"W-wait a moment…"
Seeing Kitahara about to kiss her, Seika quickly called out, her face red with tension.
Danger!
She couldn't let the perverted brat take the initiative!
Once she let him take the initiative to take advantage of her, it definitely wouldn't end quickly. What if… what if she got dizzy from lack of oxygen and forgot to refuse the perverted brat's pushing his luck?
As for whether Kitahara would dare to go further, or even completely devour her… there was no need to doubt it.
Last time in the bathroom, he dared to push his luck even with Nijika standing outside the door; there was probably nothing he wouldn't dare to do!
So, she definitely had to take the initiative herself!
"What does Seika-nee want to do?"
Kitahara stopped upon hearing her.
"Hmph~"
Seika lightly snorted, gritted her teeth, and glared at him with a flushed face:
"Don't move, I'll do it myself!"
"Seika actually chose to kiss me first?"
Kitahara was surprised:
"It feels like the sun has risen from the west."
"Less nonsense!"
Seika covered her chest with her left hand, made a fist with her right, and tapped Kitahara's knee:
"Hurry up and squat down!"
"…"
Kitahara naturally squatted down without hesitation.
Their eyes met.
Their breaths mingled.
Seika's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her gaze quickly darted away, shyly avoiding his eyes.
Although she was in her twenties, Seika was clearly as easily embarrassed as a young girl.
"Hoo…"
Seika didn't hesitate for too long; she quickly took a deep breath, and her rosy lips moved towards Kitahara for a kiss.
A faint coolness was transmitted to Kitahara's heart, but before he could actively savor it, Seika quickly pulled away, like a dragonfly touching the water.
"It's over already?"
Seika's pretty face was burning hot, and she punched Kitahara's chest again, her pretty face taut as she said:
"Anyway, I've kept my promise and kissed you. If you, you brat, still want to push your luck, I'll really get angry!"
"Alright, that's enough for today."
Kitahara knew when to stop.
Training Seika certainly couldn't be rushed; it had to be done step by step, slowly. Today's gains were already enough.
It seemed like he was the one forcing the situation, but if Seika had firmly refused, Kitahara definitely wouldn't have forced her.
Seika should have been well aware of this, yet she not only didn't refuse but chose to kiss him herself. Although it was just a light touch, it was enough to prove Seika's true feelings…
Because it was 'coerced,' it doesn't count as betraying Nijika, right?
"Seika-nee, get up. I'll go get your clothes first. Once you're dressed, we can leave."
Kitahara stood up as he spoke.
The distance between the two was quite close. As Kitahara stood up, Seika felt a wave of masculine scent wash over her. She instinctively turned her head away in shyness and leaned back, but her movement was too large, and a sharp pain shot through her waist again.
"Oh, no…!"
Losing her balance, Seika instinctively reached out her right hand, wanting to grab something to steady herself, and the closest thing to her was naturally Kitahara.
Bad news.
Her right hand grabbed empty air, only catching the towel around Kitahara's waist.
Besides that, there was also good news: Kitahara grabbed her arm, helping her steady herself.
"…"
The air suddenly fell silent.
Seika clutched the towel in her hand, her gaze involuntarily falling on Kitahara's body, then her face quickly flushed, almost dripping blood.
Damn it!
She definitely had to wash her eyes thoroughly when she got back!
"Seika-nee, can I have my towel back now?"
Kitahara broke the silence with a helpless voice.
"Here."
Seika frantically turned her head away, tossing the towel over. After a pause, she seemed to feel that her flustered appearance was embarrassing, completely lacking the composure an adult should have. So, she forced herself to turn back, her pretty face burning hot, and deliberately evaluated him with a disdainful tone:
"Tch, nothing special…"
Kitahara slightly raised an eyebrow, stopping the action of tying his towel:
"What did Seika-nee just say?"
Seika felt a murderous aura approaching, but only her mouth was the hardest. She continued to act tough:
"It's just elementary school level, so of course it's nothing special."
Alright, alright, so you're lying through your teeth, huh?
Today, I'll definitely see how long you can keep up that tough act!
Splash.
Water splashed.
Kitahara scooped Seika out of the onsen.
"Ah…"
Seika let out a soft cry, quickly covering her body with her hands. She had a towel before, but after falling asleep in the onsen, the towel had floated off to who knows where.
"You brat, what are you doing?!"
Seika's voice was tense, and she glared at him, putting on a brave front despite her inner fear.
"Seika's words just now made me very angry."
Kitahara's voice was low:
"So it's necessary to give Seika some punishment."
"You dare… "
Seika's words were cut short, her voice muffled.
"Hoo… hoo… "
A moment later, Seika, breathing in fresh air again, gasped for breath, her eyes glazed over. She thought the punishment was over, but little did she know the real punishment had just begun.
"Wait, wait a minute… No… "
"Quick, stop… I'm Nijika-senpai's sister… Ugh… "
"I'm sorry, it was my fault… "
Kitahara finally stopped:
"Seika-nee, what did you do wrong?"
