Reincarnated Devil's Strongest Hero Training Plan ~The baby he picked up has grown up so well that his father is confused~ - Chapter 43

Reincarnated Devil’s Strongest Hero Training Plan ~The baby he picked up has grown up so well that his father is confused~

Chapter 43   Ultimate Bath Mode, Spopopopoon!

Three days after picking up the collapsed figure, in the central region of the Eastern Continent.

In the midst of the untamed wilderness where all sorts of supernatural beings beyond human comprehension congregate, where legendary dragon kings and mythical monsters lurk, the red-haired prince, who had slain one of the relatively powerful attribute dragons in the area, was basking in the ecstasy of being showered in a fountain-like spray of dragon blood gushing from the decapitated neck he had just dispatched.

“Bwahahaha! Bathing in the blood of monsters is always so delightful… The magical essence contained in this blood, the souls exposed through death, they all become nourishment for me!”

Despite coming from different worlds, he, too, being a demon of the demon realm, shares similar characteristics with me, a demon of hell.

Therefore, by devouring the magical power and souls of powerful creatures, he can use them as energy for his own growth.

This is not a matter of good or evil for Hades himself, but rather a structural issue as a living being.

It’s the typical survival of the fittest for demons and creatures of the demon realm, a pure struggle for survival.

In a sense, it could be considered the law of nature.

However…

“Whoa, hey, cut it out, Hades! You’re gonna get your clothes dirty. Do you know who’s gonna have to wash those blood-stained clothes? It’s gonna be Elsa-mama, you know? Do you have any idea how terrifying Elsa can be? Nah, I bet you don’t. Ahh, Hades, you’re a goner. This is totally over now.”

Yeah, unlike in hell or the demon realm, this is the human world.

In the human world, there are human rules and different values.

What might be praised in the demon realm could easily be seen as nothing more than a foolish act of soiling the clothes of a low-ranking demon like myself, from Elsa-mama’s perspective, who has to wash them.

Honestly, it was quite a hassle.

But for Hades, who probably didn’t expect to be scolded, my words must have been nothing short of shocking.

He looked bewildered, completely clueless as to why he was being reprimanded, blinking his eyes in confusion.

“It’s no good, Hades-kun. We know you’re strong, but if you keep fighting like that and bathing in blood, it’s gonna be a pain to clean up. Dad always taught me that avoiding getting splattered with blood as much as possible is a sign of being top-notch. I’ll show you an example later, okay?”

“Huh? N-No, I…”

That’s right, that’s right, tell him more, Ars.

Teach this prince, who doesn’t seem to understand the concept of “When in Rome, do as the Romans do,” a lesson in reality.

That’s what I thought, but why does he seem so down?

Why is he so flustered?

It’s not so much that he’s afraid of being disliked by Ars, but rather, could it be that he’s not used to being scolded?

Well, he is a prince after all.

There might be some truth to that, but still, his agitation is remarkable.

I’ve never met a demon lord in this world, but seeing him so flustered makes me worry if his education is going well.

Maybe I went a bit too far with my words.

But fretting about it won’t change anything.

Let’s change the subject, shall we?

“In fact, since blood splatter smells bad, why don’t you take a bath first? Come on, let’s all take a dip together.”

“That’s a good idea, Dad. It’s already the third day since we started training here, and I’ve been starting to feel dirty.”

Hmm, if that’s decided, let’s head straight to the bath.

And after three days of training, I’ve confirmed Ars’s abilities sufficiently.

Returning to the castle after the bath could also be an option.

It’s about time for me to start feeling irritated from not being able to see Elsa and from the loneliness of not being able to see my son, Ars.

This is probably the right time to wrap up the outdoor training.

So, I create a stone bath with magic in a nearby plaza and start filling it with hot water with another spell.

Even though we’ll have a satisfying bath once we return to the castle, it’s important to at least tidy up before entering the room, or it will get dirty.

That’s just basic manners.

“Come on, hurry up and strip, Hades. The kids get to bathe first. Besides, Ars is already butt naked. This is the ultimate bath mode, the Spo-popopo-po-on mode!”

“Spo-popopo-po-on!”

“Haha! My son’s got such great spirit! Spo-popopo-po-on!”

With a ridiculous chant, I shower Ars, who has scattered his clothes all over the makeshift changing area, with a warm water shower created by a combination of water and fire magic.

Hmm, I don’t have any soap, but with warm water alone, it’s enough to wash off the dirt.

“Hey, Hades, come on, get in already. The water’s getting cold!”

“Oh, uh, the bath… Huh? Spopopopoon?”

“That’s right, Spopopopoon.”

What on earth is Hades up to?

Even though my son is taking a shower, there’s no sign of him joining in.

Could it be that he’s hesitating to join the bath because he’s an outsider?

For a royal prince, he sure is awfully polite.

At first, I had that impression, but it quickly became clear that it was a misunderstanding.

“W-What are you showing me, Ars?! Put that away, you idiot! You’re parading it around shamelessly in public! Isn’t that indecent!?”

“Huh?”

Hades, with a face as red as a tomato, shouted desperately while covering his face with his hands, staring at Ars crotch.

What’s with you freaking out like a maiden over something like this between guys?

And you’re pretending to cover your face with your hands, but you’re blatantly observing through the gaps between your fingers!

What the heck is this guy doing!?

No matter how much he wants to get Ars attention, he shouldn’t resort to such nonsensical jokes!

Despite thinking that, Hades performance strangely exudes power, and it doesn’t seem like he’s doing this as a joke.

In fact, he seems to be gradually losing it, with blood rushing to his head and his eyes spinning.

He’s on the verge of passing out already.

Could it be…?

“Wow… Ars abs are amazing… They’re so rock-solid…”

“Dad, something seems off with Hades-kun. Is he sick?”

Hold on, let’s refrain from treating him as if he’s sick, out of pity.

This is probably, you know, that.

There’s no mistaking it.

“Yeah. Let’s just pretend we didn’t see that, Ars. Hades must be exhausted from surviving on his own for such a long time. Let’s leave him alone.”

“Oh, right! That’s true! Hades-kun is amazing for surviving on his own for two whole years like this.”

Yeah, it’s definitely that, no doubt about it.

I can tell without even using Devil Eyes.

… You’re not a girl, but you’re not quite a boy either, are you?

Ugh…

Ah, he fainted, with a nosebleed.