My love index is at its maximum.

Pushing open the door, Tsukasa Tazaki peeked inside first. In the steaming mist, Kana Shimamoto turned around and opened her arms, revealing a look of complete acceptance.

The soft light illuminated the water droplets sliding off her body, and a faint blush graced her fair skin, as faint as the last ray of sunset glow on the evening tide.

Their eyes met, and they both smiled knowingly.

"A hot bath feels so good," Kana Shimamoto invited her. "What are you waiting for? Come and take a bath!"

This gentle woman looked more passionate than ever at this moment. Her fair skin was beautiful and alluring under the light, and paired with her elegant face, she was infinitely seductive.

Like a daffodil, it possesses an allure that can only be admired from afar, not touched.

But at this moment, this daffodil is free for Tsukasa Tazaki to pick at will.

When he reached the edge of the bathtub, Shimamoto Kana immediately leaned forward and bent over to give him space.

“In the back,” she said, “and help me scrub my back while you’re at it.”

"okay!"

Tazaki Tsukasa liked to be behind him, with both legs crossed, and as his body sank down, the water in the bathtub would overflow.

"Why do you smell so strongly of sweat?" Shimamoto Kana had her back to him, so she leaned back against him and shifted her hips so that they were close together.

While rubbing her back with a towel, Tsukasa Tazaki replied, "I just did a few sit-ups."

"let me see."

Underwater, Kana Shimamoto reached out her small hand and touched his abs, a satisfied smile immediately appearing on her face.

“Not bad, not bad,” she said cheerfully. “Your wife really likes these abs. All that pampering you has paid off.”

"How are you going to pamper me tonight?"

"I haven't decided yet tonight, how about tomorrow?"

"I don't want tomorrow."

Tazaki Tsukasa threw the towel aside, and the next second, Shimamoto Kana was tightly held in his arms.

"It's so warm."

"Is the water warmer or is the wife warmer?"

"It's warm."

In the cramped bathtub, the two soaked in hot water, whispering sweet nothings to each other, as the hot water kept overflowing from the side and dripping onto the floor with their movements.

On a cold winter night, there's probably nothing more comfortable for a couple than taking a bath together. Tazaki Tsukasa's heart was burning with desire, and his hands reached out from behind to the front.

Kana Shimamoto rested her head on his shoulder, her face slightly flushed. Her elegant features carried a touch of ethereal beauty, and her eyes were like the surface of a lake rippling in spring, with delicate ripples and floating flowers, making her exceptionally beautiful.

"Is Madam really going back tomorrow?"

Tazaki gently stroked her skin with his hand while kissing the neck that was peeking out from between her hair strands.

“That was the original plan,” Shimamoto Kana said, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed and her half-open lips trembling slightly, “but after talking to your Hanami-nee on the phone, I decided to stay until after Valentine’s Day before going back.”

"You actually talked to her on the phone?"

"What, is that not allowed?"

"No, no, of course you can. I'm just worried you two will argue."

"Don't worry, I'll take your feelings into consideration." Shimamoto Kana's pale red cheeks gently rubbed against his palm. "You know, I'm not as wild as her, so why would I argue with her?"

On the stool next to the bathtub, a cell phone vibrated, as if someone was calling.

"Your phone is ringing." Tsukasa Tazaki reached out his hand.

Kana Shimamoto grabbed his arm and pressed her lips to his earlobe, her breath warm and gentle: "At a time like this, are you planning to let me make phone calls to other people?"

In an instant, she began to slightly raise her hips, and the hot water in the bathtub began to ripple.

In the rising steam, her skin, swaying with the water's surface, appeared exceptionally beautiful.

yes……

Who cares whose call it is?

Tazaki Tsukasa was immediately captivated by the sight before him. His right hand slid down Shimamoto Kana's neck to her gracefully curved shoulder, and then down from her armpit to her lower abdomen.

Kana Shimamoto curled up forward, gripping the edge of the bathtub with both hands.

Her head rested against Tsukasa Tazaki's chest, as if to say, "You're not allowed to do such naughty things in the bathtub."

This coy, hesitant attitude is a favorite pastime for couples in their daily lives.

"I'm sorry, madam." With these childlike thoughts swirling in his mind, Tsukasa Tazaki held her body firmly with both hands and deliberately raised his voice: "I may not be able to be gentle tonight."

You'll regret this!

"There is nothing in the world that I, Tsukasa Tazaki, can regret!"

"Asukasa, stop. There are hanami fans outside."

"She's in Tokyo, she can't control Lord Tazaki who's all the way back in Yamanashi Prefecture!"

Tazaki Tsukasa let out a villainous laugh, grabbed Shimamoto Kana's body, and the next second, Shimamoto Kana's shoulders trembled, her lower abdomen contracted, and her brows furrowed beautifully, like a bewitching flower in full bloom.

