Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 255, Section 30: "To refuse food offered to one's lips is a man's shame."

Although there are still three days until Christmas Eve, the Christmas atmosphere on the streets is already so strong that it has made the whole city restless.

The silhouettes of the trees were bathed in the glow of Christmas lights, illuminating the path ahead and making people stop and linger, reluctant to leave.

If one had to describe this scene in a single word, it would be "gentle".

The packaging is so lavish, just to immerse the viewer and allow them to fully enjoy a moment of pleasure. If it's not gentleness, what is it?
However, Masumi had no time to enjoy this tenderness.

As night deepened, the cold in the air intensified.

The snowflakes melted into water, wetting the ground and gradually forming a thin layer of ice. This must be why the senior accidentally slipped and twisted his ankle earlier.

"Senior, there should be other hotels on this street, right?"

He tried to minimize the impact of the unexpected event.

I didn't compromise. I smiled leisurely, put my arm around Masumi, and deliberately acted affectionately, but actually I was holding Masumi in place so that he wouldn't have a chance to run around.

"Hmm...maybe so."

Yes, definitely.

Masumi's body swayed slightly, and her senior held her arm firmly.

I gently stroked Masumi's ear and whispered in her ear:

“Eh, but I can’t walk anymore. But if Masumi can carry me, that’s fine too. Hmm, I’ll carry you horizontally.”

"I don't think it's a good idea to hug a senior on a street full of couples in love and young men and women who are flirting, while shouting and moving slowly."

Masumi said, pressing her temples with a troubled expression.

"Let's take this hotel. If we hesitate any longer, it might be fully booked."

Without saying a word, the senior kept bumping into him from all sides, urging Masumi to make a choice.

Although Masumi still put up some resistance halfway through, she gave up in every sense of the word when she saw my senior, Ruko, shivering from the cold.

Indeed, in this world, human power is so weak that it cannot resist the fundamental forces that drive things forward.

To this day, Masumi still considers himself a person who goes with the flow, so he can only watch helplessly as he is swallowed up by the torrent.

And I, Rugu Qiansui, who has the ability to create such a torrent on my own, am definitely a remarkable character.

"...What are you thinking about?"

Like my senior, I reached out and gently pinched the stray hairs on the back of Masumi's neck.

As the cool fingers moved across her skin, Masumi couldn't help but shiver.

"I wanted to say this last time on Miyako Island: Masumi's hairstyle is so refreshing, yet it has a slightly childlike feel. Did your hairstylist design it for you?"

"I also know this senior hairstylist."

"Men find it very convenient to use women they've had relationships with," I said with a slight smile.

"It seems that you really like Kawabata Yasunari."

The elevator arrived at the correct floor without any errors.

I remained calm and composed, simply smiling as I held Masumi's arm. After the elevator doors dinged open, I asked Masumi in a completely unfazed manner:

"We're here, let's go."

Masumi felt as if her feet were glued to the floor, and every step she took was reluctant. But it didn't matter; it wasn't her first time in a place like this.

And coincidentally, he always came with women older than him.

So there shouldn't be any problems this time either... I think.

The two entered the room, closed the door behind them, and heard a "click" as the door was locked.

"Oh~ This is my first time in a place like this."

The senior looked around the room with curiosity. This time, unlike the night in Kashi, he had only booked a standard room.

A large bed stands prominently in the center of the room, taking up almost half the space, while the rest is dedicated to the bathroom.

"What a huge bathtub! Even if two people lay in it, it wouldn't be cramped at all."

Masumi felt that her senior's line sounded familiar for some reason.

In front of you is a spacious bathtub with a massage function. Its white and glossy color and smooth lines make you want to take a bath just by looking at it.

However, Masumi was in no mood to enjoy herself at that moment.

"I'll go change my wet clothes first. Can Masumi run a bath for me?"

"Well, leave it to me."

Masumi nodded and saw her senior turn around, take off her coat and hang it on the hanger, then cross her arms and grab the hem of her turtleneck sweater as she walked toward the double bed.

