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Furthermore, it is the smallest of the four guest rooms, and the windows are not large. Compared with the three guest rooms mentioned above, it has no advantage whatsoever.

Except... it's right next to Kazusa's room!

“My own room at home is very small, so this room feels quite welcoming.”

Seeing that Kazusa didn't reply for a long time, Genji offered an explanation.

The reasons are somewhat thought-provoking.

He didn't have any complicated thoughts; he simply saw this quarantine opportunity as a chance to improve his piano skills as quickly as possible.

However, seeing Kazusa's hesitant and indecisive reaction, he turned his head to look at the other guest rooms.

"Of course, if it's inconvenient, I can sleep in another room."

"There's nothing inconvenient about it. You can rest in whichever room you like."

Kazusa took a deep breath, turned around, and said these words.

That would be the best outcome, and it's the result that Gen Chiya is happy to see.

When he first started practicing swordsmanship with Saeko Busujima, it took him about a month to be able to fight her on equal terms without being completely overwhelmed.

Now, after spending more than ten days and twenty-four hours a day together, his piano skills will likely improve rapidly, like a rocket.

I'm actually looking forward to seeing how much he'll have grown by the time the quarantine ends.

With the room decided, the rest shouldn't be too difficult.

As for a change of clothes, there are clean bathrobes in the wardrobe in the guest room.

In addition, there are even individually packaged disposable underwear!

Aside from today, Yuan Qianye has never spent the night at a wealthy family's house.

He didn't understand whether all wealthy people were so thoughtful in preparing such things in their hotel room wardrobes.

But this did not prevent him from choosing such a thoughtful arrangement after being deeply shocked.

There's no way around it; any brother with a younger brother knows that if he's not restrained, he'll wobble around mischievously when he walks.

Yuan Qianye was also not used to that feeling of wind between his legs.

I must say, he found the disposable underwear to be quite natural and comfortable when he wore it.

The hygiene standards and materials used in the packaging were clearly stated, which minimized his resistance.

The only drawback was that the bathrobe was a little short; when he wore it after showering, the hem only covered his knees.

He's currently going through puberty, and his sexy leg hair is starting to show.

When Shatou was alone with a boy for the first time, she kept giving herself mental suggestions to not appear flustered.

But upon seeing Gen Chiya, who had just emerged from her bath, he couldn't help but momentarily lose his composure.

His hair was still damp, his features were clean and defined, and his collarbone was showing through the loose collar of his bathrobe—he was the epitome of a handsome young man…

Kazusa has always looked down on and despised those infatuated girls who can't resist handsome men.

She believed that the girls' behavior was indecent, unreserved, and utterly shameless.

But now, she seems to have some empathy for it.

There are some people and some things that you can't easily draw conclusions about if you haven't encountered or experienced them yourself.

Chiya had no idea that such an ordinary bath could lead to such a profound emotional growth for Touma Kazusa.

"I'm done washing, you should go wash up too."

"Ah."

While Kazusa went to take a shower, Chiya quickly washed her clothes and used towel at the sink in the washroom and hung them outside to dry.

Actually, there are automatic washing machines in the cubicle outside the bathroom, one standing and one hanging, one large and one small, used to wash large items of clothing and underwear respectively, and both have automatic drying and sterilization functions.

But Yuan Qianye, being a boy, still had some sense of what was going on.

He doesn't know how to use the washing machines that other people use to wash their private clothes, and hand washing doesn't take much effort for him either.

Kazusa's bath took a bit long, more than forty minutes.

When Yuan Qianye saw her come out, he turned off the TV in the living room, went over and said goodnight to her.

It's already past midnight.

"You go to sleep first, I still need to dry my hair."

Kazusa dried her long, damp hair with a towel, then added after a moment's thought,

"You can tell me anything anytime. Treat this place like your own home, don't be shy."

"Yes, thank you very much."

Yuan Qianye smiled at her.

Kazusa watched him intently as he returned to his room, then went back to the vanity outside the bathroom, patted her flushed face in the mirror, and took out the hairdryer.

After she finished blow-drying her hair, the clothes in the washing machine were also finished washing and drying, so she carried the clothes back to her room.

As she lay down on the bed, she looked at the ceiling and let out a long sigh of relief.

That day, even though there was nothing particularly tiring or strenuous, she felt extremely exhausted, and she didn't know why.

Before she could think about it any further...

A series of knocks on the door made her heart leap into her throat again!

"Knock knock knock".

There were a few more knocks on the door!

At the same time, Chiya's voice came from outside the door: "Touma, are you asleep?"

He he he he he he he!

What is he going to do?!

Kazusa sat up almost instantly, hugging her pillow tightly, and sat on the bed like a duck, facing the door, ready for anything!

Although she did just say that I could contact her anytime, no matter what...

but!……

But this time is not included!

What does he want to do at this time?

Does she really think she's that kind of casual girl?

However, as Kazusa remained temporarily silent and anxious during her brainstorming session, the situation did not show any further signs of deterioration.

Kazusa's keen hearing came in handy at this moment.

In the quiet night, she could clearly hear the footsteps outside the room fading away.

She suddenly knelt on the bed and asked in a loud voice, "I'm not asleep yet, what's wrong?"

The sound of footsteps, which had faded into the distance, returned urgently to the door. A somewhat embarrassed voice came from outside: "My phone's dead. Touma, do you have a Type-C charging cable?"

Touma Kazusa: "..."

She slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension in her heart disappeared.

But at the same time, there was a slight sense of loss that she didn't quite realize.

"Yes, please wait a moment."

Kazusa opened the drawer, took out a phone charger, and opened the door.

"Sorry to bother you, thank you, good night."

Yuan Qianye gratefully accepted it, and while thanking her, he glanced at her directly before turning around and going back to his room.

Kazusa closed the door and silently returned to bed.

Looking at the Kapibala doll placed in the center of the bedside table, I don't know why, but I suddenly threw a straight punch, hitting it right in the middle of its smiling face!

Yeah, that feels great now!

sleep!

Oh wait...

Kazusa quietly got out of bed and locked her bedroom door from the inside.

This time, she could finally lie in bed completely at ease.

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The following day, January 4th.

The second day of living together due to an unexpected quarantine event.

Touma Kazusa woke up naturally after a good night's sleep. Still half-asleep, she turned to her side and tapped on her phone.

9:10... It's only a little past nine.

Oh right, I went to bed pretty early last night too.

Kazusa yawned and stretched, raising her arms high.

As she raised her hand, her cotton pajamas revealed her perfectly smooth belly, which could be easily encircled by one hand.

After getting out of bed, Kazusa moved quietly and went to the door, pressing her ear against it.

I didn't hear any sound. Is that guy still asleep...?

No, no, this is my own home, why am I acting like a thief!

Kazusa immediately straightened her back and walked out of the room with a righteous air.

Upon arriving in the living room, Yuan Qianye, who had already gotten up, was standing by the kitchen stove, smiling as he greeted her with a "Good morning!": "What a coincidence, breakfast is almost ready. I was just about to wake you up when you got up."

Is that a coincidence?