Chapter 89: The Hot Spring Trip, Part 2

By the time Anhe returned with the snacks, the curtains had already been drawn, and the room was dim save for the faint glow from the television.

The two sisters sat leaning against the wall directly in front of the TV, wrapped in blankets.

What was playing was a modern urban drama. Anhe watched for only a moment before losing interest. He set the snacks down and squeezed over to sit beside Amamiya Sagiri.

The blanket was large enough to cover all three of them. No sooner had Anhe sat down than Amamiya Sagiri naturally leaned against him. She always smelled so sweet.

Perhaps because they had already crossed that line, Amamiya Sagiri had started gathering her long hair at the back of her head, leaving only two strands to fall beside her ears.

Anhe rested his head on hers with obvious enjoyment, breathing in the shampoo fragrance drifting from her hair as he glanced at the screen and asked offhandedly, “What show is this?”

At his words, Amamiya Sagiri first glanced at her sister beside her. Feeling that gaze, the younger sister’s pretty face heated up, and her little feet beneath the blanket curled inward without her noticing.

Only then did Amamiya Sagiri give a light laugh and say, “My Brother-in-Law and I.”

“Eh?”

At first Anhe did not quite react to the title. But when he noticed the strange expression on Amamiya Saori’s face beside them, he understood at once and fell silent.

The plot was terribly clichéd: after his wife dies, the husband returns to his hometown, unexpectedly meets his younger sister-in-law, and the two end up living together in an ordinary daily routine.

It was very dull, at least in the eyes of Anhe and Amamiya Sagiri.

Before they had even watched half of it, the two of them had already begun to make mischief beneath the blanket.

As for Amamiya Saori...

That girl was watching with great interest, and when the story turned moving, she even shed tears.

“Should we comfort her?”

Anhe leaned close to Amamiya Sagiri’s ear and asked in a low voice.

Feeling the warmth of his breath against her ear, Amamiya Sagiri’s cheeks flushed slightly. She glanced to the side, and seeing that Amamiya Saori was still fixed on the television, she shook her head.

“Leave her alone. She’ll be fine in a bit.”

“All right then.”

Anhe nodded. Still watching the screen, his hand climbed the snowy peaks with perfect precision.

Since coming into the living room, Amamiya Sagiri had changed into a purple bathrobe, and beneath it she wore nothing but panties. That gave Anhe plenty of room to move.

With only the slightest squeeze, his fingers sank deeply into softness.

Feeling the strange sensation at her chest, Amamiya Sagiri let out a soft, indignant sound, but she did not stop him.

Time passed, and soon the movie reached its climax.

Yes...

A very literal climax.

In mere moments, Amamiya Saori’s pretty face was covered in a deep blush. She hastily covered her eyes with her hands, leaving only a slit through which her emerald pupils furtively watched the screen.

Anhe and Amamiya Sagiri, having already known the ways of the world, did not react as strongly as Amamiya Saori, though their breathing still grew heavier.

The curtain rose.

Straightening her disordered collar, Amamiya Sagiri stood and walked slowly toward the door.

In her hand she was still holding a piece of pink fabric, on which a faint milky stain could be made out.

It was the panties Amamiya Sagiri had fished out of Anhe’s pocket. She had changed out of them last night and had not yet had time to wash them.

“Eh? Sister, you’re not going to keep watching?”

Amamiya Saori’s voice sounded from behind them.

She had been too engrossed in exploring the essence of the film to notice the little movements beside her.

“She’s going to the restroom.”

As he pulled up his trousers, Anhe explained for Amamiya Sagiri.

After she had left the room, he looked at Amamiya Saori and asked, raising an eyebrow, “Why would you choose to watch something like this?”

“Huh? Isn’t it good?”

Amamiya Saori looked baffled. She had thought Anhe would like this sort of thing, since she had chosen it based on the items hidden in the cabinet at his home.

“Is this really something you can watch in front of Sagiri?”

Anhe pressed a hand to his forehead helplessly, rendered speechless by this girl.

Come to think of it, half the “collectibles” in his cabinet really were of this genre.

“All right.”

Slapping the blanket once, Anhe decided to bring this dangerous topic to an end. “I’m going to find some other discs.”

With that, he stood and strode to the television, gathering up the disc that was playing and the others beside it before heading out the door.

When Anhe returned, Amamiya Sagiri had already gone back to her seat and was sharing snacks with Amamiya Saori.