Her fair and slender back, like a piece of the finest silk, shimmered with a pure white glow in the dim light. Her bones and flesh were exquisite, and her relaxed shoulder blades resembled the fluttering of butterfly wings.

it's beautiful.

Masumi couldn't help but think that.

But as he looked at it, he suddenly frowned.

"Wait a minute! Senior."

"Ok?"

I turned my head to the side, completely bewildered.

"Your feet..."

"So white and tender, want to touch it?"

"We can talk about that later... Wait! What I wanted to talk about was the sprained ankle, why did you suddenly—"

Masumi only realized later that she had been tricked.

"Oh my god~ really!" I exclaimed in surprise, feigning astonishment. "How is this possible? It's amazing."

She thought for a moment and said, "It's probably because jumping into the puddle replaced the cold compress."

"...Does the senior think I'm an idiot?"

"It just didn't work out."

I sighed as I did so, then gently scratched my embarrassed cheek with my fingertips.

"Well... how about this? I'm wearing a front-button style today."

She slipped her fingers between the fabric and her skin, easily unbuttoning the buttons, revealing her snow-white skin like a flower bud bursting forth with fruit.

Masumi was immediately embarrassed: "Senpai! Please don't apologize like that!"

I revealed a mischievous expression, and my delicate lips curved into a cheerful giggle.

……

I was completely led by my seniors.

Looking exhausted, Masumi was filling the bathtub with water in the bathroom. She had just filled it halfway when she suddenly heard my languid voice coming from outside.

"Could you please add a little essential oil and flower petals to the water? I saw some on the shelf next to me."

"understood."

Masumi found glass bottles containing essential oils and small packages of rose petals on the shelves around the bathtub.

She poured all the flower petals into the bathtub, added a few drops of essential oil to the water, and once the whole tub of bathwater was filled, Masumi told her senior that everything was ready as she walked out.

Masumi found it strange that her senior did not respond.

When I got to the double bed, I found that Rugu was lying on her side, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, and she was breathing evenly through her nose.

It looks like he's asleep.

"senior."

There was no time to let the senior take a nap. Masumi walked up to me and leaned down to nudge her.

"Hmm."

I didn't wake up. Instead, I turned over and slept even more soundly. When her body went limp, she seemed like a completely different person.

The sleeping beauty's eyebrows were delicate and arched, her long, natural eyelashes complemented by light eye makeup that subtly concealed her bright and captivating eyes.

Compared to when he was awake, the elder's face now appeared more serene and peaceful.

Masumi stood by the bed, gazing at me intently, and before I knew it, I was lost in thought.

Oh no! This won't do.

He paused, then gently nudged his senior again:
"The bathwater is ready, senior."

"Mmm...mmm..."

I slowly woke up as usual, and when I looked up I saw Masumi right in front of me. After exhaling, I asked, "Was I asleep?"

"Yes, just a little while."

"I'm sorry, I always feel very tired when I fly."

"It's ok."

As Masumi spoke, she got up, opened the bathroom door, and said to her, "Go take a hot bath."

I smiled slightly and looked at Masumi, saying, "Okay."

As she spoke, she stood up, revealing a lace-embroidered bra in front of her, its delicate edges drooping softly, giving it a very high-end look.

Masumi glanced at me briefly, then felt her cheeks burning. She immediately turned away and stopped looking at me.

"This is Aubade, a French brand. Are you interested, Masumi?"

"No, I'm not interested in your underwear."

"I see... So that's for me..."

"Senior! Go take a bath!"

Masumi shoved her into the bathroom.

After that, all her senses continued to erode Masumi's peaceful mind.

First, there's the sound of flowing water, which constantly reaches my ears; it's obviously my senior washing himself.

The scent of essential oils wafted from the bathroom, which was enclosed by frosted glass, and the senior's impressive body lines were displayed like a silhouette in Masumi's eyes.

All the information captured by her hearing, smell, and sight constantly reminded Masumi that this was a ○-person inn, a place where couples could confirm their love for each other.

"Ah-"

Masumi reached for a tissue to blow her nose.

However, the flat little box on the table did not seem to be a tissue box.