Bathing together with your beloved, skin to skin, playing and frolicking—such sweet days possess a power that even the gods cannot shake, and no matter how much time has passed, they can continuously warm people's hearts.

Chapter 368 What? It's called a surprise!

The rising steam enveloped the two of them.

Whenever the hot water in the bathtub surged up, Kana Shimamoto would whisper "slow down"; and when the water in the bathtub calmed down, she would mutter "how annoying," letting out a sweet sigh from her half-open mouth.

After her bath, the dignified and gentle Mrs. Tazaki leaned against the bathtub, panting. Her beautiful oval face was slightly disheveled, making her look quite pitiful.

"I'm going downstairs now, the two of them have cooked noodles."

Tsukasa Tazaki stood up from the water, took a clean towel to dry himself, and buttoned his shirt in front of the mirror.

Kana Shimamoto slumped softly in the water, like seaweed washed ashore by the waves. After watching Tsukasa Tazaki's body being hidden by his clothes, she smiled naturally and charmingly.

“You’re so mean!” she yelled.

Tsukasa Tazaki turned around and looked at her rosy skin: "How am I bad?"

"You made two little girls cook noodles for you, while you sneaked up to bully the older one," Shimamoto Kana pursed her lips and asked lazily, "If this isn't bad, then what is?"

Tazaki Tsukasa turned around and walked to the edge of the bathtub, looking down at her: "I am bad, do you have a problem with that?"

“How dare I, a weak woman, have any objections?” Shimamoto Kana muttered, then smiled meaningfully. “Besides, what kind of man are you if you only know how to bully me? If you’re so capable, go bully your Hanami-nee.”

Tazaki Tsukasa patted his chest and said domineeringly, "If she's still here, I'll take care of her too!"

"Wow, impressive!"

Kana Shimamoto clapped her hands with schadenfreude.

"Get up too, let's go downstairs and get something to eat."

Tsukasa Tazaki bent down, supporting her soft, smooth body, and helped her stand up from the bathtub.

Her firm abdomen and jade-like legs emerged from the water, their exquisite lines catching the eye. But before Takashi Tazaki could get his fill of the view, she dried herself off, put on a bathrobe, and started blow-drying her hair at the vanity.

Gazing at his wife's snow-white nape, Tazaki Tsukasa said to Shimamoto Kana in the mirror, "What a beautiful woman..."

"I really am much prettier than before after I met you." Shimamoto Kana's smiling eyes were also looking at Tazaki Tsukasa standing behind her.

“Love is good for hormone production,” Tsukasa Tazaki said, touching her buttocks with his hand. “Even here, it’s perkier than before.”

"Stop it, stop it," Shimamoto Kana dodged slightly, then turned back and glared at him. "Can't you see I'm blow-drying my hair? What if you mess it up?"

"What's there to be afraid of if things get chaotic?"

Tazaki Tsukasa leaned down and kissed the delicate skin of her neck from behind: "Madam is living a more and more comfortable life, but I am becoming more and more withered."

"That's complete nonsense."

"This is the destiny that men and women are born with."

Kana Shimamoto probably found the word "destiny" interesting, and couldn't help but laugh.

“Poor man,” she turned around and kissed Tsukasa Tazaki’s forehead, “Hurry up and get out of here, or I’ll have you carry me down the stairs.”

Urged on by her, Tsukasa Tazaki turned and left the room.

In the bathroom where she was alone, Kana Shimamoto gently tugged at her bathrobe, pulling it up to just above her chest, covering her delicate collarbone.

Then, she picked up her phone from the small stool, and her call with Hoshino Hanami continued.

and……

The call log shows a missed call from Kurisu Kikkawa.

With her eyes still misty but a sly glint in them, Shimamoto Kana placed her phone on the table and said "Hello."

The next second, Hoshino Hanami's suppressed anger rang out from the microphone.

Forty-seven minutes—

"Do you know how I spent those forty-seven minutes—"

"How did Hoshino-sensei manage?" Shimamoto Kana asked with a smile, reaching behind her neck to gather her long, black hair. Then, holding her hair in one hand, she picked up a hair ribbon from the table with the other and deftly tied it into a ponytail.

"I'm very unhappy right now!"

"Could it be that they heard our voices and used their hands to do it themselves?"

"..."

"Oh dear, are you angry because you're not saying anything?"

"……right!"

“Getting angry won’t help. Didn’t you hear what Tazaki said? He said that even if you were here, he would teach you a lesson too.”

"You two just wait until tomorrow—"

“I’ll be waiting for you with Tazaki tomorrow,” Kana Shimamoto said into the microphone in a provocative tone. “Let’s see who’s at a disadvantage, me or you who’s come all this way.”

After saying that, she hung up the phone and dialed Kurisu's number instead.

"Hey, what does Auntie want with me?"