Seeing him approach, Amamiya Saori asked curiously, “What are we watching?”

At that, Anhe shook the disc in his hand and said casually, “The story of a curious little kid and a single mother.”

“Eh? What’s that?”

Amamiya Saori was puzzled, but Amamiya Sagiri’s face instantly turned deathly pale beside her.

She remembered certain unpleasant memories.

Sure enough, moments later, when Anhe put the disc into the DVD player and the words Curse Ring appeared on the screen, Amamiya Sagiri recalled the terror of being ruled by the sound of grinding teeth.

That afternoon, the room was filled with one shrill female scream after another: “Ah—ya!”

This made the passersby outside redden with embarrassment one after another. They clicked their tongues darkly and cursed inwardly with envy and resentment:

“In broad daylight, and doing that sort of thing, and by the sound of it with two different women too. How shameless!”

Of course, Anhe could not hear their thoughts. At that moment, he was utterly lost in the gentle warmth of being clutched tightly by the two women.

Such different sensations, such different fragrances, such different experiences...

Time flew by, and before long evening arrived.

After a simple dinner, the three of them came together into the courtyard.

The courtyard was not large. Apart from a steaming hot spring pool, there was only a stretch of grass, and surrounding it all stood a three-meter wall built of round stones. It was airtight, and the place was exceptionally secluded.

Coming to the edge of the pool, Anhe reached out to test the water.

The temperature was just right, not too hot.

Withdrawing his hand, he looked at Amamiya Saori beside him, dressed only in a pink swimsuit, and said with a light smile, “You go soak first.”

At that, Amamiya Saori blinked and reflexively asked, “What about you?”

“I’ll keep your sister company.”

As he spoke, Anhe gestured toward the graceful figure seated on the corridor in the courtyard.

Because she was menstruating, Amamiya Sagiri could not conveniently touch the water, so Anhe planned to keep her company first.

Hearing this, Amamiya Saori nodded and walked to the water in a few steps. She removed her wooden clogs, tested the temperature with her toes, and once she confirmed it was indeed not hot, she lowered her whole body into the pool.

“Mmm~”

A comfortable sigh escaped her lips, and the sound made Anhe shiver. He hurriedly fled this place of trouble.

Returning to the corridor, Amamiya Sagiri shifted over slightly. When Anhe sat down, she asked, “Aren’t you going to soak too?”

“It’s the same whenever I do it.”

As he spoke, Anhe put an arm around Amamiya Sagiri’s waist. She leaned into him of her own accord, and the two of them rested head to head, quietly watching Amamiya Saori play in the water.

“Do you think she’s very cute?”

Amamiya Sagiri suddenly asked.

Anhe was startled, then realized that the “she” she meant was Amamiya Saori, and nodded.

“She is rather cute.”

As he spoke, Anhe recalled their first meeting and could not help but laugh softly.

“At first, I thought she was the sort of overbearing little troublemaker everyone dislikes. I was even thinking of teasing her a bit and venting some of your anger for you.”

“And now?”

Amamiya Sagiri cut in, suddenly lifting her head to look directly at Anhe.

Being watched like that, Anhe felt an inexplicable unease. After a moment’s hesitation, he answered, “Now she’s the kind of little troublemaker who can be annoying at times, but is liked most of the time.”

“She likes you a lot too.”

Amamiya Sagiri said this oddly out-of-place sentence, then turned her head and kept watching Amamiya Saori in the pool.

What did that mean?

Anhe was somewhat puzzled, but seeing that Amamiya Sagiri had no intention of saying more, he did not ask.

The two returned to their previous quiet.

After a long while, Amamiya Sagiri suddenly yawned, then stood up, stretching as she said, “I’m a little sleepy. I’m going back to sleep for a bit. You go soak.”

With that, Amamiya Sagiri turned and walked toward the door. Just before leaving, however, something suddenly fell from her.

Anhe picked it up and was about to call out to her, but when he saw what was in his hand, he fell silent.

A pack of condoms, and ultra-thin ones at that...

Watching Amamiya Sagiri’s departing back, Anhe could only smile wryly.

“So I’m being treated like some starving lecher.”

With a sigh, he tossed the condoms aside and quickly followed after her.

As for the hot spring?

That could wait any time. Right now, soothing his wife was the priority.

After all, Anhe did not want to secure Saori on one side only to leave a thorn of doubt lodged in Amamiya Sagiri’s heart on the other.