The moment Masumi picked it up and examined it—

"Masumi, could you bring in my change of clothes?"

"Oh."

"Just take the top set from the bag."

As I had instructed, Masumi took out the clothes in a plastic bag from her bag and went to the bathroom.

"Give."

I casually pointed to the shelf next to the bathtub and asked Masumi to put her clothes there.

Then she raised her head, smiled at Masumi, and said:
"Masumi got wet too, didn't she? In that case, how about we warm up together, Masumi?"

Masumi looked at her senior, whose hair was half-tied up, and smiled as she scooped up a handful of hot water and poured it on her arm, turning her fair skin a peachy hue that made her look exceptionally beautiful. "No, there's plenty of time, please take a bath first, senior."

"Come on! Masumi was just saying that there wasn't enough time."

"It's okay, I just explained the situation to them on LINE. Since we've already been delayed, we might as well—"

"Bring me that towel."

The senior seemed impatient to let him finish speaking.

"That's good," Masumi nodded, picked up the towel hanging nearby, and walked to the bathtub. Her alluring, hazy figure came into view, and just then—

Suddenly, I raised my arm and splashed water on Masumi. Caught off guard, Masumi didn't have time to dodge and was soaked on her chest, waist, and below her knees.

"senior."

Masumi didn't bring any change of clothes.

"Hmph~ Now Masumi has no choice, right?"

I lay on the edge of the bathtub, smiling as I said to Masumi:
"Take off your clothes and put them in the dryer, then come to the bathtub obediently."

Masumi sighed. If she continued to refuse, she didn't know how her senior would manipulate her next.

"I see."

"Yes, that's how an obedient junior should be."

I nodded deeply, completely satisfied.

As a result, the two of them soaked together in the bathtub, which was designed with great care.

Simply put, it's spacious enough for one person to lie in, but two people have to be pressed tightly together.

The two-serving size caused the hot water to overflow, washing over the bathroom floor.

"Why are you still wearing your underwear?"

I frowned slightly, as if from ancient times.

"This is my last bit of restraint."

"Hey, but this modesty feels a bit flimsy."

She smiled slightly and spoke with a hint of teasing, as if she was already thinking about how to break down this barrier of reserve.

"If possible, I hope you won't tease me."

"Masumi thinks I'm too mean," I said reproachfully.

"Could you help me scrub my back?"

"okay."

The senior's attitude was clear; Masumi could only act according to her plan. Considering what could be done in the bathtub, this was the least risky option, so Masumi nodded in agreement without hesitation.

"I'm really anxious."

I slowly turned around, my back to him.

Masumi took a damp towel and slowly wiped the shoulders of her beautiful senior, Butterfly Wing.

Water droplets slid slowly down the jade-like back, creating a unique and beautiful sight.

He suddenly felt that the towel in his hand had become very rough, and he worried that the texture of the towel would damage the delicate and smooth skin of his senior.

Just as I was thinking this, the towel in my hand inexplicably slipped out and fell into the water.

Masumi snapped out of her daze and reached out to pick it up, but I, Rugu, who had turned around, grabbed her wrist.

"Don't use a towel, just use your hands to dry me. There's shower gel over there that you can use in the bathtub."

"Eh?!"

Masumi was startled and saw that her senior was already leisurely lying on the edge of the bathtub.

She tilted her head slightly, her hair, which was tied up high, was slightly damp and looked shiny, revealing a whole expanse of fair and tender back. She swayed her head slightly, as if clapping a rhythm, and hummed a song.

Like a mermaid emerging from the water.

"Oh, oh..."

Masumi picked up the shower gel from the shelf, poured some into her palm, rubbed it to make lather, and then gently stroked it onto her senior's back.

The smooth and tender touch is like a mist filled with water vapor, spreading freely up the palm that touches the skin.

He couldn't help but stare in a daze.

"What are you thinking about?" I suddenly asked.

"Huh! It's nothing."

I twisted my neck like Gu, revealing a meaningful smile:

"Masumi seems to be staring at me intently."

Masumi, embarrassed, said, "I didn't."

