"So...what was your assignment?"     

"Oh, carry me." Lisa said simply, as if it were obvious.     

"...Ehm...I don't mind carrying you, but what's the point? Are you just that lazy? Can't you just walk up there, or teleport or something?"     

"How rude...bad language. Respect your teacher a bit more. The staircase is too narrow for my teleportation magic to work. I can only teleport a few meters, and in the worst-case scenario, I could plummet. Nevertheless, if you carry me, I will reward you handsomely. What do you think?"     

"…..."     

Yomite glanced at her and then thought about it, before sighing in resignation, "Sure. Let's do it then. It's not like it matters."     

He approached Lisa, who smiled gently at him.     

"Now, hold tight."     

Lisa flung her arms around Yomite's neck as soon as he finished speaking, and he hoisted her onto his back like a sack of potatoes with his hands under her knees. Once she was secure, Lisa touched the back of his neck with her fingernail, indicating for him to start walking.     

Consequently, he began to slowly climb the stairs. She was the second person he carried today, and she was a lot heavier than Hu Tao...In a good sense, though.     

He couldn't help but notice her ample cleavage pressing against his back and gulped.     

Thankfully, it made sense; he was currently carrying a woman who was quite voluptuos for an average woman, and her breasts were quite distracting. Still, he found it hard to ignore how they fit perfectly against his back, how they seemed as if they were molded perfect to his frame.     

Her smell was nice too—not just sweetly feminine or mature, but also refreshingly youthful.     

That was weird considering she said she took a shower once a week, but it was interesting because so far, all women he met in this world, had smelled so pleasant he was almost unable to resist them, regardless of whether it was natural or synthetic. He wondered if that was a norm for every woman.     

It was as if those enticing smells were embedded into their skin by some magic.     

Either way, the reason why she hated taking a shower was most likely due to the fact that she didn't feel like she needed it, as she felt refreshed even without one.     

Or, was she simply lazy as always? Who knew.     

"Ooh...this feels rather nice..." Lisa murmured, "I could picture myself falling asleep in this position." She giggled, closing her eyes.     

"Welp…at least you're comfortable."     

Barbara was observing them from behind, unable to keep her envy from showing on her face.     

"...?! Not again!" She was shocked by the sight of Lisa clinging to Yomite from behind and immediately turned to Lumine. "Lumine, I know what you're thinking! I've seen you staring at him from afar too!"     

"W-W-Wait! Don't say that out loud!" Lumine stuttered, her face started to turn beet red.     

"Why?" Barbara questioned her. "Isn't that the truth? Aren't you his lover now? You should be more selfish...like me! You should try to be closer to him and cling to him whenever you can! "     

"...Barbara..stop it."     

Lumine's voice was quiet but it was firm. Her words instantly silenced Barbara, leaving her speechless.     

*Sigh*     

"...Right, of course. Sorry." Barbara apologized, turning back to watch Yomite continue climbing the stairs,     

"I'm jealous. I'm just jealous! It's fine!" She huffed, her face red.     

"Paimon doesn't see what's there to be jealous about? Paimon frequently takes naps on the traveler's shoulder. Maybe the traveler should carry you as well if Bad Tattoo doesn't want to? It's quite relaxing Paimon would say."     

Barbara's cheeks turned crimson. "Don't joke about that! Wouldn't it feel weird if Lumine carried me...? Besides, she would have trouble climbing the stairs with me being on her back." She pointed out, trying to avoid the topic.     

In the meantime, Iris and Fischl were staring at the staircase with despair written all over their faces.     

"Ugh...So much movement...I want to lay down..." Iris groaned, leaning against Fischl's back.     

Iris' massive frame almost flattened Fischl into a pancake, forcing her to groan as she looked back at Iris.     

"You!! Deine huge boobs art crushing this Prinzessin! Kindly get off!"     

Fischl attempted to push Iris off her back, but Iris simply leaned closer to her and tightened her grip.     

"Ahh! This Prinzessin can't breathe! Help me!"     

"Hmm...so noisy..." Iris mumbled.     

***     

As Yomite walked, he suddenly felt like he forgot about something important, but he couldn't remember what it was for a while.     

He eventually recalled a certain woman, fallen on the staircase below them, and he felt bad about it, but at the same time didn't feel like going back down for her.     

"Ehm...Teacher? What about Rosaria? Isn't she still laying down there? Should we come back for her? She's not a bad person, just angry."     

*Snore*     

He didn't however, get a response from Lisa.     

"Uh...Lisa...?"     

Once more, there was no reply. Instead, he heard a soft snoring sound from behind him.     

He turned around to find Lisa lying on her side on top of him, sleeping peacefully.     

"...She's really sleeping like this..." Yomite whispered, feeling somewhat impressed.     

Was she truly that exhausted after a couple hours of walking? The travel hadn't been that long, and he doubted that it had been that strenuous, so she shouldn't have been this fatigued...     

Her breasts were slightly rising and falling with each breath, itching his back, but he refrained from scratching it because he knew it would be rude to wake her.     

'She has such big boobs...' Enjoying the sensation of their weight against his back, he thought to himself, 'They feel so...warm. It's a complete turnaround compared to Hu Tao or Fischl. Small breasts are nice too, but big ones are in their own league...A reward...huh.'     

As Lisa was in an intimate position with him, he felt a bit guilty about his thoughts, but it was difficult not to consider her bust size when it was pressing against his back so often, especially since he considered himself to be lecherous by nature. However, he was also a gentleman, so he resisted his desires.     

'I really am a pervert though, no denying that.' Yomite chuckled inwardly, as he continued to stare at the stairs that were getting higher and higher.     

There was nothing to be ashamed of.     

He figured that most men would be elated if a woman like Lisa fell asleep on top of them right now and decided to focus on getting to the top of the spiral stairs.