Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 317, Section 3: "The Birds of the Hot Spring"

After dinner, the group returned to the hotel to get a change of clothes and headed to Asuka no Yusen.

Masumi ordered a private family hot spring there.

The building has a very romantic Taisho-era style, and the cabinets and walls have a kind of calm, old wood scent, or perhaps it's the smell of age.

"Wow, this feels just like a school trip! Because public universities have limited budgets, we can only choose old hotels."

"Asami-nee, you're going to make Masumi-nii very sad if you say that."

"No way! Being able to soak in the hot spring with the five of us, Masumi-kun is probably frantically rinsing his body with cold water right now to calm himself down, right?"

"I feel like you think too badly of Masumi-nii..."

"No, you're absolutely right."

Surprisingly, the girl who spoke up for Mami was Rinne, and her expression was extremely serious.

"Huh? Even Rinne..."

Qian Ai was dumbfounded.

"Did something happen that I don't know about?"

"..."

Rinne turned her head nonchalantly to face the locker, while Asami patted Chiai's shoulder earnestly.

"Chiai, you'd better watch out for your Masumi-nii. He loves to bully people."

"I don't want to be lectured by Asami-nee in a senior's tone."

"Chii, that's so rude of you! I'm clearly your senior!"

"Yes, yes, it's you, senior."

Qian Ai was just a perfunctory story.

“Apart from her age, Mami is more childish than me in every other way…”

"Hey!"

Asami pulled up her T-shirt in a shouting tone, exposing her fair skin to the air.

Qian'ai, who had crouched down next to her and unzipped her bag, felt the light, fluttering weight of the fabric falling above her head and sighed in annoyance:

"Mami-nee, if you take it off and leave it lying around like that—oops!"

The girl's expression froze for a moment.

"What's wrong, Qian'ai?"

Rinne, standing to the side, tilted her head slightly in confusion.

“75……H……”

Chiai muttered numbers that sounded meaningless to Rinne, then, with a blank expression, showed her the tag on the underwear she was holding…

"Well!"

Rinne's reaction was exactly the same as Chiai's, only her indifferent personality made her seem a little calm.

“H……H”

"What...does that mean...?"

Haiyue tilted her head with a curious look.

Mio looked over expressionlessly, staring at Mami's body, and murmured in a low voice:

"What a horny woman..."

"It is an H, but not the H that means 'clothing size'!"

Asami puffed out her chest confidently, looking at the girls' gathered gazes as if she were the Virgin Mary receiving their adoration.

"...Speaking of which, Rinne, what's the H-cup size again?"

It took Qian'ai a long time to finally manage to squeeze out a sound from her throat.

"I remember it was... 27 centimeters, or a little higher than that..."

Rinne answered in a slightly hoarse voice than usual.

"Huh!?"

Qian Ai kept blinking.

"75H...27 measurement difference, which means the bust measurement is over 100 centimeters!?"

"uh-huh?"

Mami smiled with delight.

Chiai stared intently at Mami's body, her pupils and lips trembling so much they seemed about to fall off.

"Sister Mami, are you really from Japan?"

“It’s the real deal. It’s said that our ancestors lived in Kusatsu since the Warring States period.”

"I'm always amazed when I see it..."

"Did Chiai mistake my body for the orca show she was watching from the front row at Suma Marine World?"

Asami stood with her legs spread apart, fearless, with a towel draped over her shoulders.

The captain-level spiritual pressure was so intense that the other girls couldn't even straighten their backs.

Rinne pressed her hand to her forehead.

"Sister Mami...aren't you going to cover yourself up at all?"

"Why are you covering it up? You're all girls!"

That's right.

But Rinne felt there was no need to stand with her legs spread wide in front of others, and to deliberately puff out her chest... She couldn't help but press her chest, and then she heard a soft sigh from the side.

It is Qian Ai.

"...Rinne! Tell me your size!"

She brought her face closer, her eyes unusually serious, making Rinne shrink back a little under her gaze.

"...60E, what's wrong?"

"60E!"

Qian'ai's reaction was not much better than before.

"This isn't about waist size, is it? How can there be such a size!? And Rinne's waist is so thin, yet..."

Feeling uncomfortable under Chiai's indignant gaze, Rinne covered her body with a towel, as if she were Venus reincarnated.

