After the massage, Shuichi was too lazy to head back to his own place. He crashed right there, and even the cleanup was handled by Fumika-san.
Fumika, exhausted herself, didn’t have the energy to move. She knew she should wake him and send him back, but after calling out twice and nudging him without success, she gave up.
After all, since her sister had caught them yesterday, she’d loosened up a bit—or maybe just thrown caution to the wind.
It was her own sister, so whatever embarrassnt ca, so be it.
Fumika lay in the middle, cuddling her man, and drifted into a deep sleep.
The two of them slept contentedly, while Sayuki seethed, itching with frustration. How was anyone supposed to sleep with this going on? Bastards!
And her sister was no saint either!
*
The next day, Shuichi woke early. After the workout and a nap last night, plus another sleep in the early hours, he was up much sooner than usual.
Opening his eyes, he found himself nestled in a soft embrace, and it clicked. No wonder last night’s familiar Sumida River dream felt so vivid.
It was a 5D experience.
Beyond the three dinsions, it included touch and scent.
Shuichi gently rolled over, careful not to wake Fumika—she’d worked hard last night, after all.
Getting out of bed, he glanced at the other side and saw the blanket empty. Sayuki was long gone.
Thinking about how he’d kept her awake last night, Shuichi smirked mischievously. Let’s see how long that cool older sister could hold out.
Hearing noises from the bathroom, he padded barefoot across the carpet and followed the sound. He gently turned the doorknob and cracked the door open.
Through the narrow gap, he glimpsed a figure on the toilet.
Sayuki had just finished a quick trip, muttering curses about the little punk under her breath, her dark circles evident. The bathroom door suddenly swung open, startling her. She hurriedly pressed the smart toilet’s flush button and covered herself.
"Nee-san?" She ventured.
"Nope, Fumika-san’s still sleeping," Shuichi’s familiar voice answered as he slipped inside, closing the door behind him.
"Are you insane? I’m on the toilet—what are you doing in here?" Sayuki snapped.
"Oh, Sayuki-san done already?" Shuichi’s gaze road with bad intentions, then he suddenly grabbed the smart toilet’s remote from the wall.
"What are you up to?" Sayuki’s gut scread trouble. This kid was always pulling bold stunts. "Think carefully—if you ss around..."
"If I ss around, Sayuki-san’ll make pay double?" Shuichi blinked. "No problem. Honestly... getting roughed up by Sayuki-san feels kinda nice."
Sayuki glared, sensing danger. Her toned thighs instinctively pressed together. "Put it down. I’m getting mad."
"Why’s Sayuki-san mad? I’m just trying to help." Shuichi feigned innocence, studying the toilet remote.
Sayuki’s eyelids twitched. She knew what he was planning, but standing up now risked getting splashed.
And...
As much as she hated to admit it, part of her was secretly curious.
"This one, right?" Shuichi watched her expression, ignoring her glaring eyes, and decisively pressed the wash button.
Sayuki’s body jolted, but she clenched her teeth, refusing to make a sound.
"Oh, right, does Sayuki-san need the general rinse? That was just..." Shuichi asked casually, like it was no big deal.
Sayuki wanted to bite him. "No need. It was just... a quick one. Get out. If Nee-san wakes up and finds us in here, we’re screwed."
"Huh? Screwed how? We’re not doing anything weird. Besides, Fumika-san was wiped out last night—she’ll probably sleep in, right? You’d know better than ."
Without waiting for a reply, Shuichi pressed the general rinse button, followed by the massage function.
This was the salon’s turf, after all—even the smart toilet’s massage wasn’t ordinary.
It only had an 80% buff, but Sayuki couldn’t hold back a muffled grunt.
Shuichi watched her reaction with interest, hitting the rinse button again. The cycle could be repeated—clever design.
She’d barely slept last night, plagued by weird dreams, and now he was stirring her up again...
Sayuki finally snapped. She yanked him over.
Ti for so punishnt.
Shuichi felt a sudden chill on his thighs, then his eyes widened.
That familiar height difference, oh...
A limited-ti return to the gym storage room vibe.
