other side.

she exclaimed with exaggerated disgust as she lost her footing and slid a little on the bathroom floor. The bathroom was as expansive as a small lake, a common feature in the mansion, where all three bathrooms boasted bathtubs. This meant that Ma’am Veronica had plenty of space to slide without colliding with anything, particularly the toilet bowl." “You gold digger! You’ll be sorry!” he spat out, her voice dripping with exaggerated disdain. “This is so disgusting! Huhuhu… its so yuck and dirty!” I wasted no time in fleeing the bathroom, darting towards the staircase."

I'm at the supermarket when an old woman I don't know suddenly grips my hand tightly. I instinctively shield my baby bump, but she says, "Someone has placed a swap spell on you. The dead baby is about to be transferred to your body soon." I think she's a liar, but she says, "Hurry up and try to make yourself vomit. You should try to throw up as much of that fish you just ate as you can."

I pushed it open, revealing a hidden corridor that led to the bathroom. Soft, muted light bathed the walls. Ornate vases with exotic flowers infused the air with a subtle, intoxicating scent. Framed artwork depicted serene landscapes, and textured wallpaper added depth and warmth. The bathroom itself was breathtaking. Marble floors stretched endlessly, smooth and cool beneath my feet. A luxurious bathtub rested on a raised platform, surrounded by cascading silk curtains. A glass-enclosed shower gleamed beside it, designed to mimic a gentle rainforest cascade. Twin sinks sat beneath ornate mirrors, golden faucets glinting in the soft light.

“You can have all of them if you wish, Mr billionaire,” Laura Emerson commented, “you are disgusting, Kenny. You know very well Luke is not into these kinds of.....” she was abruptly interrupted by Kenny, "Don’t worry, I have treats for you too, look behind you," Laura was reluctant to look, but out of curiosity, he took a sneak peek and notice two muscular men scantily dressed with oily, shiny skin. Laura diverted her gaze sharply and uttered “eeww,” under her breath.

He teased me. "Bastard!" I cursed and ran into the bathroom. . . . ......