Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 66:32. "Hot Spring Trip - New"

The writer Yasunari Kawabata once described it in his novel "Hot Spring Inn" like this:

"A plump, round, yet hazy body, in the dim, rising heat, and the color of her black hair, reflected a picture of the human world - it was simply watery, noble, and sad. What a gorgeous picture of the human world it was."

The graceful demeanor of the literary giant's delicate brushstrokes is now generously displayed before Masumi's eyes.

He hurriedly put on a cotton and linen yukata in the dressing room and rushed into the women's bath. Fortunately, there were no other guests there today.

No, if there were other guests, there would be no need to rush into the "women's bath".

"Seno? Hanekawa? Are you guys okay?"

Masumi shouted twice towards the other side of the steam, but no one responded.

There is only the sigh of the gurgling hot spring water.

The smell of sulfur mixed with the fragrance of damp grass and woods surged deep into the nostrils.

The hot and humid air in the hot spring made him feel a little dizzy. In order to cool his head, Masumi had no choice but to take a deep breath, then hold his breath for a while and walk towards the center of the bath.

The chirping of summer insects blended seamlessly into the air, and the moonlight drifted down like mist. Together with Masumi, they approached the two graceful silhouettes among the steaming water vapor in the bathtub.

Stepping into the pool, water overflowed from the edge, soaking the hem of my yukata. Under the night sky, scattered starlight reflected on the hot water, shrouded in a warm white mist.

In sight, Asami was leaning against a rock, wrapped only in a bath towel.

Her beautiful cheeks were the color of cherry blossoms, and her eyelashes were trembling slightly due to water droplets.

The bath towel on her body was very short, like a piece of bread wrapper that didn't fit, covering only a small part of her snow-white body. Her tender and juicy skin was slightly flushed, making her look tempting and delicious.

Staring at this exciting scene is not good for the heart, so Masumi couldn't help but look away - where is that guy Hanekawa?
A towel floated to his feet, and the sound of bubbling water came from the side.

Masumi lowered his eyes and saw Hanekawa Kaigetsu floating on the water in a funny posture with her face facing the bottom of the pool, like a clumsy jellyfish.

The towel wrapped around her hair fell off, revealing her long, soft, shiny flaxen hair, which was soaked with moisture and stuck to her cheeks and shoulders like seaweed.

The skin was a coral color, brightening and dimming with breathing, like a distress signal from some marine creature.

Jellyfish can't swim after all.

Fortunately, the bath towel on her body was still there. Masumi was worried that she would drown, so he quickly pulled her out of the hot spring.

"Hey, Hanekawa, cheer up."

He lifted the girl's slender arms, let Haiyue lean on his shoulders, and helped her up.

After being soaked in water, the bath towel became very heavy and slid down her body a lot. Seeing this, Masumi put her fingers into the gap between the fabric and her skin and quickly pulled it up.

The skin soaked in hot spring water was soft and smooth, and the glimpse of touch at the fingertips reminded Masumi of the slippery jellyfish he caught at the beach when he was a child.

However, the more he tried to pull it up, the more the fabric slid down with revenge.

The snow-white body wrapped in the bath towel seemed to have a soft, vigorous and full strength, trying to break free from the constraints of the fabric.

What if it gets stretched out?

The heat of the hot spring made sweat spurt out from his forehead. Masumi glanced at Asami and helped Haiyue to the locker room first.

"You stay here for a while."

He gave Haiyue some instructions, but he didn't know if she could hear him.

The snow-white skin trembled and squeezed into his sight. Masumi swallowed his saliva, lifted the bath towel from both ends, and tied it tightly. The round edges slightly overflowed due to the force.

"Hmm~"

Haiyue finally responded, her syllables were wrapped in moist moisture, and a low moan escaped from between her lips and teeth, which made Masumi's heart almost jump out.

"Don't make that kind of noise. It makes me feel like I'm doing something bad."

He sighed, turned around and went back to the "women's hot spring". Seno was still soaking in the hot spring.

Mami was a little heavier than Haiyue, and it took some effort to help her up from the rippling water. The fabric covered the softest part of her body, which appeared round and drooping under the restraint of the bath towel.

"Seno? Can you hear me?"

"Seno?"

After helping her walk a few steps, a weak voice slowly emerged, as soft as the feathers of a young swallow.

"Hey, isn't this Masumi-kun..."

At the same time, her fragrance and scent filled his face without a gap, and her warm breath fluttered like a veil, gently caressing Masumi's cheek.

"Great, you're still conscious. Can you walk on your own?"

"No... I'm too tired from skiing during the day... I don't have the energy anymore..."

What is this person talking about?
"Wake up, it's still summer, where does the snow come from?" Masumi said with a headache.

"What are you talking about, Masumi-kun..." Asami said dazedly, "Isn't this Niigata?"

The combined effects of being drunk and dizzy seemed to have produced a wonderful chemical reaction in her.

"Really? It's a snowy country, why is it so hot—"

Asami looked stunned, and then her fingers slid into the gap between the fabric and skin like a swimming fish.

