After that, Touka quickly rinsed herself off and left for the changing room without saying a word.
Her face, all the way down to her shoulders, was bright red the entire time. That sight alone was so seductive that my rationality was writhing in agony.
And so, the final turn went to Hikari.
There’s no way Hikari would pull anything more extreme than what Touka just did, so I could finally relax.
Besides, it’s just washing my back. Thank goodness for that!
Hikari approached with a wash bucket and sponge in hand, wearing a slightly tense expression.
「What’s wrong, Hikari?」
「N-no, it’s nothing. Really.」
「Alright… then I’ll leave it to you. I can trust you with this.」
「R-right? Okay, leave it to me.」
With that, warm, soapy water was poured over my back. In the next moment, my consciousness briefly went blank.
At the very end, when I thought I could count on her to not do anything strange, Hikari used her entire body to wash me. Let me say that again—Hikari was rubbing her soap-covered body against mine to wash me.
Why am I staying so calm, you ask? Because I passed out. This kind of thing is way too intense for a high school guy! If my rationality hadn’t overloaded and shut my brain down, this could’ve ended in a disaster so bad I’d never be marriage material again!
I-I wasn’t thinking it was a waste or anything! I totally wasn’t disappointed or anything like that!
When my consciousness returned, Hikari was washing my arm, nestled between her cleavage. Who taught her this!? Good job. Seriously, that’s amazing.
「Huh!? What the hell am I even doing!?」
Because I was fully conscious now, the softness of Hikari was being transmitted straight into my brain…
With her touch, the arm caught between them twitched reflexively.
「Hyan」 came her cute voice, and my consciousness flickered again.
That happened three times before I finally started to calm down.
I then asked Hikari to step away for a bit. Things were starting to… gather in places they really shouldn’t.
Once she backed off, Hikari looked visibly dejected—anyone could tell—and I sat up properly to speak.
「Hikari-san, please tell me. Why did you do something like that?」
「Ehto… how should I put it… I got caught up in the moment…」
「Then, who taught you such a high-level, dangerously effective technique?」
「Yuuka-san…」
Mom, what are you teaching her!?
「She said, ‘It’s a technique I used to win over your father, so it should work on Yuuki too. And if it seems like it’s working, you should at least create some sort of precedent.’」
That’s not something I ever wanted to know about my parents!
And Dad… you too!?
「By the way, did Elina-san try to stop you?」
「Well… Mom was super into it. She said, ‘If you don’t strike now, your rivals will get ahead of you!’」
MOTHER IN LAWWWW! Don’t encourage your own daughter like that! Let me cherish her properly!
「Uh… So, Hikari, you were thinking along those lines?」
「No, no! Even I’m not reckless enough to go that far!」
「Damn right! We’re still high schoolers! That’s a hard no!」
「But Himeka-san said, ‘High school boys are 80% dirty thoughts—just push them a little and they’ll fold.’ Apparently, she’s never tested it herself, though…」
Okay, sure, most of a high school guy’s brain is filled with lewd thoughts, but coming from Himeka-san, that hits different… She’s supposed to be the pure, elegant type! And don’t use people as lab rats!
「Anyway, Hikari, I want you to take things slower…」
「I am cherishing you. I’d give you everything right now if I could.」 She said it with such innocent bluntness that it felt like a sudden kill shot.
Hikari really has a way of dropping bombshells out of nowhere.
「Got it… Let’s save that for later, okay?」
「Fine… I’ll let it slide for today.」
With that, Hikari stood up and planted a kiss on me before scurrying off to the changing room, her pale skin flushed bright red.
Meanwhile, still dazed from the ambush, I faceplanted straight into the cold bath.
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After cooling my head (and the bottom one too), I stepped outside to find Hikari, Haruka, and Touka sitting side by side on the porch bench, eating ice cream.
「Ah, Yuuki, you’re finally out.」
「Welcome back, Yuuki-onii-san.」
「Onii-chan, welcome back～」
Three greetings, three distinct tones. All three were wearing yukata—not the usual white-and-indigo hot spring kind, but colorful ones.
Hikari’s was black with peony blossoms embroidered in gold thread at the center, elegant and striking against her fair skin. The contrast of black fabric and red flowers suited her perfectly.
Haruka’s was white with bellflowers, the obi a deep lapis lazuli. The colors might’ve clashed, but the faint hue of the flowers balanced it out, harmonizing beautifully with her hair.
Touka’s was sky blue with goldfish patterns, the obi a soft cherry blossom pink. Under the moonlight, her hair shimmered like goldfish leaping into the vast sky—strangely mesmerizing.
Knowing I had to get ahead of this, I bluntly complimented all three on their looks.
Their response?
「We were finally cooling down… Now you’ve gone and made us all hot again.」
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