Chapter 52: What to Do About a Period in the Beast World?

Chapter 52: Chapter 52: What to Do About a Period in the Beast World?

It even flowed onto Nantu’s fishtail.

She swore she hadn’t done it on purpose.

Who would have known... everything just happened to line up so perfectly.

But more than the immediate embarrassment, Su Luoluo was stressing about the arrival of her period.

What was she supposed to do about her period in this Beast World?

There were no sanitary pads, let alone menstrual cups.

She was practically free-bleeding.

On the verge of a breakdown, she called out to the System.

"System, System, I need your help! I got my period, can you give me some sanitary products?"

"Host, please remain calm. Analysis indicates this is an excellent opportunity to get closer to the target. Therefore, the System will temporarily withhold support."

Su Luoluo: "..."

She was about to bleed out, and this was a ’good opportunity’?

What kind of useless system was this? When she actually needed it, it was completely unreliable.

Weren’t other systems supposed to be like Doraemon’s pocket, able to produce anything you could want?

How come hers gave her nothing when she needed it? What was the point of even having it?

However, Su Luoluo only dared to make these complaints silently in her heart.

’If this useless system found out, I’d be kicked out of the game, and my life would be forfeit.’

Su Luoluo closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down. ’Calm down, calm down. Su Luoluo, you need to calm down.’

’You survived the harsh Post-apocalypse, what’s a little thing like this?’

SOB, ’but this really is a big deal!’

Su Luoluo was freaking out inside. ’I can’t just let it flow freely, can I?!’

Just imagining the scene—her in a Beast Skin Skirt, with red blood trickling down her thighs, the air tinged with the scent of iron...

Su Luoluo felt herself about to fall apart.

’What’s the difference between that and running around naked?’

’I wonder how the other females in this Beast World deal with this?’

She wanted to ask, but where was she going to get the chance right now?

Su Luoluo wracked her brain, and suddenly recalled reading in an old book back in the Post-apocalypse that ancient people used something like a menstrual sash.

’Maybe I can use that as a substitute for a pad?’

’But I don’t have any cloth, do I?’

’No cotton is an easy problem to solve. I can use some plant ash as a temporary substitute.’

Su Luoluo thought it over and over. It seemed her only option was to sew something out of beast skin.

At this thought, she let out a long sigh of relief.

At least she had finally found a solution.

But, while she’d come up with a plan, how to get out of her current predicament was another problem entirely.

Nantu stared at the dark red stain on his tail, frozen in place for a long moment, unsure how to handle it.

This stuff... the smell was just a little too strong.

It wasn’t just the scent of iron; there was another, unique odor.

The smell had a way of making one’s blood stir.

Nantu suspected Su Luoluo was up to her old tricks again, trying to make him lose his composure.

But he had, in fact, only just discovered this hot spring today.

And Su Luoluo had been in it before he arrived.

Unless she had the ability to predict the future or had calculated that he would come here and gotten into the hot spring first, the possibility of her luring him here intentionally was low.

Another reason he was frozen was the possibility that the scent meant Su Luoluo was in heat.

He had heard that some females emitted a special scent when they had their period, and that this time could also be their mating season.

At this thought, he couldn’t help but glance at Su Luoluo.

’She... couldn’t actually be in heat, could she?!’

Su Luoluo’s mind was racing, focused entirely on how to escape this awkward dilemma.

’Should I just swim to the shore and put on my underwear?’

’Just let the blood flow, and once I’ve made the menstrual sash, I can change into it?’

’But Nantu is standing right in front of me!’

’I can’t just parade around bare-assed in front of him, can I?!’

’And even more cringe-worthy than being bare-assed is the fact that I’m also bleeding.’

’A bare ass plus fresh blood... The combination of those two images is just unbelievably mortifying.’

Su Luoluo quickly shook her head. ’What am I even thinking?!’

’It’s better to just let Nantu leave first.’

’If I get out after he’s gone, it’ll be a little more dignified, by comparison.’

’Except, his tail...’

As Su Luoluo was thinking about how to handle the situation, she found herself staring blankly at his fishtail.

In that instant, her eyes met Nantu’s.

Nantu had been skeptical, but seeing Su Luoluo staring intently at his fishtail, he immediately pulled it aside.

’So it really is true.’

’Why else would she be staring at my fishtail?’

’That’s the most beautiful part of a member of the Fish Clan.’

Seeing Nantu swish his tail, an idea sparked in Su Luoluo’s eyes. "Nantu, I’m so sorry for getting your tail dirty. Here, let me wash it for you!"

Hearing this, Nantu’s expression turned cold. ’So she really was thinking something like that!’

He flicked his tail rapidly, washing away the bloodstain. Then, the fishtail transformed into a pair of long, fair legs, and he began to swim toward the shore.

He was leaving without her even having to ask. Su Luoluo felt a wave of relief.

’Great. Once he’s far enough away, I can get up, and then...’

Su Luoluo was plotting in her head when, in the next moment, the bleeding suddenly became a torrent...

’Wait, with this kind of deluge, how am I supposed to get out of the water?’

’How am I supposed to nonchalantly walk back to the tribe, go to my hut, and grab a Beast Skin Skirt...’

’The moment I move, my legs will be drenched in blood.’

Su Luoluo felt like she had the worst luck in the world.

Thinking it over, staying here was the safest option.

’Anyway, I’ve already embarrassed myself in front of Nantu. What’s one more time?’

With this in mind, Su Luoluo called out to the retreating figure, "Nantu, could you do me a favor and go to my hut to get two of my Beast Skin Skirts?"

Nantu’s forward-moving legs stopped. An incredulous expression appeared on his cool face. ’On what grounds?’

Su Luoluo really didn’t want to trouble him; she knew Nantu despised her.

But what choice did she have? There was no other way.

Steeling herself, Su Luoluo licked her lips and said in a small voice, "I need more Beast Skin Skirts... I have to trouble you."

The "cloth" for the menstrual sash could only be made, for now, by using the beast skin from a Beast Skin Skirt. Su Luoluo planned to quickly fashion it here, near the hot spring.

When she finished speaking, Nantu didn’t answer.

The atmosphere grew silent.

Su Luoluo knew she was putting him in a difficult position, but there was nothing to be done.

Seeing Nantu remain silent, she bit her lip and said ruthlessly, "You wouldn’t want to hear news of your own female wandering around the tribe bleeding during her period, would you? That would be pretty humiliating, right?"

At her words, Nantu’s face darkened.

It wasn’t beyond Su Luoluo to do something like that. If word of this got back to that place, his reputation...

At this thought, Nantu’s face was grim as he said coldly, "Wait for me here!"

Su Luoluo hadn’t expected Nantu to actually agree.

She quickly pressed her advantage, adding, "Remember to grab the two on the left. Oh, right, bring the Bone Needle and Fish Intestine Thread, too."

With those two things, she could sew the menstrual sash.

Nantu’s face grew darker and darker, but in the end, he left without another word.