"Wait a minute! Idiot—"

Masumi shouted anxiously, and before things got out of hand, he held her hand.

The faintly visible grooves and folds, the fleshy feeling that was about to burst out, was reflected in his pupils.

"No... It's so hot! Let go, Masumi-kun..."

Mami said coquettishly in a tone that was completely different from her usual soft voice, and her voice seemed so soft that water could drip out of it.

Masumi suddenly had a terrible headache. If she had known that she would become like this, she would rather have been like that guy Hanekawa and stayed quiet like a jellyfish.

Although the bathhouse was only a few steps away from the changing room, he felt like Oda Nobunaga, who had set out from Kiyosu Castle, wearing a heavy armor, and ran a long distance to Okehazama for the battle, feeling extremely exhausted.

After stopping Asami from trying to get the towel off several times, Masumi finally reached the barrel room... No! The locker room.

The slightly cooler air compared to the hot springs seemed to make Mami's mind a little more rational.

"Eh? Kaitsuki is here too. It seems this is not Niigata." The soft jellyfish girl, Hanekawa Kaitsuki, sat expressionlessly on the soft chair in the locker room, as if she was half asleep.

The legs extending from the hem of the bath towel are straight and slender, and the cute toes are slightly curled.

Masumi finally breathed a sigh of relief after placing Asami on the soft chair in the locker room.

What should I do next? Should I go back to the hotel, call Kamishiro and Kuon, and take them both back home? Or...

"Masumi-kun..."

The corner of the yukata was tugged.

Masumi lowered his eyes, and the soft light from the locker room flowed through the deep ravine.

"what……"

"Do you have the confidence to help me put on my yukata?"

Mami raised her head in a daze.

“…put it on yourself.”

"Huh? But I don't have the strength anymore."

The pair of beautiful brown eyes blinked, narrowing with a watery look, and the corners of the eyes, which were flushed, were slightly raised, with a hint of cunning and coquettishness.

It seems he is still drunk.

Masumi sighed and walked over to the shelf with plastic baskets of clothes. "Which one is your basket?"

“Purple…”

Purple?

Masumi frowned in confusion. Aren't all plastic baskets green?
He approached the only two plastic baskets filled with clothes, and the bright purple fabric came into view.

It turns out to be this purple...

My temples were throbbing.

Masumi lifted the entire plastic basket and placed it in front of Asami.

"Well, this purple basket is mine." She nodded slightly, then opened her lips and said:

"Masumi-kun, put it on for me!"

The upward curve at the end of the sentence creates a commanding tone like that of a queen.

As Asami said this, she opened her arms. The large movement made Masumi sweat, worried that the towel would suddenly slip off.

It seems that the dizziness symptoms have eased, and only the drunken state remains.

"If you're alright, I'll leave. Put on your clothes first. I'll go back to the hotel and call Kamishiro over."

Masumi held down his pounding heart and just wanted to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.

"Hey—don't go."

Her cherry-colored cheeks puffed up in dissatisfaction as Mami suddenly stood up from the soft chair. However, she obviously had not yet recovered the strength to walk on her own. She took a step with her white and tender bare feet, and the next moment her body became weak and boneless and she fell forward.

"Danger--"

Before the cry came out of his mouth, Masumi had already taken a step forward.

When my hands touched Mami's slender waistline, it was not the touch of fabric, but the warmth against her skin.

It seemed as if a piece of white cloth was floating past my eyes, like the wings of a egret spreading over Himeji Castle in Hyogo Prefecture.

Although her waist is already slender enough, when she leans forward, there is still a shallow ripple at the lower edge. The moment you hold her waist with both hands, the first thing you feel is the slightly plump flesh.

Masumi was immediately completely overwhelmed by the pressure and weight, and fell backwards to the ground with a "bang", and her plump and voluptuous body wrapped him tightly.

“Ugh… it hurts!”

He cried out in pain and opened his eyes, seeing Mami's sleeping face right in front of him.

Wait? Just fell asleep like that?
"Hey! Seno, get up!"

"Hanekawa, pull her up! Do you hear me?"

The girl standing there in a daze was like a jellyfish, not responding to any external stimuli.

Masumi suddenly fell into a dilemma where no one could help him.

"Is anyone there——"

He just shouted, then realized that this was in the women's locker room, and immediately closed his mouth mid-sentence.

If someone were to discover this situation...

Lying on the ground, I seemed to feel a slight vibration and the sound of footsteps could be heard faintly.

No way? At a time like this...

"Ms. Mami?"

Suddenly, the voice of Kamishiro Rin came from the door of the locker room.

"You've been soaking for an hour. Is this really okay?"

With a "click", the wooden door of the locker room was opened.

The sound of his breath stagnating was quite obvious in the quiet locker room, bouncing powerfully on the floor. Masumi closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.

The next moment, a cold and icy word swept over like the cold air of the snowy country of Niigata in winter, bringing with it the deep chill of heavy snow.

"You guys, what are you doing——"

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