Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 298, Section 15: "Finally, I can find happiness."

"Well……"

As Rinne floated lightly to the surface of her consciousness, something warm and cozy embraced her.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly as the heiress slowly opened her eyes.

Through the blurred vision, I could see Masumi's handsome profile.

Not only that, but there was also his exposed chest, and her head rested on his arm, like hugging a cat that had snuggled into its owner's bed, being enveloped by him.

Rinne surrendered herself to this warmth, and the dreamlike affair from just now slowly returned to her mind.

(We've already gone through that kind of relationship...)
"Ah! You're awake."

Masumi noticed her movements and asked with concern.

"How are you? Are you feeling alright?"

"I, I'm fine."

(What's wrong? My head feels dizzy.)
(By the way, I stopped halfway through...)
(What a... pathetic...)
Rinne bit her lip and lowered her head, looking somewhat dejected.

"sorry, I……"

"No, no, no! Rinne doesn't need to apologize."

Masumi, somewhat embarrassed, kept turning her eyes around and scratched her ear with her finger as she spoke.

"It's all my fault for being so engrossed in the moment. I didn't even notice when Rinne fainted... or fell asleep. I'm the one who should apologize..."

"...No!"

Rinne mustered her courage, closed her eyelids, and shouted with all her might.

"Eh……"

Masumi paused slightly, looking at Rinne with a puzzled expression.

"Ah I……"

Rinne covered her mouth. Their eyes met, and she blushed deeply, turning her face away to avoid the main point.

"I did it because..."

My lips suddenly felt very heavy.

Rinne covered her lips with the back of her right hand, her gaze shifting unsteadily, and said in a stiff tone:

"Because...it was too comfortable...that's why...I lost...consciousness..."

Her voice trailed off completely at the end, as if she had fallen headfirst into the mud.

Lustful.

Masumi stared at Rinne, her face, which usually wore an indifferent expression, turning red to the roots of her neck, radiating shy heat.

“…That’s great.”

Masumi relaxed and let out a long sigh of relief.

"But since it's your first time, it must hurt a lot, right...?"

"Ah."

Lin Yin nodded in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"Speaking of which, is my stamina... really that bad?"

The heiress asked timidly.

"That's not true. It's probably because I'm in too much physical condition."

Hearing this, Rinne frowned slightly in dissatisfaction.

"What is this? Unscrupulous boasting?"

Masumi shook her head, a gentle smile on her face.

"If there are facts to support it, it shouldn't be considered boastful."

"..."

As if she had suddenly regained her sense of shame, Rinne abruptly pulled up the blanket, covering herself up to her chin, just like Eve who had eaten the fruit of knowledge.

(……poor.)
(I originally wanted to return it all to him, to get revenge, but I ended up...)
(I really wanted to cheer up...)
The only good news is that I've surpassed him in the number of times I've done it. Although I haven't counted exactly, it must be a multiple of twelve.

But this is nothing to be complacent about!

"……It's fine."

As if seeing through Rinne's embarrassment, Masumi gently hugged her.

"Rinne, don't worry about it."

"Well."

Even so, Rinne still felt embarrassed. To change her mood, she loosened her arms from behind Masumi's back and spoke as if she were sulking:

"You broke your promise."

"Uh, sorry."

Does saying sorry help?

"That……"

"why?"

"Eh?"

Masumi was stunned.

She actually pressed for a reason. Her question made Masumi think this, and her heart pounded with nervousness.

Even if you ask why, he is only driven by impulse and cannot clearly explain the specific reasons.

"Because I want to know everything about Rinne."

This reason was something Masumi came up with after seeing it.

Rinne's face showed an expression that seemed to say "Huh?", her lips slightly parted.

Masumi hurriedly tried to explain, but realized that she might inevitably make things worse, finding herself in a dilemma where she couldn't back down. The final answer she came up with was—

"I like you, Rinne."

"what?"

Rinne finally said it this time.

Do you think that doing something like this can be forgiven with just a confession?

"No, what I want to say is that Rinne doesn't need to worry, because I like Rinne, so I will take responsibility no matter what."

"Idiot, don't suddenly say things so seriously."

Rinne's head and ears were so hot they were practically steaming.

"...Never mind, it's really not a big deal."

"Although Rinne seemed nonchalant, she turned completely red!"

"That's because...it feels...strange..."

Rinne's cheeks flushed, her hand rested on her lower abdomen, a few strands of black hair stuck to her temples, which Masumi gently brushed aside.

"Just get used to it."

"...Is that how you comfort someone?"

Rinne glared at her reproachfully.

Masumi immediately lowered her head to admit her mistake, and after thinking for a moment, added another sentence.

"Thank you, Rinne."

"Huh? What are you thanking me for?"

Hearing him suddenly thank her, Rinne blinked, puzzled.

