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After washing up on Natsumi Murasaki, Makoto Jingu began to clean himself. After all, smelling so strongly of romance, it wouldn't be good to go straight home.
Having regained some strength, Shinomiya Natsumi also helped Jingu Makoto wash his body.
After washing for a while, Makoto Jingu changed the murky water in the bathtub and rinsed it with clean water.
Then, he wrapped Murasaki Natsume's flawless white body in a bath towel and carried her to the bed in a princess carry.
Makoto Shingu covered her with a blanket, gently kissed her forehead, and said, "Natsume, get some rest. I'm leaving now."
“Okay~” Natsumi Shinomiya nodded, her face blooming with a sweet smile.
……
The sun had completely set, and the sky was pitch black. More than two hours had passed since school ended.
I had originally planned to go home for dinner at 6 p.m. with Yuna and the others, but I was delayed for so long because I was helping Natsume Murasaki with her homework.
Jingu Makoto stood at the door of the Tsubakihara house, slightly uneasy. He took out his key and opened the door.
Before he even entered the room, he heard a familiar and warm voice.
"Welcome back, Makoto~"
Then a voluptuous and graceful figure, accompanied by a fragrant breeze, rushed towards him.
Makoto Jingu caught Yuna Tsubakihara and gave her a big smile as he looked at the gentle Yuna in front of him.
"I'm back, Yuna-nee~"
The voices of Tsubakihara Mira and Nina could also be heard from inside the house.
"Little Cheng~", "Cheng-kun~"
Jingu Makoto bent down to take off his shoes, then put on slippers and went inside.
Yuna Tsubaki walked behind him, took off her schoolbag, and put it aside.
Upon entering the living room, Tsubakihara Nina was already seated at the dining table.
She was no longer wearing the blue school uniform she had worn that morning, but a loose white T-shirt, indicating that she had arrived quite early.
Wearing a pale yellow apron, Miss Mira moved back and forth between the kitchen and the living room, placing bowls of steaming food on the dining table.
Seeing this, Jingu Makoto immediately went to help.
With Makoto Jingu joining them, the meal was served quickly.
Miss Mira looked at him and said in a reproachful tone, "Xiao Cheng, why are you back so late? The food has already been reheated."
Jingu Makoto scratched his head apologetically: "Thank you so much for keeping everyone waiting for so long."
Seeing the embarrassed look on Jingu Makoto's face, the gentle Mira didn't press him further. She simply tugged at his cheek and said with a smile, "Alright, alright, it's good that you know to come home."
Then, returning to his seat, he said to Yuna and Nina, who were already seated, "Let's start eating!"
"I'm starting!" ×4
Makoto Jingu picked up his bowl and began to enjoy the delicious meal prepared by Miss Mira.
I don't know if it was some kind of telepathic connection, but Miss Mira made a lot of highly nutritious foods today: abalone, oysters, scallops...
Jingu Makoto was enjoying the delicious oysters; the meat was tender and juicy.
He ate several in a row, and I have to say, he got a little tipsy.
As they ate, they started chatting.
The lively Yuna Tsubakihara began to tell stories about interesting things that happened at school, and Nina would occasionally chime in with a few words.
Miss Mira didn't say much, but looked gently at the three people in front of her.
Actually, despite Yuna's lively personality at home, she always likes to stick close to Jingu Makoto.
Outside, she was the most shy one, giving off a kind of aloof and unattainable vibe. According to Rina, she seems to have a fan club at St. Hua Women's University.
On the contrary, Nina-nee looks cool, but she is actually a genius who excels in both sports and socializing and has many friends; she is also great at studying and often tutors her older sister Yuna in her studies.
Although they weren't related by blood, Ms. Mira, as well as Yuna and Nina, treated him like family, taking meticulous care of him. Feeling this warm atmosphere, Makoto Jingu thought to himself, perhaps this was the reason he strived to become stronger.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Yuna helped Ms. Mira wash the dishes.
Meanwhile, Makoto Jingu and Nina Tsubakihara were resting on the sofa. Nina turned on the TV and tuned to a channel that was playing a documentary.
She leaned against the corner of the sofa, her long legs curled up like a lazy cat.
Tsubakihara Nina stared at Jingu Makoto's face, her eyes somewhat dazed, seemingly lost in thought.
"What's wrong, Nina-nee?" Jingu Makoto suddenly turned his head, and their eyes met unexpectedly.
"..." She hurriedly lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. "It's nothing. How have your studies been lately...?"
"I'm fine, I'm sure I'll get good results in this entrance exam!" Jingu Makoto said confidently.
The entrance exams in this world are divided into theoretical tests and practical tests. He has no problem with the practical tests, and after studying hard for a while, he is confident that he can pass the theoretical tests as well.
"Okay, that's good." Rina responded softly, her fingertips unconsciously twirling the ends of her hair.
Laughter and chatter came from the kitchen, accompanied by the clinking of dishes.
In contrast, the air in the living room seemed strangely still, with only the steady narration of the documentary host remaining.
Jingu Makoto scratched his head in frustration. When he first came to this house, Nina-nee was even more clingy to him than Yuna-nee.
I don't know when it started, but whenever the two of them are alone, she becomes like this—only when the three of them are together can I see the cheerful and talkative Nina from before.
(So...it's because of puberty?) He sighed silently to himself.
After cleaning up, Yuna and Ms. Mira walked out of the kitchen one after the other. Yuna, with a sly smile, nimbly sidled up to sit next to Jingu Makoto. Nina's gaze darted between the two of them, her lower lip unconsciously tightening, her lowered eyelashes concealing the emotions flickering in her eyes.
"Ugh......"
Miss Mira, who had witnessed all of this, sighed silently in her heart.