Seika, who was usually so tsundere, was now as docile as a kitten, her eyes misty, and she spoke in a low, humble voice:
"I… I shouldn't have spoken insincerely and lied… "
Arrogance also depends on who the other party is.
If it were Nijika, Kita, Hitori, or even customers, Seika would naturally be firm to the end and not compromise, but now it really wouldn't work.
Seika clearly realized her current situation. If she continued to be firm, she would really be completely eaten up… She definitely didn't want to give up her chastity so easily!
"Hoo… "
Kitahara took a deep breath and silently activated [Sage Time] to quickly calm himself down. Relying solely on his willpower might not be enough to control himself:
"If there's a next time, Seika-nee, you'll be responsible for the consequences."
Seika: "Perverted brat, don't even think about a next time!"
"…"
There was no need to say more about what happened next. After activating [Sage Time], Kitahara became desireless and saw beauty as fleeting clouds. He quickly calmed down, left the onsen, and retrieved the washed clothes.
Seika hid behind the screen, quickly put on her clothes, and then the two of them left the Onsen Village together, returning to the real world.
"Finally back…"
Upon returning to the familiar storage room, Seika immediately breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Kitahara with murderous intent:
"You're not allowed to tell Nijika about today, or you're dead!"
Kitahara had already deactivated his ability, no longer in the state of a desireless great sage. Hearing her words, he said in a low voice:
"Seika-nee, are we going to keep our relationship a secret forever?"
Seika's heart skipped a beat, and she stammered guiltily:
"What, what do you mean?"
"Of course, it's for Seika-nee to take responsibility." Kitahara said righteously, "We've kissed and hugged. Seika-nee wouldn't put on her skirt and pretend not to know me, would she?"
Seika: "…"
What does 'put on her skirt and pretend not to know me' mean?
We didn't even do that kind of thing!
"What do you mean by taking responsibility?" Seika crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at him in embarrassment and anger, "Do you mean you want me to date you like Nijika and Ryo-senpai?"
"That's right." Kitahara's expression was calm, his face already so shameless that bullets couldn't penetrate it, "Seika, join my harem."
Thump!
Seika clenched her fists in anger and punched him directly:
"Perverted brat! You really want to die, don't you?!"
Date you like Nijika and Ryo?
The age gap is so big, how could I possibly agree to you?! You might not care about your reputation, but I do!
Just then, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.
"Sister, are you in there?"
Nijika's voice came from outside the door.
"It's Nijika." Seika was startled and quickly said, "I'm in the storage room."
"It's good that Sister is in." Nijika breathed a sigh of relief, "I just saw Sister's message and came right over… How are you doing now, Sister? Open the door and let me in."
"I'm fine now, Nijika, don't worry." Seika coughed twice, her voice a little guilty, "I just got a call from a friend and was talking on the phone in here. I was chatting so happily that I forgot the time."
I'm sorry, Nijika, I lied.
But I can't let you know the secret in the storage room, no matter what.
"I see." Nijika's voice sounded a little hesitant, "I think I just heard Kitahara-kun's voice?"
Seika was startled and quickly denied it:
"How could that be? That brat didn't come today, did he?"
Nijika whispered:
"But Hana said Kitahara-kun came."
Seika: "…"
What's going on with Hana?!
Seika quickly turned her head and glared at Kitahara in a panic.
"Nijika is Hana's mother. Since she's here, it's perfectly reasonable for Hana to play with her mother for a while, right?"
Kitahara's expression was innocent as he responded in a low voice.
Seika was almost going crazy: "Then why didn't you say so earlier?!"
Kitahara was very innocent: "Seika-nee never asked me."
Seika: "…"
"Sister… why aren't you saying anything?"
Nijika asked curiously from outside the door.
"Perverted brat, what do we do now?"
Seika looked at Kitahara in a panic, clearly at a loss.
Kitahara pondered for a moment, then leaned close to Seika's ear and whispered:
"Nijika-senpai probably found out my whereabouts from Hana. Denying it now will only make Nijika more suspicious, so tell her the truth."
"Huh?!"
Seika looked at him in disbelief.
Tell the truth?
Let Nijika know that her boyfriend and I were secretly in the storage room?
Even if the world ends, this secret cannot be told to Nijika!
"Seika-nee, don't worry." Kitahara lowered his voice and said calmly, "Didn't you say earlier that you had sent Nijika a message in advance? So, just hide the secret of us bathing together in the Onsen Village. You can tell her everything else. Just say you couldn't reach Nijika and had no choice but to send me a message. As for why you denied it just now… just say you were worried Nijika would misunderstand."
"You're too skilled, aren't you?"
Seika narrowed her eyes and glared at him with murderous intent:
"Are you secretly cheating on Nijika often?!"
I already said it's an open harem, so I'm not cheating!
Kitahara said bluntly:
"Nijika-senpai and Ryo-senpai are all so smart. If I were cheating on them, I would have been killed with a cleaver by now, right?"
"That's true…"
Seika hesitated for two seconds, then quickly took a deep breath and chose to adopt Kitahara's suggestion, saying with a blush:
"Nijika, there's something I need to tell you."
