I was transported from Lobotomy Corporation to another world.

Noelle exclaimed in surprise, "Huh?", then glanced at Reid beside her.

Reed felt the gaze and turned to look at Noelle. Seeing Reed turn to look at her, Noelle looked away shyly.

Noelle was too ashamed and unsure how to broach the subject of this strange question.

Reed is a typical blockhead; in this situation, if Noelle doesn't speak first, Reed simply won't know what to say.

The two remained silent, entering an awkward and speechless atmosphere.

The coachman, lying beside the carriage with his face hidden by a straw hat, urged them a couple of times before falling silent.

Hearing the coachman's urging, Noelle and the other man stammered, feeling flustered and ashamed.

Noelle was shy, and the pressure from strangers made her even more unsure how to begin.

The thick-skinned Red completely ignored the driver's urging, engrossed in listening to the birdsong and disregarding the driver's voice.

Watching the birds fly away, Reed looked down at Noelle, who was hugging herself and fidgeting, unsure of how to start a conversation.

Seeing Noelle's predicament, Reid felt it was best to speak first.

Reed's mind worked for a full two seconds! He successfully arrived at the answer and immediately blurted it out!

"Noelle, stand there. I'm going to take your clothes off."

Noelle? >????<? ! "You...! [whispering] There are outsiders here, don't say it so bluntly."

The coachman, his face covered by a straw hat, merely raised an eyebrow, then yawned softly and went to sleep…

The two walked behind a tree in the distance, and Reed spoke again, "Are you taking it off or not?"

Noelle pouted and clutched her chest, staring wide-eyed at Reid. "It's really weird that you're saying this so seriously and directly! And... are you ordering me around?!"

Reed shrugged. "Because you only have one hand, taking a very, very long time to shower..."

"If you take it off yourself, you can imagine how slow it will be. The cool breeze blowing in here will make you catch a cold, and I don't want to buy you medicine."

Noelle rubbed her legs together shyly and said, "But I'm shy... Only my mother has ever helped me take off my clothes before."

"Now, being undressed and bathed by someone like that..." Noelle's voice trailed off, her face flushed as she huddled against the tree like a quail.

Reed said, "Actually, it's fine if we don't wash. If the coachman doesn't agree, I can threaten him to take us away by force."

Noelle considered Reid's suggestion for a moment, then decisively shook her head. "The coachman didn't do anything wrong, so let's not do this..."

With her face flushed, Noelle, still processing the chaotic thoughts, blurted out, "Reed, help me take off my upper body clothes, I'll take off my lower body myself..."

After Noelle finished speaking, she turned her head to look at the ground, blushing as she opened her arms.

Noelle was too shy to open her arms wide enough, so Reed reached out and grabbed her arms, lifting them up.

Noelle's heart pounded wildly at Reed's sudden movement. Her mind raced with wild thoughts: Would Reed touch her? Or perhaps tease her...?

Noelle knew that none of these things were something Reid could possibly do!

But in this state of mind, with everything in a jumble, it's really hard not to have all sorts of wild thoughts.

Besides, fifteen is the perfect age for curiosity about these things! The strange plots that appeared in those erotic novels she used to secretly read at night quickly flooded Noelle's mind.

Reed was fumbling with his hands to untie the ropes binding Noelle's upper body, thinking to himself: Rich people's clothes are so damn hard to take off!

What Noelle felt was Reed's two hands touching her body.

Just now, Reed's finger accidentally brushed against Noelle's back, and Noelle blushed and trembled, her eyes tightly closed, looking completely helpless.

The sound of silk fabric rubbing against each other as clothes were removed reached Noelle's ears, making them feel slightly hot.

Noelle clearly felt the cold; the cold wind brushed against her skin, and Noelle let out a groan and shivered.

Noelle's skin is very fair and beautiful, the classic skin color of a noble lady who has never done any heavy work.

However, his skin bore obvious scars of varying sizes, proof of his vengeful adventure with Red.

These scars, though stark and even startling in some ways, now bear no proof of Noelle's growth.

She was no longer just a pampered noblewoman enjoying life at home; the scars on her body testified to a girl's adventures.

Reid glanced at Noelle's body, noting the large and small scars; the total number was actually 7.

These scars weren't many for Reid, because a newly debuted ninth-tier finisher wanted to advance to an eighth-tier finisher.

Most people who advance to the eighth rank will have more than ten additional wounds on their bodies, simply because they have advanced from the lowest level to a very low level...

They would often end up with more than ten wounds, but for most city dwellers, this was just a common occurrence.

But Noelle was a noblewoman, or at least she used to be a noblewoman who stayed at home.

The noble lady, who couldn't even hold a knife properly, had seven scars of varying sizes on her body; it must have been a real hardship for her…

After a few moments of internal reflection, Reed put the clothes aside, turned his head away, and said, "Alright..."

After Reed finished speaking, Noelle opened her eyes and looked at herself, who was shirtless.

As Reed casually removed her vital undergarments, Noelle's heart raced, and she hummed softly.

Noelle forgot to remind Reed not to unhook his bra! He still got seen!

But soon, a gust of cold wind made Noelle's wandering mind tremble.

After Noelle had Reid walk away, she quickly took off her lower garments.

She then stepped into the warm tub of water, the width of which was just enough for Noelle to sit in.

The water, which was originally cold, was now at the perfect temperature thanks to a hot stone placed there by the driver.

Noelle rested her chin on the edge of the barrel, closing her eyes to enjoy the hard-won warmth.

Noelle had originally planned to soak for a longer time, but after seeing the once clear water turn into a strange-smelling green, she changed her mind...

Noelle stepped out of the wooden tub, her wet body quickly being swept away by the cold wind…

She instinctively reached for the clothes lying to the side, but quickly remembered the driver's words.

All clothes, including body clothes, need to be washed, which means...

Realizing this, Noelle withdrew her hand, and, unable to bear the cold any longer, jumped back into the barrel.

Noelle knew her situation was somewhat awkward; the dress needed to be washed.

If you wear soaking wet clothes, the cold wind blowing against you will cause a mild cold... or even a fever of 40 degrees Celsius!

In her confused state, Noelle had already imagined Reed carrying her, wrapped in a coat and naked, back to their rented apartment.

Noelle pushed those unhealthy thoughts out of her head and turned to Reed for help.

Upon hearing this, Reed removed the thin layer of armor from behind the tree.

She took off the suit jacket underneath, temporarily revealing various exaggerated wounds that covered almost every inch of her skin.

Reed quickly put the thin protective armor back on, cleaning away any remaining toxins in the process.

Reed emerged from behind the tree and headed towards Noelle.

Noelle's face flushed bright red again as she cautiously peered out of the water, looking at Reid.

Reed placed the suit jacket beside him. "This is my suit; you can wear it for now."

After saying that, Reed easily carried the bucket back behind the tree with one hand...