Chapter 102: Journey’s End, Shared Bath

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Not a word was spoken throughout the night.

The next morning, early at dawn, Saori Amamiya, still lost in slumber, was abruptly pulled out of her bed by Sayu Amamiya.

Because she had drunk a little the night before, her head still felt heavy and foggy.

Struggling to open her eyes and stifling a yawn, Saori looked at Sayu, who was dressed in sportswear, and grumbled, “What are you doing, sister?”

“Morning exercise,” Sayu replied matter-of-factly. She jogged in place a couple of steps, then, seeing her sister still half-asleep, she started backing toward the door while reminding her, “If you don’t want to go, just rest for a bit, but don’t fall asleep. We have to head back at noon.”

“Head back?”

Saori’s mind momentarily froze, about to ask what she meant by that, but she found her sister had already disappeared out the door.

She glanced around the room and soon spotted Yasuo and An, still sound asleep in another bed.

Unlike Sayu, An was not being disturbed.

Seeing this, Saori’s sleepiness vanished instantly, replaced by envy and jealousy. She grit her teeth fiercely, then jumped out of bed, barefoot, and hurried over to An’s side.

Her intention was to grab An’s arm and drag him out of bed just like her sister did, but things rarely went as planned.

Indeed, she grabbed An’s arm under the covers, but before she could pull, he suddenly yanked her toward him.

Caught off guard, Saori stumbled and fell onto the bed.

Before she could get up again, darkness suddenly enveloped her world.

An had thrown off the covers and wrapped her entirely beneath them.

Using his arms, still groggy, An pulled Saori close and instinctively pressed his lips against hers.

But the moment their lips met, he froze.

The taste was wrong.

If Sayu was like a soft marshmallow, then the one whose lips he had just sealed was a rather unripe chewing gum.

Realizing something, An’s drowsiness vanished instantly. He released her lips and threw off the covers abruptly.

Sure enough, the person pressing down on him wasn’t Sayu but Saori, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and a look of utter bewilderment.

Because he had spent a wonderful night with Sayu, An had assumed the arm that pulled him was hers as well, pulling her under the covers for some morning exercise.

He never expected it to be Saori.

Seeing the one on top not letting go, Saori blushed deeply. Struggling with her hands pinned beneath her, she tried to sit up and warned, “What are you doing this early in the morning? Get off me, you’re heavy!”

Hearing her words, An came to his senses but didn’t get up. Instead, he smiled down at her.

Their eyes met.

Saori’s flushed cheeks deepened, her words caught in her throat. She pressed her lips together lightly, her breathing grew heavier, and finally, she closed her eyes, her trembling lashes fluttering nervously, as if surrendering herself to him.

Witnessing this, An’s Adam’s apple bobbed involuntarily, and simultaneously, a voice echoed in his mind.

“Debt must be repaid; it is only right. Since Saori disrupted your morning exercise plan, why not turn the tables and let her replace Sayu? Sayu just left, and she won’t be back for about an hour. During that time, you can use your past experience to fully shape Saori as you desire…”

Although the latter part was somewhat outrageous, An wholeheartedly agreed with the principle that debts must be repaid.

Since Saori had ruined his original morning plan, she owed him compensation.

With that thought, his gaze lingered on her soft, pink lips, then he bent down.

At the touch, Saori’s body trembled slightly.

But with An’s gentle coaxing, Saori soon let down her guard.

Unlike that night by the lake, this time it was daytime, allowing An to clearly observe all her reactions.

The trembling lashes, heavy breathing, accelerating heartbeat, and...

Saori was very sensitive—something evident since earlier at home, when just hearing Sayu’s voice was enough to elicit a response.

Sure enough, shortly after An began, she was already a bit overwhelmed, making strange sounds while unconsciously squeezing her legs together.

After a while, seeing Saori’s breath grow more rapid, An released her.

Under the lights, her flushed cheeks looked utterly enticing.

“Too much,” An silently scolded himself, about to sit up, but suddenly felt a weight around his waist.

Looking back, he saw Saori’s legs wrapped tightly around him.

“This…”

An was momentarily stunned. Looking at her again, Saori’s hazy eyes gradually cleared, though her cheeks remained bright red. She opened her mouth, stammered for a long time but couldn’t say “I want more,” so she bit her lip, closed her eyes, and suddenly lifted her head to meet him halfway.

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An was stunned for a moment but quickly regained composure.

...

An hour later.

When Sayu returned to the lodge, she was surprised to find her sister’s face unnaturally flushed and noticed Saori frequently stealing glances at someone.

In an instant, Sayu understood the situation.

Something must have happened between the two during that hour she was gone.

Though she thought this, her expression remained unchanged, even curling into a slight smile.

That was her nature—once accepting someone’s existence, she wouldn’t get jealous over trivial matters.

Except when it came to that scheming Fusako.

Thinking of the woman’s shameless cries heard through the wall last time, Sayu’s chest tightened with anger.

That woman was definitely doing it on purpose, knowing full well Sayu was right next door but still shouting so loudly.

Shaking her head, Sayu decided not to dwell on it. She placed the breakfast she bought on the table and reminded, then headed to the bathroom.

The experience last night had been so wonderful that, unusually, despite fighting till midnight, Sayu felt no physical discomfort upon waking; instead, she was full of energy—hence her early morning workout.

