"Hmm! Sure enough, Rome's bathhouses are the best in the world!"
Recalling the white giant who had tried to destroy Rome and human civilization, Nero slowly stepped into the bath and then sighed.
Just with such a bathhouse, Roman civilization should not be destroyed.
"But even Your Majesty, your bathhouse will reach its limit in a few hundred years? It would be better to spend more time and energy on cleaning and maintenance in the future."
Animusfia said as she walked into the bath and sat down.
Speaking of which, when Nero suddenly awakened to some strange habit, Animusfia finally decided to call her "Your Majesty".
Calling her that way would make her even more excited——Nero said so himself.
Unknowingly, even his emperor became like Elizabeth. Isn't it his own problem?
It must be just a coincidence.
Animusfia comforted herself like this.
It’s normal for Nero, the most evil tyrant in history, to have some sadistic desires and pursue a sense of morality, right?
As for why all the women she met were like this, Animusfia decided to keep it in the dark for the time being.
He would never admit that this was his problem for at least ten years.
"hiss------"
The suddenly hot environment made him take a breath.
However, in the Roman baths filled with hot steam, even if you inhale, you can only inhale the hot air.
"Hey——, do you need to maintain it? Why do you need to do that?"
Nero was puzzled by Animusfia's suggestion. He did not sit directly in the bath like him, but just stepped on his feet in the bath. He sat on the steps at the edge of the bath and clicked. He asked while treading water.
Nero can understand the need for hygiene. Her bathhouse has just been built, so it has not accumulated too much filth.
But if you look at it on a hundred-year scale, this bathhouse will eventually become dirty over the years, so regular cleaning should indeed be a must.
But in terms of maintenance, what should be maintained?
Nero looked at the surrounding buildings and found no need to maintain the pile of bricks and wood.
As long as it doesn't collapse, it'll be fine, right?
"There are actually pipes under the floor and in the walls of this bathhouse that use steam and hot water for heating and insulation, right?"
Animusfia said while looking at the wooden floor behind Nero.
"Hmm, I really don't know the detailed structure...but if you, the Governor, say you love that, then it should be like that."
“If the floor over there is in disrepair and caves in when people walk over————”
Animusfia pointed at the ground not far from Nero and said.
In just a few words, Nero had already imagined the tragic situation of people falling into the ground and being submerged in steam and boiling water.
"Ouch————! Ouch——————!"
Nero shouted loudly in an attempt to drown out Animusfia's voice so that he could not hear his words.
"Why are you saying such terrible things! You idiot, shut up————! Shut up!"
Nero's good impression of the baths had been completely destroyed by Animusfia.
What if she doesn't dare to take a bath in the future?
In fact, Nero no longer wanted to step out of the bath.
In her eyes, the ground she had walked on casually in the past had turned into traps set by hunters in the dense forest.
"But in the records of later Rome, there were indeed people who fell like this."
"Did it really happen?"
"However, Your Majesty, there is no need to worry so much."
"Such an accident still happens in the bathhouse. How can you relax your mind? It's all your fault, you sycophant!"
Sitting on the steps, Nero stretched out his legs and kicked Animusfia's back in turn.
Animusfia would not admit that it was actually somewhat comfortable.
"That kind of accident happened hundreds of years later. At least there won't be such a problem in Your Majesty's bathhouse for the time being."
"Really?"
Nero looked at Animusfia suspiciously.
Sadly she stopped kicking herself with those delicate little feet.
"Governor? What's wrong with you?"
Seeing Animusfia falling into a state of worrying about gains and losses, Nero asked doubtfully.
"I'm fine, nothing's wrong, Your Majesty."
"Yeah."
He muttered to himself in a non-questioning manner, and after learning that his bathhouse would not collapse for the time being, Nero simply skipped the topic.
However, we will need to hire someone to repair the bathhouse in the future.
Enduring the hot water that was higher than his body temperature, Nero sat in the bath.
The burning stinging sensation coming from all sides of his skin made it difficult for Nero to adapt to it.
Even though he often spent time in the bathhouse, Nero still wasn't fully accustomed to the act of diving into hot water in an instant.
Although it will not cause any substantial damage, the discomfort is still very strong.
It’s too damaging to my delicate and beautiful skin!
Nero also complained to the slaves responsible for boiling water.
However, although Rome had various engineering miracles that would be unmatched by later generations in the Middle Ages, there was still no good way to deal with something as volatile and difficult to control as water temperature.
It is really difficult to control the temperature at a level where the human body does not feel slightly cold or slightly hot.
"Governor~~~"
However, only those who can take advantage of their own weaknesses and disadvantages can be regarded as an excellent and qualified emperor.
For example, like this——————
After hearing Nero's cry of pain, Animusfia turned around subconsciously, and was slightly surprised when Nero got into his arms.
"So hot."
Nero complained briefly.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I'm asking you to get used to it a little more."
Animusfia was stroking Nero's body while verbally comforting him.
Because Animusfia didn't want to have too much contact with other unrelated people, he took over the entire operation of the bathhouse with his magic power.
The bathhouse also became splendid according to Animusfia's impression of the Roman theater.
The interior is so brightly lit that one wonders if it is using 21st century appliances.
But even Animusfia couldn't do anything about the overheating of the water.
"Hmm, Yu also knows your difficulty. After all, this bathhouse can actually become so luxurious. This is the first time I know."
"Your Majesty, do you have any other experiences of visiting bathhouses at night?"
Animusfia said with some surprise.
"Hmm, there is yes... Last time when the disciples came together with Ma Xiu and the others, Yu also came later."
"Well, is this still happening? This is the first time someone has told me."
"Well……"
Nero recalled what happened in the bathhouse last time and shook his head with a blush.
"There's nothing to say anyway!"
"I guess so."
The topic was once again forcibly ended by Nero.
………….
"Governor, do you need to keep your eyes straight?"
With a hint of teasing, Nero teased Animusfia's gaze.
"Even though you have completely [succeeded], are you still so eager?"
Animusfia, who looked away after being reminded by Nero, could only blush slightly and remain silent.
"Want to see it?"
After all, he was caught doing it, and even if Animusfia wanted to do it, he couldn't do it now.
"Why do you have to look away?"
Nero lowered his eyes, put his hands around Animusfia's neck, and leaned on his back.
During this period of time, both she and Animusfia had tacitly refrained from mentioning the final restoration of the singularity, as if the unwillingness to accept the outcome would come early if they were mentioned.
Whether it was debauchery or addiction, both Animusfia and Nero avoided it.
In fact, he didn't hear Nero's last command spell at all, and the so-called command spell had little control over Animusfia.
Why return to Rome?
Apart from the appearance of the Holy Grail of the Ending, Cefalu and the pollution caused by his use of Pluto magic, Animusfia actually has a more personal reason.
A reason that cannot be stated in a dignified manner.
Nero frowned slightly as he looked at the skin as deep as the starry sky below Animusfia's neck.
She likes beautiful things, and Animus Fianna's skin, which is always buried under thick clothes, is definitely not beautiful.
Nero stretched out his slender index finger and gently ran it over Animusfia's back.
"Sorry... you won't like it."
"...Why do you want to change your body like this?"
"There are many reasons. This way, magic can be better amplified, and magic can be stored through the skin... My magic talent is actually not that good, but it also allows me to control my body faster..."
"It must have been painful at the time."
Faced with Nero's question, Animusfia was slightly stunned.
This is the first time someone has said this after seeing him like this.
"Ah, it hurts like hell."
How long will such happy times last?
How many hours? How many days, or how many months?
Or, the next moment.