"What a dishonest and naughty child! He needs to be punished."

Masumi tightened her throat and asked calmly:

"What does the senior want?"

Meeting Masumi's trembling gaze, she narrowed her eyes and parted her red lips slightly:

"You're punished by having to thoroughly and carefully wash my body."

"Oh~..."

Masumi hesitated, then finally fell silent and, following her senior's instructions, washed her body.

……

Time seemed to linger in the showerhead for ages before a single drop of water finally fell. Even after washing her face with cold water, Masumi's burning body still hadn't cooled down.

"Would you like something to drink, senior?"

After soaking in the bath for so long, I feel a bit thirsty.

"I want natural water."

"understood."

"Three bottles."

"Huh? So many."

"You can't do it without having something to drink beforehand."

"What are you going to do, senior?"

Receiving no response after saying that made Masumi even more anxious.

"Then, senior, we should rest for a bit..."

Masumi walked to the bedside with two bottles of water. I was wearing a white bathrobe and using a towel to dry my long black hair.

"Hmm." She nodded quietly. "After a short rest, it's time to move on to the next step."

"Next step?"

The world is spinning.

I, who was originally holding the towel, grabbed Masumi's wrist with lightning speed and then applied force at the right moment.

Caught off guard, Masumi was restrained by her senior. I, Rugu, am not superhumanly strong, but I am cunning and skillful in my use of force.

Before Masumi could react, she was lying back on the double bed.

I heard the spring mattress bend slightly and make a sound.

As if following the ancient master, I smoothly straddled him, looking down at him.

"Senior!? What are you going to do?"

"Do I even need to ask? Once you're inside, there's only one thing you need to do, right?"

I say this as is right and proper as it is in ancient times.

"Senior, you didn't just intend to..."

"That was just something I told Masumi, like saying, 'My cat can do backflips, want to come see?' It's just a lie."

Although Masumi had expected it, his senior's frank admission still weighed heavily on his mind.

His scalp tingled, and he continued to make excuses:

"No, well, about time..."

"It's okay, I just explained the situation to them on LINE. Since we've already been delayed, let's just—" Who said that?

The senior looked at him with a half-smile.

Her long, glossy black hair cascaded down, exuding a sweet fragrance, and her body felt a little warm, probably because she had just taken a shower.

“I know that Masumi is not oblivious. The reason she resists close contact with girls is that she feels that if she gets too involved with one of them, she must only take responsibility for that person, thereby hurting the others.”

"..." Masumi remained silent.

"However, this is not a problem at all with you, big sister. I've said it before, I'll always be on your side."

She emphasized this point through her eyes and voice.

Masumi recalled what her senior had once said: "I want to be Masumi's happiness."

Saying those tender words at a time like this is simply unfair.

"and……"

I drew closer to him, nestled in his arms, and spoke in a voice that was almost breaking into tears:
"Unlike those girls, I can't be with Masumi every day. If I miss this opportunity, I don't know how long I'll have to wait for the next one."

The senior buried his face in his neck and whispered.

The scent of the shampoo made her nose tingle, and even Masumi could clearly feel her heart pounding in her chest.

"So, I want to make up for what I've missed during this time."

Wow, she's supposed to be a senior I admire, but now she's acting so delicate and vulnerable in front of me. It's so cute it's unfair!

I placed my hands in Masumi's palms, intertwining our fingers, and uttered a seductive voice:
Please enjoy.

"……senior."

Masumi swallowed hard, realizing that she had unconsciously leaned forward slightly.

It felt like something snapped in my head.

Is that enough?

What's the point of continuing to suppress yourself?
"At times like these, you can call me something more intimate, like 'Chitose'."

"Your Excellency... Senior..."

I chuckled, "Well, if Masumi likes 'insubordination,' then so be it."

Masumi inhaled the sweet scent deeply, her body gradually moving closer to her.

Oh no, stop! Stop it now!

However, his body ignored the brain's commands.

The beautiful senior's intoxicatingly sweet fragrance clung to him, blurring his vision and allowing him to act recklessly towards Masumi.

……

(End of this chapter)