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"Heh, this shameless old man is still the same as before, still so fond of playing around." Yotsuba Mahiro muttered with disdain.

"Shin-kun, do you mean that Mr. Kushima is on stage?"

"Hmm, you didn't notice only because you were affected by the magic he cast. Kushima Retsu was actually on stage the whole time, just cleverly hiding behind that woman," Mahiro chuckled softly.

Mayumi and Sayaka were startled. They focused their attention and looked carefully at the location he indicated, and sure enough, they saw another person in the darkness!

Sayaka's magical abilities were slightly weaker, and she could only make out a blurry figure.

But Mayumi was different; with her multifaceted observational abilities, she could see clearly that an elderly man with white hair was standing there.

It was none other than the legendary magician from the Kushima family—Kushima Retsu!

Chapter 41 The boat will sink when it reaches the bridge

Kushima Retsu, besides being known as a magic master, is also the teacher of Nanagusa Hirokazu and the Yotsuba sisters.

However, just as Yotsuba Mahiro said, Kushima Retsu is indeed a shameless old man who loves to play around.

First, he activated a large-scale mental interference spell to secretly observe the students' reactions below.

Then he suddenly reappeared, first to educate the students about their lack of vigilance.

Then he would boast about his magical talent, how he used magic with such precision that even a very weak spell could fool the geniuses present.

Only a handful of people could discover him.

It can only be said that he truly deserves to be hailed as one of the world's strongest magicians, an "ultimate" and "most ingenious" "trickster".

He's still a shameless old man.

And this banquet, which brought together nine schools for speeches, ended in such a farce.

After the banquet and dinner, the students returned to their rooms.

With a beep, Yotsuba Mahiro swiped her card to open the hotel room door.

What came into view was a room that could be described as luxurious, and it was even a suite.

The floor-to-ceiling windows, composed of several panes of glass, offer a glimpse of Mount Fuji in the distance and the dense forests on its slopes.

If there were a fireworks display in the distance right now, he was sure this room would be the best spot to watch it.

This must be the legendary executive suite, right?

It's a single room, the kind you get in a room with a single room.

Is this a perk for the Ten Masters Clan?

With that thought in mind, he sank deep into the sofa, looking up at the luxurious ceiling and chandelier, and let out a sneer for the umpteenth time in the past few days.

"Ha, capital..."

It's really great!

The initial sneer turned into a direct praise.

As he once said, there is no such thing as fairness in the world. The reason why people feel it is unfair is simply because they have not received the special treatment they deserve.

He, Yotsuba Mahiro, is just like everyone else; he is an ordinary person.

With such a luxurious room, how many people could resist enjoying it?

What's more, he also has a beautiful woman by his side.

That's right, he wasn't the only one who returned to the room; Sayaka was also brought back by him.

He was sitting on the other side of the sofa, looking rather reserved.

However, using the word "bent" doesn't seem quite right, since Sayaka was the one who came along on her own initiative.

Mahiro, of course, did not refuse.

The atmosphere was a little awkward with just the two of them alone in the room. As a novice driver, I didn't know how to get along with this senior student from Mibu.

After a long while, he finally managed to utter a single sentence.

"Um... Sayaka, what did you think of tonight's banquet? Was it as good as you imagined?"

He's a student with two majors.

Aside from perverts like Tatsuya Shiba, most other students are filled with fantasies and curiosity about the places the students of the First Division frequent, especially banquets like the Nine Schools Battle.

Otherwise, why would Erica be willing to go into the banquet hall as a waitress just to take a look?

As a second-year student in the second department, Sayaka was no exception.

"Hmm...it's alright. It's somewhat similar to what I imagined, but it's also quite different. However, I'm very happy to have witnessed the grandmaster's brilliance firsthand. Most importantly, I'm with you, Shinsuke."

Perhaps it was once the conversation started that the awkward atmosphere in the air vanished instantly.

Although Sayaka initially stuttered a bit, she became more and more fluent as she spoke, until finally, her face inevitably turned red once again.

She glanced at Mahiro secretly, then couldn't help but ask curiously:

"...Shinhime-kun, and what about you?"

"I'm very happy too. If it weren't for Sayaka, I probably wouldn't have been able to stay for even half an hour."

This is true.

Although the banquet included a buffet, the food was just so-so.

So if you're just eating, ten minutes is enough.

The rest of the time is spent looking at pretty girls, then finding a corner to sit and daydream, and in the end, they will probably sneak away from the venue.

But it's different when Sayaka is with me.

Seeing her flustered, deer-like appearance in person was definitely worth the ticket price.

