In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

After wiping for a while, I looked at the slightly damp tissue, silently crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.

She was secretly relieved that the conversation had taken place in the bathtub, which completely covered up any traces of it; otherwise, there might have been a more obvious and intense situation.

in the bathroom.

Rikka's mind wanders because of a series of "messages" she learned from Eriri.

In addition, she had witnessed several times that Eriri, Saeko, and Utaha, after spending the night with their adoptive brother, looked incredibly satisfied and radiant the next morning—scenes that even she, as a girl herself, found breathtakingly beautiful…

My heart is pounding.

The desire to be corrupted is being pulled and growing wildly!

want to……

It seems like...

Even if we can't take that step now, at least we can find other ways to indirectly satisfy this feeling that can no longer be suppressed.

The actions taken by Takanashi Touka to suppress the clues she had noticed about her younger sister not long ago, instead of achieving the desired effect, had a more serious negative impact.

After Eriri, Rikka didn't soak in the bath for long. She quickly got out of the bathtub, rinsed off, changed her clothes, and then walked gracefully into the living room with her hands behind her back.

"Qianye, we're done washing up, you can go wash up now."

Rikka approached and called out, waiting for Chiya to stop and look over. She subtly puffed out her chest, which was actually not covered by any other clothing.

Yuan Qianye's gaze swept over her, finally settling on her pretty, rosy doll-like face. He said gently, "Okay, I'll go right away. It's late, you should get some rest too."

This has always been the case in our family; everyone shares the same bathwater. We've been doing it since we were little, so there's nothing to be ashamed of.

"Hmm~"

Rikka calmly took a close breath of her sworn brother's intense, masculine scent, which was so strong from his vigorous exercise that it made her dizzy. She felt her heart, which had just calmed down a little, was suddenly ignited again!

My sister isn't home, and there won't be another opportunity like this anytime soon!

Sometimes, the transition from merely daring to think something to suddenly mustering the courage to take action can happen in an instant.

In short, she didn't want to endure it any longer!

Watching Chiya go back to her room, get her clothes, and go into the bathroom, Rikka hurriedly returned to her room as well.

She knew Qianye too well; he always took a quick shower, and even with the time spent soaking to relax, it usually didn't take more than twenty minutes. She had to hurry!

She returned to the door and turned the handle, but the door wouldn't budge.

She paused for a moment, then immediately knocked on the door: "Eri, what are you doing? Why is the door locked?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Eriri hurriedly came to open the door: "I, I was just changing clothes."

Changing clothes?

You didn't even change your clothes when you came out of the bathroom?

Besides you, there's only Qianye and me at home. Are you this wary of your boyfriend?

Although she had some doubts, Rikka didn't think too much about it.

She went straight to her locker and opened the door.

This place is filled with all sorts of strange and unusual things she's bought in the past. Gifts from other good friends like Chiya or Eriri are also placed here. The items here are mostly messy.

Seeing Rikka's eyes darting around quickly, Eriri asked curiously, "Rikka, what are you looking for?"

"It's nothing, don't worry about it." Rikka paused for a moment: "By the way, Eriri, would you like some coffee?"

Eriri raised an eyebrow: "Drinking coffee so late at night?"

"Oh, that's not really the right thing to do. Would you like something else to drink?"

"You have milk at home, right? I'll drink that."

"I'll have one too. Could you please pour me a glass as well... Oh no, never mind, I definitely prefer freshly squeezed orange juice to milk. There are oranges in the fridge, could you please?"

Eriri didn't seem to care: "Is it the original flavor?"

"If it's not too much trouble, add a little honey."

"Know it."

Eriri agreed and left the room without even closing the door.

Rikka peeked over quietly and, after confirming that Eriri had indeed gone to the kitchen, immediately returned to her room and sped up her work.

She took out a pair of walkie-talkies from her storage cabinet, which contained all sorts of strange and unusual things!

She found police-themed anime very engaging, so she bought this.

After playing with it for only a few days, it sat in the closet collecting dust, but now it's finally come in handy.

She turned on the machine. Because it hadn't been used for a long time, the battery was down to about 50%, but she figured it should last until the end of the night.

