At 7 p.m., Makoto sat in the living room watching TV. The light in the bathroom was on, and the sound of running water continued.
Yukino was now standing under the showerhead. Her beautiful face was flushed a deep, inappropriate red.
Her eyes were shut, and she was breathing lightly.
Outside in the laundry basket, in addition to the clothes she had just taken off, there was now also a pair of soiled thigh-high stockings.
The mere thought of it made her angry.
The warm water flowing over her body should have felt pleasant and soothing, but the longer she stayed in the bathroom, the more the embarrassing images replayed in her mind.
She opened her eyes, first looking at her fair and delicate hands, then at her long, slender, well-proportioned legs.
"Pervert!"
The fact that she actually agreed to his excessive request infuriated her.
When she invited Makoto over, she had only mentally prepared herself for a kiss.
But in the end, even her clothes were gone!
After showering, she stepped out of the bathroom fully dressed.
Makoto turned his head at the sound, and the moment their eyes met, Yukino glared at him. "Still not had enough of staring?"
"Not even close," Makoto shook his head.
Yukino dared not continue that topic. She walked over and picked up the hairdryer, but Makoto's voice rang out, "Let me help you."
This time, she didn't refuse.
Sitting in front of the mirror, the hum of the dryer surrounded her. Her cheeks were still slightly flushed in the reflection, while he seriously helped dry her hair.
Maybe because he was too calm while she had been flustered for so long, Yukino couldn't help but jab, "Does doing perverted things really put you in such a good mood?"
"It's hard not to feel good," Makoto didn't even deny the "pervert" label this time.
Yukino pursed her lips, vowing not to wash cherries for him again.
But Makoto said, "Next month I'll bring some cherries over myself. Let's see if they taste better than today's."
Yukino's face turned red. Her tone turned cold: "I'm not eating any. Thanks."
"Then I'll feed you."
"..."
Yukino almost shot back with sarcasm: What are you planning to feed me with?
But luckily, she managed to swallow that retort.
She still remembered how her legs had gone weak just now, to the point she couldn't even stand—yet someone remained full of energy.
That guy's stamina and endurance were bottomless!
Yukino realized another one of his strengths.
She thought this must be a natural gift—boys generally have better physical ability than girls.
Plus, he could train inside a time loop. Yukino didn't feel like competing this time. After all, she was physically weak.
Just then, Makoto asked, "Do you have a workout plan?"
Yukino was instantly reminded of the earlier scene. Her tone turned awkward. "Why the sudden question?"
"Because your physical condition is seriously bad."
"…Thanks for the reminder. I'm more aware of that than you."
"How about I make a workout plan for you? As long as you stick to it, your fitness will definitely improve."
Yukino thought about it and finally agreed.
This could count as progress.
A good thing.
After drying her hair, they chatted a while in the living room before Makoto stood to leave.
Since she was in pajamas, Yukino only saw him to the door and didn't go downstairs.
That was her plan, but Makoto deliberately stood at the door and said,
"Don't come down. Even though your pajamas cover you up pretty well, you're so cute I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself again…"
Before he could finish, Yukino cut him off coldly: "Don't flatter yourself. I wasn't planning to go downstairs in the first place."
Makoto gave a casual "Oh," and turned to leave.
Yukino paused for a second, still recovering from the conversation, when Makoto suddenly stopped a few steps out, muttering to himself:
"No good. That attitude was too mean. I have to make her pay a bit more tuition."
Yukino panicked and quickly shut the door.
Outside, Makoto's faint sigh could still be heard: "What a pity… just a second too late."
Yukino chuckled softly and walked back inside in a much better mood.
She had just returned to the living room when she noticed an unread message on her phone.
She guessed it was from Makoto.
Sure enough, upon checking, he had sent her a picture.
It was of various types of real stockings.
Along with one line of text: Next time, I want to see you in this.
Next time?
Yukino didn't even bother replying.
But while absentmindedly watching the TV program, her gaze drifted to her own legs.
Elsewhere.
Makoto had just gotten home when the doorbell rang.
He remembered that Yukino had passed on a message from Mayu earlier, so he thought she and Hiratsuka Shizuka had returned from dinner.
But when he opened the door, he saw that it was Ichika standing there.
She beamed, "Surprise~"
Makoto glanced at the bag in her hand.
Ichika's smile turned suggestive: "It's my clothes. I had to work hard to deal with my sisters and sneak out."
Makoto got the message—she wanted to stay the night.
As soon as they entered the living room, she eagerly headed for the bedroom. As she walked, she turned back with a teasing tone, "I'm sleeping in your room tonight."
Makoto teased back, "Then you might not get any sleep."
Ichika blushed and raised her chin slightly: "We'll see who ends up winning."
"Great. I accept your challenge," Makoto replied, heading toward the bathroom.
In his mind, he imagined if his "little buddy" could talk, it would say: Son, you treat me so well—I'll follow you in the next life too.
As the bathroom door closed, Ichika's smile quickly faded, replaced by a suspicious look.
She had just caught another scent on Makoto.
This time she could confirm it 100%—it was the scent of Yukino's usual shampoo.
That woman really couldn't behave!
I let my guard down just a bit, and she made another move.
Ichika looked around and guessed Yukino must've just left recently. Otherwise, the scent on Makoto wouldn't be this strong.
It was overpowering Yukino's own fragrance!
She opened her bag, which held not only a beautiful nightdress but also a pair of black stockings she had "borrowed" from Miku.
She had no choice. After school today, she had gone straight to an audition and didn't have time to buy new ones.
So she borrowed Miku's black stockings while she wasn't paying attention.
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Nah nvm. So far only Mayu and Ichika.
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