Not to mention, besides Sayaka, there's also Mayumi who's always keeping him company and helping him pass the time.

"By the way, do you want to take a shower?"

"Wash, wash, wash, take a bath?"

It seemed that his question had inadvertently touched a nerve with this beautiful girl, and his voice suddenly rose eight octaves.

However, Sayaka quickly realized that she had been too excited, so she said softly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. If we're going to take a bath, please go first, Shinji."

He originally wanted to tease Sayaka a bit, asking her if she wanted to take a shower together or something.

It seems a bit unlikely now.

So he didn't refuse and went straight into the bathroom.

Sayaka, who was sitting on the sofa, buried her face in her arms and whimpered softly after he left.

That's not the plan at all.

What am I even doing...?

......

.....

...

The bathroom lights are orange-yellow, not glaring, giving a warm and comfortable feeling.

The humid heat filled the air, creating a hazy, beautiful atmosphere.

A three-tiered shelf hangs on the wall—shampoos, shower gels, facial cleansers, and other toiletries are neatly arranged on it.

Mahiro was soaking alone in a bathtub filled with hot water.

It wasn't cramped inside; there was enough space for him to lie down and soak in the hot water, which made him feel relaxed and comfortable.

Looking at the ceiling, recalling Sayaka's appearance just now, I felt like laughing again.

He is not a fool.

From the very beginning, Sayaka knew exactly what he was going to do by coming to the room with her.

Unfortunately, he had never had a close, intimate relationship with a woman before, and had absolutely no idea how to get along with her...

"Forget it, things will work themselves out. Let's just take it one step at a time!"

With a splash, Yotsuba Mahiro was completely immersed in the bathtub.

Soon after, he finished washing up and came out of the bathroom, and Sayaka took over the shower.

I leaned back comfortably on the sofa, listening to the gentle patter of the shower from the bathroom, which sounded like a beautiful symphony.

About half an hour later, the shower stopped, and a few minutes later, the bathroom door opened.

He subconsciously glanced towards the bathroom and saw that he and Sayaka had already changed into the white yukatas provided by the hotel.

But when he looked at Sayaka, he couldn't help but be stunned.

To be honest, Sayaka looked very alluring in her yukata, but what attracted his attention the most was her long hair.

Her usually tightly tied high ponytail was suddenly let down.

Her long, glossy black hair fell naturally to her waist, looking as smooth and soft as black brocade.

Compared to her usual cool and stylish look with a high ponytail, it's a perfect contrast!

Chapter 42: If it were you, would you be someone I could bully?

"...W-what's wrong? Is something wrong?"

Sayaka felt a little nervous under his gaze.

"No, everything is perfect, it's just right. Sayaka, you look stunning with your hair down."

"Is that so? I usually tie my hair up when practicing kendo, and it's become a habit over time..."

She grabbed her hair, looked at it, and then picked up a towel to dry it.

Although she appeared calm, there was a hint of unease and tension in her delicate voice.

However, when she was halfway through wiping, Sayaka paused subtly and turned her face slightly away, as if deliberately preventing Mahiro from seeing her expression.

She parted her cherry-colored lips and whispered.

"...Shinhime, could you help me blow-dry my hair?"

"No problem at all!"

......

The hairdryer whirred and blew out hot air continuously.

Holding it in one hand, Yotsuba Mahiro, standing behind Sayaka, gently lifted Sayaka's flowing black hair with the other, carefully blowing it back and forth.

It has to be said that Sayaka's hair has a really good texture; it's smooth yet soft, thick yet fine.

But there were other things that caught his eye besides the hair.

Because he was wearing a yukata, his position allowed him to peek into the deep valley.

Like a plum blossom standing proudly in the cold winter.

Watching the glistening water droplets drip from the ends of her hair at her temples, slowly sliding down her delicate collarbone...

'hiss--'

He couldn't help but secretly take a deep breath to calm himself down.

Sayaka remained silent throughout, and her expression was unreadable, creating a very subtle atmosphere between the two.

Until Sayaka took the first step—

She leaned back slightly, as if she had fallen into his arms.

Yotsuba Mahiro paused for a moment, then realized what she meant.

He stopped using the hairdryer and put it aside, then wrapped his arms around Sayaka and pulled her into a tight embrace.

Thanks to ample exercise, Sayaka's figure is, in a sense, top-tier for her age. The ubiquitous elasticity showcases her healthy vitality and suppleness, which is simply an ultimate enjoyment.

Of course, this was also the first time he had ever been so close to a girl.