"Sister can pull you out."
Kasahara Asuka grabbed his wrist from behind, preventing him from leaving. Looking at their clean palms, she also squeezed so foam and carefully rubbed it on Fujiwara Reya’s hands.
"Now it’s Asuka’s turn to wash senpai’s hands."
"...I really owe you one."
"You’re welco." Kasahara Asuka carefully and attentively scrubbed his fingers one by one.
Fujiwara Reya urged her in her ear: "Hurry up..."
"It tickles~" Kasahara Asuka shrunk her shoulders as if ticklish, a blush appearing on her delicate and charming face.
With her soft white hands tightly holding his big hand, it couldn’t be more comfortable... If it were another place, Fujiwara Reya would let her wash them all day, but not now...
The peeping glance at the door had already noticed Kasahara Fukaeri’s figure.
No,
This really can’t go on.
Fujiwara Reya resisted the temptation and lifted up the junior from behind.
"Eh?"
Kasahara Asuka exclaid as her feet left the ground.
"Hurry up and shower, change clothes, I’m hungry," Fujiwara Reya said, stuffing her into a cubicle.
Leaning against the door, Kasahara Asuka sweetly asked, "Do you want to eat the junior sister first to pad your stomach?"
"One day, you’ll pay the price!" Fujiwara Reya threatened her fiercely, turned around, and ran, a sound of crisp, bell-like laughter trailing behind him.
As soon as he stepped out the door, he bumped into Kasahara Fukaeri.
"Hi~" Fujiwara Reya greeted her as usual, "Hello, sister."
Kasahara Fukaeri scanned him suspiciously like a CT machine. For so reason, he wasn’t walking as upright as usual, but was hunched over, his legs slightly drawn together.
"Are you hurt?" the sister asked curiously.
"..." Fujiwara Reya blushed.
To be precise, he was flushed.
"Where’s Asuka?" Kasahara Fukaeri asked again.
"She’s changing clothes..."
"Then what are you doing here?"
"I’m just about to leave..."
Kasahara Fukaeri nodded and made way for him.
"Thank you, sister." Fujiwara Reya breathed a sigh of relief and dashed out.
Coming out from the changing room’s entrance, there was a corridor with about ten ters’ distance to another changing room. After just two steps, a leg suddenly protruded at the corridor’s end, followed by half a body leaning out from the corner, revealing Natsuki Kuri’s perfect side profile.
Fujiwara Reya imdiately turned his back to her.
Now, he only had the option to go back the way he ca, any other choice was a dead end.
As his figure flashed by, Natsuki Kuri blinked, thinking that was a guy... Her heart tightened, and she quickly followed inside to investigate.
Rushing back into the changing room, Fujiwara Reya quickly scanned the area.
From the only closed door, the sound of a shower was coming, it was Kasahara Asuka inside. Next to the third door, Kasahara Fukaeri was holding clothes, just about to go in.
Without a word, Fujiwara Reya dashed into that cubicle, even quicker than her.
"?"
Kasahara Fukaeri looked at him in astonishnt.
"No ti to explain, get in quickly..." Fujiwara Reya pulled her inside and closed the door behind them.
The next second, hurried footsteps sounded outside, followed by Natsuki Kuri’s sweet voice.
"Fukaeri, are you in there?"
"Don’t rat out..." Fujiwara Reya desperately gave Kasahara Fukaeri a look.
"..." Kasahara Fukaeri roughly understood why he hid in there, clearing her throat, she replied, "I am."
"I think I just saw a guy co in."
"What?"
Kasahara Asuka’s voice was the first to sound.
"Little sister, don’t be afraid, sister will help you catch him out," Natsuki Kuri said gently to the little sister she couldn’t see, checking each cubicle.
After confirming that, aside from two cubicles, all others were empty and couldn’t hide a person.
Natsuki Kuri clapped her hands and announced loudly, "Alright, false alarm, both of you ladies can shower in peace now."
"Sister is here too?" Kasahara Asuka asked.
"Sister?" Natsuki Kuri blinked, then burst into happy laughter, "So it’s Asuka, long ti no see, do you rember Sister Kuri?"
"Um..." Kasahara Asuka thought for a mont, "The one with the big chest?"
"Hahaha, yes, yes, later Sister will take you out for sothing yummy."
"No can do, later I have to go shopping with senpai."
"Senpai?"
In the changing room, Fujiwara Reya’s expression froze, hastily casting an inquiring look at Kasahara Fukaeri.
Kasahara Fukaeri shook her head, indicating she hadn’t ntioned that.
That’s good, no, not good... Fujiwara Reya half-exhaled in relief, then tensed up again, desperately praying in his heart—Junior, senpai has always treated you well, please don’t ntion my na.
"Oh, Asuka’s boyfriend," amidst the water sounds, Kasahara Asuka’s voice sounded a little shy.
"Introduce him to sister later," Natsuki Kuri said in a joyful yet subtly nacing tone, "Sister will give you two a eting gift, promise it will be a big surprise."
"Hehehe~"
Kasahara Asuka let out a pleased laugh.
Then, she asked her real sister next door, "Sister, are you next door? Say sothing."
"Oh, I’m here, I’m here..." Kasahara Fukaeri, never having faced such a situation, replied, then fell into silence, facing Fujiwara Reya awkwardly hiding inside.
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