Nijika was curious: "What does Sister want to say?"
Seika coughed twice guiltily: "Um… that brat is also in the storage room."
"Eh?"
"…"
The door opened.
Nijika stood outside the door, hands on her hips, with a subtle expression.
"Nijika-senpai, good evening."
Kitahara greeted her with a normal expression, looking completely unfazed.
"Good evening…"
Nijika responded softly, her gaze quickly passing over Kitahara to look at Seika in the room, saying with a subtle expression:
"Sister, what are you and Kitahara-kun doing?"
"We didn't do anything!"
Seika tensed her facial muscles, trying hard not to show a guilty expression. She held her waist with her right hand and said resentfully:
"When I was moving things just now, I accidentally hurt my back again. The drinks spilled all over the floor, and even my clothes got wet. I was cold and in pain, and Nijika hadn't seen my message, so I had no choice but to try sending a message to that brat… That's what happened."
Kitahara explained from the side:
"I was watching TV at home just now. When I received Seika-nee's message, I came over to help. At that time, Seika-nee's clothes were all wet from the drinks, so I took Seika-nee to the Onsen Village to wash and change clothes. We just came out and heard Nijika-senpai knocking."
Aside from concealing the secret of bathing together in the onsen, other aspects were consistent with the facts, so it sounded very reasonable.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let Sister come over to organize things alone…"
Nijika's eyes conveyed an apology.
"It's fine now." Seika waved her hand, her gaze a little evasive, "The reason I said that brat wasn't here just now was mainly because I was worried you, Nijika, would misunderstand…"
"Seika just thinks too much." Kitahara said with a righteous expression, "We are innocent; there's nothing we need to hide from Nijika-senpai."
Seika: "…"
Innocent?
You did things even more excessive than kissing and hugging in the Onsen Village just now, and you have the nerve to say you're innocent?
How can there be such a shameless perverted brat in the world?!
"Thank you, Kitahara-kun, otherwise Sister would still be alone in the storage room." Nijika pursed her lips, seemingly believing their explanation.
"Seika, did you hear that?" Kitahara turned to look at Seika, "Considering how hard I worked to come and help, shouldn't Seika give me some reward?"
A reward?
I'll reward you with a bone-breaking flying kick!
Seika bit her teeth, glaring at him in embarrassment and anger:
"Next time you come to play, drinks and admission will all be free… Nijika, you go get busy. I'll clean up the storage room."
"Sister, don't push yourself. It's only been a week, and your back has been hurt twice again." Nijika sighed helplessly and earnestly advised, "Let Kitahara-kun clean up. If this continues, you might be bedridden again."
Kitahara nodded:
"Leave the cleaning to me, Seika. You go rest first."
"Hmph…"
Seika let out a soft hum, ultimately not continuing to act tough.
Next up was cleaning time.
There were still many customers to attend to, so Nijika quickly said a few words and then hurried back to serve them. Kitahara stayed behind to clean, while Seika leaned against the doorway, acting as 'supervisor'.
A moment later.
The storage room was once again clean and tidy.
"All done."
Kitahara clapped his hands and turned to look at Seika:
"Is there anywhere else that needs cleaning?"
"No," Seika shook her head, "You brat, you can go back now."
Kitahara sighed:
"You're making me leave right after using me, Seika-nee is indeed a heartless woman."
Seika: "…"
If I don't let you leave, should I make you stay?
Just seeing you makes me angry, okay?!
Seeing Seika's displeased expression, Kitahara knew when to stop. He called out to Hana through his inner voice, then quickly used fast travel to take his leave.
Pushing open the bathroom door, Kitahara heard a clear, pleasant voice of a girl from the sofa:
"Scumbag-kun, where did you go?"
Kitahara looked over and saw a pink-haired girl sitting on the sofa watching TV, it was Anon.
"I just went to help out…"
Kitahara briefly explained and sat down next to Anon.
Sniff, sniff~
Anon quickly leaned in, sniffing all over Kitahara like a drug-sniffing dog. Her cheeks quickly puffed up like a hamster's:
"Scumbag-kun smells like another woman."
"…"
This pink-haired girl was clingy and prone to jealousy. After she reversed-seduced Kitahara a few days ago, her clinginess had increased exponentially. It was only eight o'clock now, still a long time until the pre-onsen bath, and the reason she came over so early was to be affectionate.
Her current 'interrogation' wasn't to make Kitahara confess the truth, as Kitahara had already explained. Her real goal was just one thing: to make Kitahara coax her.
Kitahara clearly understood Anon's little thoughts, so he simply extended his right hand, pulled Anon into his embrace, and whispered in her ear:
"Speaking of which, the school should be empty now. Anon, do you want to try it at school?"
Anon's pretty face quickly flushed, and she feigned disdain, pouting:
"Scumbag-kun, don't have such perverted thoughts all the time~"
Kitahara raised an eyebrow and said:
"Then why is Anon's heartbeat faster?"
Anon stubbornly denied:
"No way, my heartbeat isn't faster."
Kitahara leaned in: "Let me listen."
"Scumbag-kun, go away… Ah…"