When will this child realize her own feelings? You know—in the battlefield of love, falling behind even a step means you might never catch up again.
Chapter 11 Makoto-chan, you've grown up!
As night deepened, the bright moonlight shone through the gaps in the curtains onto the wooden floor.
In the room, Jingujou opened the wardrobe, took out his pajamas, and prepared to change.
Since he had already taken a bath at Natsume's house, he planned to change his clothes, wash up quickly, and then rest.
"Makoto-chan~ You forgot your schoolbag in the living room~"
With a sweet voice, the door was pushed open without warning. Miss Mira leaned against the doorframe, swinging her schoolbag in her hand.
"Wait, wait! Miss Mira!"
Jingujo frantically grabbed his shirt, which he had just taken off, and used it to cover himself, but it was too late. His well-trained physique was already fully exposed.
"Hmm~" Miss Mira placed her schoolbag on the table, her slender fingers lightly touching her lips, a mischievous glint in her deep blue eyes. "Xiao Cheng, what's there to hide? You used to always pester me to take a bath with you when we were little~"
The past is the past; I am a completely different person now.
However, Jingujou still managed a casual laugh: "Miss Mira, is there anything else?"
Miss Mira smiled and shook her head: "No. By the way, Cheng, are you planning to take a shower? Why don't you go to the bathroom to change your clothes?"
“No, I…” Jingujiro was about to say that he had already taken a shower at Natsume’s house, but he quickly realized something was wrong.
You can't exactly say you took a shower at a girl's house, that would definitely lead to more troublesome questions.
So he changed his tune and said, "Haha, I was just about to go wash it."
"I see~" Miss Mira drawled meaningfully, her fingertips lightly touching the doorknob. As she turned, her waist-length blonde hair drew a graceful arc in the air. "Then you should wash it thoroughly~"
With a "bang," the door slammed shut, and Shingujo let out a long sigh of relief.
Fine, I'll take another bath then. There's nothing wrong with taking more baths.
Meanwhile, outside the door, Miss Mira gently stroked her burning cheeks and murmured in a voice only she could hear:
"I never expected that Makoto-chan would grow up like this."
……
In the bathroom, Jingujou filled the tub with water and waited until it was at the right temperature before stepping into the bathtub.
"Hoo," he said, closing his eyes and leaning against the edge of the bathtub. The rising steam made him look like a celestial being.
Taking a bath was not only good for his body, but also for his weary soul.
However, after soaking for only a few minutes, he heard the door being opened again.
"Who is it?" Shingujo asked loudly.
The visitor did not respond, but instead pushed open the bathroom door and came in.
Jingujou straightened up, turned around, and his eyes widened instantly: "Miss Mira?!"
That's right, the person who suddenly barged into the bathroom was none other than Tsubakihara Mira. What's worse, she was only casually wrapped in a pure white bathrobe.
Her long, flowing golden hair cascaded down her back and shoulders in elegant curves. A thin bathrobe clung tightly to her mature body, revealing a large expanse of fair skin at the neckline, with the delicate lines of her collarbone faintly visible.
Perhaps Miss Mira found it too hot, as the hem of her bathrobe barely covered her upper thighs. Her two long, beautiful legs were completely exposed to the air.
The fabric behind her was stretched into soft waves, reminiscent of the heavy, sweet fruit hanging from branches in summer.
Jingu Castle couldn't help but gasp, then turned his head and asked.
"Miss Mira, what are you doing?"
There's no way around it, Miss Mira's charm is just too amazing.
However, due to his status, he dared not and did not want to do anything outrageous to Miss Mira.
Tsubakihara Mira covered her mouth and smiled as she watched Jingujiro turn his head away. Then, she moved gracefully behind Jingujiro.
"Auntie, I'm here to help Xiaocheng take a bath and relieve his stress."
"Your entrance exams are coming up soon, Xiao Cheng. You must be under a lot of pressure. If you don't release it, it will only build up and might affect your health later."
"That won't be necessary. I'm not actually under a lot of pressure," Jingujou politely declined.
"No, Xiao Cheng, some illnesses, if left untreated when they're minor, will become troublesome later. And have you forgotten about your dark circles this morning?"
"Or are you saying you're tired of me? Waaah, my child has grown up~."
Miss Mira pouted slightly, her mature and charming face displaying the aggrieved expression of a little girl.
Children, what more can I say?
Jingujou quickly replied, "How could that be? How could I possibly look down on Miss Mira? Come on, I do have a lot of pressure, and I need Miss Mira to help me release it."
Then he closed his eyes, ready to enjoy Miss Mira's help.
"Well then, here I come."
Miss Mira lowered her head slightly, her cherry lips close to Makoto Jingu's ear, her breath warm: "The first step... is to rub your back."
Her fingers trembled slightly, and the towel she had been clutching loosened a little.
Then, she took the shower gel from the sink, pressed it gently, and the creamy white shower gel overflowed into her palm.
Even though there were bath towels and bath sponges right next to her, she deliberately rubbed shower gel all over herself.
"Um……"
She gave a soft hum, leaned forward, and placed her hands on Jingu Makoto's shoulders. The soft touch against his back was smooth with the scent of shower gel.
"Next, it's the front."
As she massaged his back up and down, her slender hands slid down his shoulders, and the slippery foam traced white lines on the boy's firm chest as her fingertips moved.
Then she gently took care of his most sensitive areas.
The force was gentle yet carried an irresistible quality.
Jingu Castle wasn't stupid; upon guessing the current situation, a comfortable yet exciting feeling immediately arose within him.
……
The back was almost completely rubbed, and Miss Mira looked at the current state of the Shrine Castle.
"Oh dear..." Her soft chuckle carried a hint of mischievous triumph. "Makoto-chan's reaction... is quite honest~"