"That's an exaggeration. Besides, when it comes to waist size, both Kaizuki and Mio are slimmer than me."

"But Mio-nee-nee isn't like Rinne—"

"Ok?"

Mio suddenly cast a chilling gaze in their direction, and Chiai saw her expression and trembled with fear.

"No, that's not what I meant... Oh, right! Haiyue."

The jellyfish girl's waistline was so tight that even Chia, who is also a girl, felt it was a miracle.

How can someone have such a thin waist that looks like it's about to break?!
Like a flower whose petals are supported by a slender root, the delicate calyx produces such full buds, giving it an unstable feel.

"That Haiyue is..."

"One size bigger than me."

Rinne answered calmly, her face as indifferent as ever.

"Wow, he's actually a size bigger than Rinne! Is it because he inherited Rinne's excellent genes?"

"What is Chiai saying?"

Rinne sighed, troubled.

"Haiyue and I are not related by blood."

“Hey, but that day I also heard Haiyue call Rinne ‘Mommy’…”

"Qian Ai..."

Rinne spoke in a cold voice.

The surface of the amethyst's pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of polar ice, radiating a chilling aura.

"I'm so sorry! My brain seems to be getting sick, that's why...!"

The girl, who had been growing up, held her head, as if trying to suppress the dizziness.

She couldn't help but look down at her own figure.

...Hmm, the visibility is excellent; you can even see the cherry-pink toenails clearly.

"God is so cruel, to have made them so different." Qian'ai muttered to herself.

"Chiai, cheer up! Don't lose to them!"

Asami put her hands on Chiai's shoulders and started reciting lines from a hot-blooded manga, but Chiai just resisted and pushed her hands away.

"Asami-nee is clearly the same kind of person as them, don't pretend to comfort me! Your lips are practically curled up in a smile."

"Chiai is underestimating herself. You're clearly a super cute and beautiful girl too." "I'd rather be described as sentimental than cute."

Qian Ai answered dejectedly.

The people around her are all of extremely high caliber.

The tall and voluptuous Asami is like a water fairy enticing passersby, with a beautiful and charming appearance like Rinne.

Like me, Mio-neechan is also slender. Her delicate, fair skin is so beautiful it gives me goosebumps. Her beauty is as sharp as a carefully polished sword.

Moreover, unlike herself who was timid and hesitant, her posture and every movement of her walking were so natural and unpretentious, completely the unique demeanor of someone who was used to being the center of attention.

Finally, there was Haiyue, whose beauty rivaled her mother's...

Huh? Where's Haiyue?
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Because it was only separated by a thin curtain that read "Private Hot Spring" and a few steps away.

Masumi, who was sitting in the small shower area by the bathtub, had been listening to every word of the girls' conversation since the beginning.

What's going on? Are they chatting like girls in a romantic comedy?
Like a scene often seen in comics... it's like, "Huh?! Have your breasts gotten bigger?!"

That kind of scene doesn't exist in reality.

In reality, the scene would be far more solemn and sacred.

Since ancient times, humankind has been filled with awe for majestic and awe-inspiring things, which is why Mount Fuji is revered as a sacred mountain and why craftsmen built structures like the Great Buddha of Nara and the Five-Storied Pagoda.

Huge objects always embody people's beliefs.

However, in the Babylonian kingdom during the second age of gods, the arrogant humans, in an attempt to be on equal footing with the gods, built the Tower of Babel, reaching to the heavens, in a vain attempt to "stand shoulder to shoulder with the heavens."

As a result, the angry gods punished humanity by causing their languages ​​to become confused and inconsistent.

Therefore, when faced with something equally enormous, humanity should approach it with the same level of faith.

However, his actions towards Mami, Rinne, and Mizuki some time ago completely disregarded this principle and could almost be described as blasphemy.

Thinking about it this way...

It feels both immoral and exciting.

"What am I thinking?"

Masumi sighed again.

He desperately wanted to rush out and tell Qian Ai, "Don't be ashamed, I just love Qian Ai—"

Even in his fantasy, he couldn't finish saying the sentence and could only watch helplessly as Qian Ai fled in embarrassment.

But it's okay, Masumi will make Chiai realize this in their future interactions.

"...I can't calm down at all."

He slowly turned the faucet, and hot water sprayed out from the showerhead.