When he returned to the living room, Amamiya Sagiri had already laid out the bedding on the floor.

Although the hotel had three bedrooms and a living room, she still preferred all three of them sleeping together.

Seeing Anhe follow her, Amamiya Sagiri looked a little surprised. She was just about to say something, but he stepped forward in a few quick strides and silenced whatever she had meant to say.

After two muffled sounds, Amamiya Sagiri simply began responding in kind.

A moment later, just as footsteps sounded from the doorway, the two finally separated.

The sliding door was pulled open.

At the entrance stood Amamiya Saori, her face pale and her eyes slightly damp. The moment she saw the two of them in the room, she rushed into Anhe’s arms without hesitation and began to cry softly.

“Waaah... Why did you both suddenly leave? You just left me alone, and I was scared, okay? Waaah...”

Listening to her sobbing little voice and feeling the girl in his arms tremble nonstop, her skin cool, supple, and smooth, Anhe could not help looking toward Amamiya Sagiri.

He vaguely remembered that after watching Curse Ring last time, she had reacted the same way, to the point that even going to the restroom required him to accompany her.

No wonder they were sisters. They were both such cowards.

Anhe could not help laughing.

Apparently sensing what he was thinking, Amamiya Sagiri’s cheeks reddened. She glared at Anhe fiercely, then took Amamiya Saori by the hand to comfort her.

“All right, all right. We only wanted to let you enjoy yourself a little longer. Since you’re back, go change first. You’re soaked through, and you’ve made the bedding damp.”

“Sniff... I didn’t do it on purpose.”

Amamiya Saori sounded aggrieved, but obediently stood up and, a little shyly, covered her chest and lower body with her hands as she prepared to head for the bedroom. Yet after taking only two steps, she stopped, turned back, and looked at the two of them pitifully.

“Could... could someone go with me? I’m scared to go alone.”

At that, Anhe and the other woman were both amused, and in the end it was Amamiya Sagiri who stood and followed her.

After they left, only Anhe remained in the living room.

Stretching, he took his phone out of the travel bag.

When he opened it, there were three missed calls, all from Yamamoto Yoji.

He called back casually. Moments later, the call connected, and Yamamoto Yoji’s voice came through the phone.

“Teacher Anzui! If you had not called me back any later, I might have had to go through the police to find you.”

“What happened?”

Anhe raised an eyebrow. From Yamamoto Yoji’s tone, he could hear only excitement, not panic, so clearly he had not gotten into trouble.

Sure enough, the other side answered his question at once.

“Does Teacher Anzui not know? That recent book, Attack on Titan, because Teacher Kuroko accidentally revealed in an interview that it was written by you, has made your own Sword Art Online explode in popularity as well. In just one day, it shot straight to number one on the new releases chart.”

“That happened?”

Anhe was somewhat surprised. He had not yet heard about this from Kurose Fudako.

After chatting briefly with Yamamoto Yoji, Anhe hung up. Just as he was about to call Kurose Fudako as well, the sliding door was suddenly pulled open, and Amamiya Sagiri and Amamiya Saori, now changed into bathrobes, walked in.

Seeing this, Anhe put his phone down.

Amamiya Sagiri shut the door again, while Amamiya Saori bounced up to the bedding and flopped down without the slightest concern for her image, arms and legs spread wide.

Seeing this, Anhe nudged her with his foot. When she looked over, he said with a smile, “It’s showing. You’re wearing a little bear pattern.”

With a swish, Amamiya Saori sat bolt upright and hurriedly pressed down the bathrobe over her body. Her face turned bright red in an instant, but soon she seemed to think of something else. She lifted the hem of her clothes and glanced beneath, then looked up and glared fiercely at Anhe, puffing out her cheeks in indignation.

“You’re lying. I’m wearing a little rabbit pattern today!”

“Uh...”

This time, Anhe was speechless.

He had only made a casual joke, yet somehow a basic hit had tricked her into revealing a full special move.

“All right.”

Amamiya Sagiri, standing nearby, stepped in to smooth things over. She first reached out and bonked Anhe on the head, then sat beside Amamiya Saori and pinched her cheek in reproach.

“You, can’t you be a little less silly?”

“I’m not!”

Amamiya Saori mumbled through her mouth, though she did not resist.

She liked interacting with her sister like this.

Mm...

If the positions could only be reversed, and she could be the one pinching her sister’s cheek, that would be even better.