“You see… Rinne went to a lot of effort to make me comfortable, and she also had a hard time afterwards… I feel a little guilty.”

"So that's it."

Rinne sighed softly.

"However, you don't need to say any of this, because it was my own decision to do it."

Although she spoke with utmost seriousness and determination, her flushed face revealed that the heiress was still filled with shame.

"And...I've become very strange too..."

(Or rather... it's lewd...)
Rinne closed her eyes shyly.

"I should say cute, right?"

Masumi smiled slightly and couldn't help stroking her soft hair.

"Ugh... It's really strange, you'll forget about it, right!"

"How could I forget? I will remember it for the rest of my life."

They might even create a special folder in their minds to store and treasure this precious memory, the kind that can't be deleted even with administrator privileges.

"...Do whatever makes you happy."

The heiress pouted, then gave a small yawn.

"...Although I'm very sleepy, I should probably take another shower in this condition..."

"I was thinking of going too, shall we go together?"

"..."

"Why are you just staring at me without saying anything?" Masumi wondered.

"fine."

Rinne sighed.

"I just feel that you're not hiding anything anymore."

"Yes, we can, since we're already a couple."

"That's true."

Rinne nodded helplessly in agreement.

So the two of them went into the bathroom together.

While waiting for the bathtub to fill with hot water, Masumi rinsed her body briefly with the showerhead and then handed it to Rinne, who had just finished tying her hair up with a hair tie.

Aren't you going to help me wash it?

"If that's what you're hoping for..."

"Forget it."

The heiress's sense of shame gave in, and she snatched the showerhead from Masumi's hands.

Hot water flowed over her slightly flushed skin, past her collarbone, and slid down her soft contours, gathering in the valley between her breasts, which could be considered a symbol of the opposite sex.

Masumi couldn't help but swallow hard.

"I think Rinne should reconsider."

"Stop nagging! Hurry up and get in the bathtub."

The heiress issued orders from her high and mighty position.

"Yes!"

Masumi obeyed orders without question.

Not long after he soaked in the hot water, Rinne also washed herself, stepped into the hot water, and hugged Masumi face to face.

Snap—
Hot water overflowed from the bathtub and disappeared into the drain.

"This bathtub is indeed a bit cramped."

Masumi said it subconsciously.

"What? You want to change to a bathroom that can accommodate five girls at the same time?"

"No, no! That's impossible!"

"Oh? So it's because you can't do it, not because you don't want to?"

Rinne's eyes narrowed sharply into slits.

"Please, Rinne, stop teasing me."

Masumi begged for mercy.

The heiress snorted through her nose and then pressed her body against Masumi's.

"...I never thought...I could make that kind of voice that boys like. It feels completely unlike my usual self." Rinne sighed with a melancholy mood.

"Rinne looks so cute like that."

Masumi reached out her hand from the water's surface and intertwined her fingers with Rinne's. Through the bathwater, she could feel the slight heat emanating from Rinne's skin.

Very comfortable.

"This must be what they call 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder.'"

"Huh? What does this mean?"

Masumi, a high school graduate, asked this question.

"It's a Chinese proverb that means 'When you love someone, you find even their flaws endearing.'"

"What? Rinne being a little sexy sometimes can't be considered a flaw at all... Hmm!"

Rinne's forehead suddenly slammed into him, and Masumi, who took the hit headfirst, was dizzy from the impact.

"Don't say that about me again... that..."

"Okay, okay, no more talking."

Masumi's coaxing tone, which sounded like she was talking to a child, once again displeased Rinne. Seeing that Rinne was about to charge at her again like an angry kitten, Masumi took the initiative and caught her in her mouth.

The lips, damp with moisture, were soft and supple.

"Well."

He kissed her again and again, like a bird pecking at food, until Rinne whimpered and pounded his shoulder, and Masumi reluctantly let go of her.

"……Fool."

Rinne's cheeks flushed red, making her look like a crab that had been boiled in hot water.

Making her head so hot in the bathhouse might make her faint, so to avoid that, Masumi changed the subject to please her.

"Speaking of which, Rinne is indeed a graduate of Kobe University; she knows a lot."

"I haven't graduated yet."

"Eh."

"I'll only be in third grade in April, and I'm still a long way from graduating."

Rinne said calmly.

Oops, I've tried to flatter someone but ended up making a fool of myself.

Masumi wanted to slap her thigh in frustration.

Snapped--

The heiress's fair buttocks received a solid slap.

"Meow...!"

Rinne cried out in pain, then glared fiercely at Masumi.

"what are you doing?"

"Ah, sorry, it was an accident..."

"However, Rinne has graduated from university before everyone else, hasn't she?"

Masumi spoke with a mocking tone, a cunning and teasing smile appearing on her face.