Masumi squeezed out the shower gel and applied it to her body with her hands.

"Masumi..."

The calm sound, slightly damp, echoed in the private open-air hot spring bath.

"Eh! Haiyue!?"

Masumi stared in surprise at the jellyfish-like girl who had suddenly appeared in front of her.

Her flaxen hair clung to her skin.

Because it suddenly appeared in front of Masumi, the hot water spraying from the showerhead was like morning dew, sliding down her fair skin and adding moisture to its luster.

Why did you come in alone?

"They...were talking about trivial things...I wanted to see Masumi quickly...so I...came in..."

Water droplets flowed down her lowered eyes and onto her eyelashes, instantly sparkling.

"This, this is it."

In Mio's words, she would be a "cat that steals fish."

"Speaking of which, where is Haiyue's towel?"

"Soaking in a hot spring...is unnecessary..."

"Make sure you wash up before soaking in the hot spring."

Kaigetsu remained unmoved by Masumi's words.

Is she really that naive, or is she doing this on purpose to get closer to me?

Masumi didn't intend to investigate further.

"If Haiyue doesn't mind, please use my towel. I've never used one before."

"Ah."

Haiyue nodded quietly, then turned her slender back to Masumi and sat on Masumi's lap without saying a word.

"Huh? This is..."

From his perspective, one can see the girl's slender neck and smooth, delicate shoulders.

Although she was sitting on Masumi's lap, Kaigetsu was so light that she could barely feel her weight.

Because of its good proportions, it's not heavy to hold, and its body is warm, making you feel as comfortable as holding a small animal. With a little force, its toes will curl up tightly.

"Masumi... help me wash..."

The jellyfish girl, breathing heavily, looked at her with pleading eyes, her vision blurred.

It's just like a borrowed kitten.

"Okay, sure."

It would be hard for anyone to refuse when she pleads with that expression.

Masumi nodded and gently placed her fingers on the girl's fair skin, which was wet with hot water.

He didn't exert any force at all, but with just this small movement, his fingertips sank softly.

Her skin was smooth and radiant, and her body was toned and firm, just like the deer that Masumi had seen at the zoo.

"Masumi...don't you need a bath sponge...?"

Haiyue suddenly asked.

"Eh."

Masumi was stunned.

"Rinne... helps me wash... always uses a bath sponge..."

"Yes, yes."

Normally, that's how it's done. At the very least, you would use a towel. Applying shower gel directly with your hands like this is clearly a case of impure motives.

"Then I'll go get the bath sponge..."

However, Haiyue didn't seem to care much, and instead closed her eyes in enjoyment.

"It's okay, just touch Masumi directly... I like it..."

"Okay, okay."

Masumi took a deep breath and began to wash Kaigetsu's hair, gently rubbing it to create lather.

Unlike his usual casual and rough approach to himself, this time he was particularly careful, as if he were polishing each strand of hair, carefully combing it with his five fingers interlaced.

"So many...bubbles..."

Haiyue scooped up some foam with her hands and placed it on her head.

The foam immediately deflated and collapsed, absorbed by her wet, flaxen hair.

From her back to her hips, Masumi also washed her shoulders and upper arms.

To avoid harming the beautiful girl's delicate skin, he moved with exceptional gentleness.

"Ugh... Hmm, it's so itchy..."

Perhaps it was itchy, because whenever Masumi's fingers brushed against her skin, Kaigetsu would wriggle her body and make a soft sound.

He wanted to hear more of those sounds, so Masumi kept stroking Kaigetsu, his instincts baring their fangs and gnawing at his precarious rationality.

This is bad... if this drags on for too long, I feel like I'm starting to have strange feelings!

Because the Ten Commandments of Moses seem to say that one should not worship idols.

So Masumi stopped washing Kaigetsu's body; continuing would be too dangerous! After all, they were going to soak in the hot spring later, so they decided to stop here!
"Alright, that's all done. Now I'm going to help Haiyue rinse off."

"Well...okay..."

Haiyue turned to this side quietly, as if it were a matter of course, her beautiful collarbone partially obscured by the foam.

"Haiyue?"

Masumi was startled, feeling as if she were immersed in thick, hot fog.

"Next...it's my turn...to help Masumi..."

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(End of this chapter)