After running and sweating a lot, Sayu needed a good wash.

Just as she entered the bathroom and was about to close the door, a small hand suddenly reached in.

Startled, Sayu opened the door to find Saori shyly standing there.

Curious, she asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Well...” Saori blushed deeply, lowered her head, and fidgeted with her toes on the floor before gathering courage to say, “Onii-chan, can I take a bath with you?”

“Huh?”

Sayu instinctively crossed her arms and was about to refuse with a “no way,” but seeing Saori’s pitiful expression, and knowing that after returning to Tokyo their time together would likely decrease drastically, she hesitated briefly before nodding reluctantly.

“Alright, but just this once.”

She glanced toward the living room and noticed An, who had been packing, suddenly freeze and prick up his ears to eavesdrop.

Seeing this, Sayu chuckled softly and said, “Saori’s bathing with me. An, you’ll have to take care of the stuff.”

“Consider it done,” An answered promptly.

In truth, he wanted to ask if he could join, but knowing he’d likely get an eye-roll, he held back. Still, he believed the day would come.

Elsewhere,

With An’s consent, Sayu didn’t say more. She took Saori into the bathroom and closed the door, though whether intentionally or not, she didn’t lock it...

The lodge’s bathroom wasn’t large; apart from the tub, the sisters only had a small space to stand.

Sayu was about to remove her inner clothes when her movements suddenly froze.

The burning gaze from beside her made her uneasy.

Turning, she found Saori staring unblinkingly at her chest with envy.

Seeing this, Saori instinctively made a grabbing motion in the air and timidly asked, “Can I pinch? Just once!”

“Well, what do you think?” Sayu smiled gently.

Embarrassed, Saori quickly averted her gaze, began removing her pink pajamas, and muttered sourly, “I really envy you, sister. With that size, An must like you a lot.”

“Nonsense!” Sayu scoffed, blushing but not denying it.

Indeed, as Saori said, An was very fond of her and always held on tightly when they played games.

Saori had no idea what Sayu was thinking, but seeing her suddenly blush, she teased, “Hey, you’re blushing!”

At that, Sayu’s face reddened further, adopting a big sister’s tone to scold, “Dummy, don’t talk about such strange topics!”

“Yeah, yeah,” Saori replied halfheartedly, placing her clothes in a nearby cabinet.

Taking advantage of the moment, Sayu glanced out the window.

In the snowy field not far away, two mounds were faintly visible, covered in pristine white snow. Atop each mound stood some cherry blossom trees, their pink flowers blooming brilliantly even in winter.

Feeling a bit shy under the gaze, Saori’s rosy face deepened, and she raised her hands to cover herself.

Seeing this, Sayu withdrew her gaze and chuckled, “So cute, Saori-chan.”

“Ugh~ don’t say such embarrassing things!”

Saori’s shy tone took on a coquettish edge.

“Hahaha,” Sayu laughed even more, but seeing her sister’s state, she stopped teasing and began unfastening her inner clothes with her hands behind her back.

With a soft snap, the ground seemed to tremble slightly, making Saori glance at her enviously.

Having shed her clothes, Sayu covered herself with one hand and turned on the showerhead.

Warm water sprayed down over the two sisters.

They lathered each other with body wash while chatting casually.

Curious about Sayu’s earlier mention of returning, Saori asked, “Sister, is it true we’re going back to Tokyo today?”

Sayu nodded, threading her arm under Saori’s armpit as she washed her, explaining, “Of course. Have you forgotten about the commission from Ms. Mai Tachibana?”

Hearing this, Saori’s expression faltered; she’d almost forgotten.

The half-month vacation plus this trip to Mount Fuji had nearly made her forget all worries except Kuma.

Now, it seemed after returning, Sayu would have to work hard at Mai Tachibana’s to reclaim the Amamiya family’s assets.

They might not see each other for a long time.

Thinking this, Saori felt a wave of melancholy, numb even to the gentle touches on her back.

Silence fell in the bathroom, broken only by the sound of flowing water.

But soon, things changed.

Feeling something strange in front of her, Saori’s cheeks flushed deeply. She quickly pressed Sayu’s hand and trembled as she spoke, “Sister…”

Sayu chuckled softly and casually replied, “What do you know? I’m just massaging you to help activate your meridians and improve blood flow.”

“R-really?”

Saori was tempted. After hesitating, driven by growing desire, she released her grip.

After applying all the body wash, Saori eagerly turned to help Sayu, but before she could touch her, Sayu warned, “I told you beforehand, I don’t need you to loosen my muscles. If your little hands move willy-nilly, be careful of my revenge.”

Hearing this, Saori pouted but didn’t dare touch her.

After they finished, the sisters entered the prepared bath together, sitting facing each other.

Water overflowed, steam thickened.

In the haze, Saori thought of the true reason for bathing together. With a nervous yet hopeful look at Sayu, who was tilting her head back, she tentatively asked, “Sister, do you know any way to practice lung capacity?”

“Huh?”

Sayu was startled, then shifted her gaze from the ceiling back to Saori, especially noticing her flushed cheeks. Smiling, she teased, “You really want to ask how to last longer when kissing An, don’t you?”

“Umm…”

Saori, as if her secret had been exposed, blushed so deeply she wished she could disappear, submerging herself almost completely, only half her face afloat.

(End of chapter)