She turned off the light indicator, then activated the one-way transmission function. After confirming everything was correct, she dashed into Qianye's room and placed one of the items under the bed!

After doing all that, she returned to her room, her heart pounding.

Eriri quickly returned to her room with a glass of milk and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

Rikka thanked her and accepted it.

And so the two continued chatting.

Not long after, Yuan Qianye finished taking a shower, came over to greet the two of them, and said goodnight.

Eriri and Rikka came to the washroom together and brushed their teeth side by side.

Aren't you going over there yet?

Rikka spoke vaguely, her words carrying a hidden meaning.

"What are you saying? Where am I going? Hurry up and brush your teeth and go to bed."

Eriri's attempt to cover up her true feelings only made things worse.

Even though she and Qianye have now established a relationship, she still maintains her initial reserve when it comes to more intimate interactions.

She could never bring herself to go directly to Chiya's room right in front of Rikka.

She still had to do it like before, waiting until Rikka was asleep before sneaking over.

Although such actions would not make much difference in the final outcome, she wanted to minimize any awkward situations between herself and Rikka, and instead maintain a more natural and dignified relationship.

After brushing their teeth, they returned to the room and lay down on the bed together.

After turning off the lights, Rikka's breathing gradually calmed down, and she began to talk less and less until things finally settled down.

Eriri, her eyes wide open and alert in the darkness, remained silent for over ten minutes before softly calling out, "Rikka?"

Receiving no response, she suppressed her impulse, carefully got out of bed, nimbly slipped out of the room, and closed the door behind her.

After she left, Rikka, who had been pretending to be asleep, opened her eyes: "Honestly, why did you have to go through all that trouble... It's not like I didn't know..."

Muttering to herself, Rikka propped herself up.

She knew that if she continued like this, Eriri wouldn't be coming back for the rest of the night.

I'm a little envious of her being able to be so intimate and spoiled in Qianye's arms...

She shook her head, temporarily banishing those thoughts, took the walkie-talkie from the bedside drawer, and carefully turned it on, holding her breath.

The moment the switch was turned on, the sounds from Qianye's room came through clearly.

"...Mmm—pop—ah ha~"

The opening move is a powerful attack that instantly raises Rikka's temperature!

Upon closer listening, the sticky, gooey sound was entirely coming from Eriri!

Rikka swears that she has known Rikka since elementary school and has never once heard her make such an overly cute, wanting-to-be-bullied voice!

How much of a rush are you two going to make?

Eriri had only been gone for less than a minute!

There wasn't any prelude, and it just started like this?!

"Ugh... Chiya! Not there—!"

"What's wrong with it? If you don't tell me specifically... I don't understand at all..."

"Ugh...don't bully me...uh—me~—"

"!!!"

Rikka, panting heavily, reached down and covered her mouth.

"what--!"

Suddenly, Eriri seemed to let out a short scream!

Startled, Rikka, who had been fully immersed in the state of mind, also shuddered violently.

After that came Yuan Qianye's deep, husky, and magnetic voice, full of domineering intent.

"Eri is so cute every time, that's why I like her so much."

"No, don't say such strange things..."

Tick-tock—tick-tock—tick-tock—

Rikka turned the volume up a bit and caught it clearly; the intermittent sounds seemed to be the sound of water droplets falling to the ground.

Where did the water come from in Qianye's room? Did the two of them spill the water?

There wasn't much time for Rikka to think. Minamoto Chiyo's next words came through: "I'm sorry, Eriri. I understand you want to rest for a while, but I've almost reached my limit."

"Thorn-"

"Wait...wait a little while, Chiya...I can't control myself right now. Rikka just fell asleep, what if I wake her up... Waaah!"

Eriri didn't finish her sentence.

Even though Rikka couldn't witness her final sob, she could roughly imagine Eriri clenching her teeth or burying her face in the pillow, trying her best to endure it.

After that, Rikka put the walkie-talkie to her ear and listened to their interactions as if they were right next to her. For the first time that night, she fully understood what Eriri had told her in the bathroom—the source of the pleasure that made her feel like she was flying to the clouds.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.