A wave of shameful happiness washed over her, and Rinne looked away.

"...This is nothing to be proud of...no, that's not right."

Rinne shook her head slightly, then immediately denied herself from the previous second.

"That is indeed something to be proud of."

"Huh? What's going on?"

Masumi was puzzled by the speed of her change of reaction and also confused by Rinne's attitude.

"Does Rinne also think that being inexperienced is shameful and not feminine enough?"

"I'm not that vulgar."

Rinne said unhappily.

"I just feel... at least for me, it means I've found a happiness where I want to give myself to the other person without reservation."

She spoke these words with a rather emotional tone, her expression focused, as if she were reminiscing about the past.

"...I originally thought I would never have this kind of happiness in my life, it's unbelievable."

Masumi traced Rinne's outline with her gaze, her purple eyes reflecting his face. Why were those sad eyes on that face so alluring, as if they were drawing people in?

Even though we had been entwined for so long just now, I felt an urge to pull her into my arms again.

"Yes, let's find happiness together, Rinne."

Masumi hugged her as she spoke.

"Well……"

Rinne also relaxed her body and endured the force, wrapping her hands around his back.

So, in the narrow bathtub, bathing face to face, the two embraced again.

Masumi felt her accelerated heartbeat and warmth, recalling what had happened so far.

When Rinne first met him back at the coffee shop, she instinctively dropped the plastic tray from her hand.

Rinne is changing clothes in her room.

Rinne is in charge of running the coffee shop.

Rinne, who opens up to herself on Mount Rokko.

Looking back on the little things she experienced in her daily life, Masumi felt so warm.

Masumi didn't want to let go of her warmth, so she hugged Rinne tightly, realizing the fact that she was with her.

"Hey, Rinne."

"Ok?"

"You just said... you wanted to give yourself to me without reservation, right?"

"……Um."

Rinne nodded almost imperceptibly.

"what happened?"

"If that's the case, it seems like Rinne is holding back in one area."

"I do not want it."

Rinne refused without even thinking.

"I want."

"...I'm getting angry."

With a sharp gaze, Rinne glared at him fiercely.

"I also like Rinne when she's angry."

"What a stupid thing to say!"

"I want it," Masumi insisted.

"Don't talk like a child."

"Children can't do this kind of thing."

Faced with Masumi's increasingly audacious advances, Rinne was thrown into a panic.

"No! If this continues, happiness will overflow..."

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"Well……"

Rubbing her sleepy eyes and feeling thirsty, Mio pushed open the door and groped her way down the stairs, only to find that the bathroom light was still on.

Who's still here so late...?
Mio slightly opened her eyes and approached the tightly closed bathroom door. Just as she was about to take a quick look inside through the glass, a figure suddenly appeared.

"Mio? What are you doing here so late?"

The other person's face was filled with astonishment, surprise, and even panic.

"Isn't that what I should be asking you?"

Mio stared at the black-haired girl with a blank expression.

What is Rinne doing in there?

"bath."

Rinne tried her best to answer with an indifferent expression.

"Didn't you already shower last night? And why are you talking to me naked against the glass?"

"I just slipped...it has nothing to do with Mio."

"Your condescending attitude is really annoying."

Mio snorted through her nose, her gaze involuntarily drifting to Rinne's body pressed tightly against the glass. Damn it...

"Forget it, whatever you do, you philandering cat, is none of my business."

She shook her head listlessly, left the washroom, and walked into the world that had been shrouded in darkness by the night.

"...Did Mio leave?"

After waiting patiently for a while, Masumi asked in a low voice from behind Rinne.

"gone."

"Phew—that's good, she didn't find out."

"Probably not... You'd better stop now!"

Rinne nearly slipped again, gritting her teeth as she released her emotions.

"..."

"Don't just stay silent, answer me."

"I just don't know what to say."

Masumi was a little embarrassed.

That's because you know you've done something wrong.

Rinne's tone was icy.

"Eh? Me?"

"Who else is it if it's not you?"

The heiress coldly questioned.

"Did I hurt Rinne?"

Masumi gripped Rinne's wrist slightly harder, leaving a noticeable red mark on the heiress's fair skin.

"That's not the problem."

Although his hands were pinned behind his back, Masumi forcefully gripped them in her palms.

"Tell me if it hurts."

"...it doesn't hurt."

"That's good."

"What a great guy you are!"

Rinne's suppressed anger rang out in the night.

"But I want to stay with Rinne a little longer."

"Don't act like a child and whine."

"Didn't Rinne just say I was like a child?"

Masumi retorted shamelessly, which prompted Rinne's pink lips to curve into a dangerous arc.

"That's really... terrible."

After trembling a few times, it finally loosened up softly.

"I can't be bothered with you anymore."

(End of this chapter)