Shuichi patted Sayuki’s head, earning an annoyed huff. Then he hit the rinse and massage buttons again.
"Mmm..."
Another muffled grunt, and the hand gripping his butt tightened fiercely.
Her grip was so strong it made him suck in a breath.
*
"Fumika-san, ti to get up. The sun’s hitting your butt," Shuichi said, nudging the sleeping Fumika until she finally stirred.
"Sayuki, what ti is it...?"
Fumika rubbed her sleepy eyes, stretching languidly. Her exaggerated curves stood out even more, accompanied by a string of heart-tugging moans.
"Huh? Chiba-kun? I thought it was Sayuki... wait, where’s Sayuki?" As she woke a bit more, last night’s events ca rushing back.
"Sayuki-san’s already at the gym next door prepping. Said she’ll grab food from the ran shop for you later."
Shuichi sat on the bed, stroking her endlessly fascinating plush thighs. Since she’d kicked off the blanket in the night, they were cool to the touch, incredibly pleasant.
Fumika squird as her thighs tickled under his touch but let him continue, though she blushed. "Sayuki... did she say anything?"
"Nope, nothing," Shuichi said, thinking to himself that while the morning had been eventful, Sayuki hadn’t had ti to say much.
Mostly just... mmm, ugh, ahh—perfunctory noises, really!
"Oh..." Fumika still felt uneasy. Last night’s exhausted decision to let Chiba-kun stay felt too reckless.
Would Sayuki be mad?
Would she feel ignored and move out in a huff?
"I’m heading back before anyone spots . See you tonight, Fumika-san." Shuichi leaned down and kissed her cheek softly.
Fumika’s worries lted away, her eyes practically dripping with sweetness. "Mmm, see you tonight, Chiba-kun."
Leaving the salon, Shuichi looked at the street slowly coming to life, his gaze landing on the flower shop.
Maybe he should go and explain yesterday’s absence to Kitagawa-san in person.
But as he took a step, a figure darted out from the ran shop, blocking his path.
The pervert president, Tsuki, tilted her head, sniffed him, and her eyes lit up like she’d confird sothing. "No wonder I didn’t see you this morning. The deviant young master didn’t co ho last night. When will I get to formally et the lady of the house?"
Tsuki glanced back at the salon, lost in thought.
Shuichi sneakily swatted her butt. "Stop poking around. You’ll know what you need to know when the ti cos."
"Mmm..." Tsuki wiggled her hips. "As the little maid, serving the young mistress is part of my duties. I wonder if she’d enjoy scolding a naughty maid..."
Shuichi was done. This girl’s kinks were beyond saving.
With Sumire, she loved playing the accomplice, helping the wicked young master corrupt the teacher.
Now she was fantasizing about being punished as a shaless maid seducing the young master...
"Enough chatter. I’m going to wash up, then eat." After a busy night, Shuichi was starving.
But after a few steps, his gait was awkward—his butt still stung. Sayuki’s grip was just too much.
*
After breakfast, An latched onto Shuichi, sprawling across his lap, looking up with her little face like a puppy, practically wagging her tail.
Her aning was clear: Champion Ran ti.
"So impatient? You just ate breakfast," Shuichi teased, pinching her chubby cheeks and kneading them.
"It’s so far to Shibuya! By the ti we get there, I’ll be hungry. Plus, Champion Ran’s limited to sixty bowls a day. If we’re late, we’ll miss out!" An argued confidently.
"Traitor An! My ran’s way better!" Akiyama-san huffed.
"Going early’s fine. I’ve been wanting to hit Ueno Zoo to see the pandas, and it’s been a while since I’ve gone shopping. Let’s do it all in one day," Shuichi said, ruffling the silly girl’s hair.
"PANDAS!!!" An’s eyes went wide, sparkling with uncontainable excitent.
Tsuki perked up too. Shopping, food, the zoo... plenty of fun possibilities, right?
Like, say, a changing room. Sounds pretty spicy.
"I’m coming too, so you don’t trick my sister into anything weird while I’m not around."
Shuichi shot her a sidelong glance. You’re the one planning sothing weird, aren’t you?
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