Chapter 49: Love under shower
Exhausted, Haruto stumbled home, his mind spinning like a whirlwind. As usual, Satsuki was there to greet him, pulling him into a warm embrace before silently studying his condition. His fatigue was obvious—his shoulders slumped, his eyes dull.
When she asked, he muttered something about a surprise exam at school.
Satsuki sighed, brushing his disheveled hair before declaring, "You need a bath."
Without waiting for protest, she guided him toward the bathroom, her grip firm yet gentle. The steam soon fogged the mirror, wrapping them in a hazy intimacy as she began washing away his weariness, her fingers lingering just a little longer than necessary.
Satsuki finished undressing and stood with her back to him, her arms wrapped around herself, playfully preventing Haruto from seeing her full figure. Yet, her back and curves alone were captivating enough to make Haruto’s heart race. He quickly shed his own clothes. Satsuki, observing his eager expression, felt a pleasant flutter of anticipation.
Haruto turned on the shower, testing the water temperature before gently wetting both of them. Satsuki mentioned she wanted to wash her hair, and Haruto eagerly offered to help, which she gratefully accepted. Due to the limited space, Haruto sat on the edge of the tub, asking Satsuki to sit inside.
Being particular about cleanliness, she opted to crouch. Haruto first rinsed her hair and then took the shampoo, carefully working it through her long, thick locks – a task that would have been quite strenuous for her to do alone. Initially, Satsuki had her back to Haruto, but when he needed to reach the ends of her hair more easily, he asked her to turn around. She comfortably leaned into his lap. Haruto was meticulous, ensuring no soap got into her eyes. Satsuki smiled, watching his focused expression.
Haruto, sensing Satsuki’s amusement, maintained a serious demeanor as he continued to wash her hair with concentration. Satsuki, still smiling, idly traced a pattern on his knee with her finger. Then, she gently stroked the skin along his thigh, feeling the warmth.
Satsuki seemed pleased with her playful interaction. She pressed her palm against his thigh, her fingers gently encompassing it, and slowly moved her hand upwards. Haruto shivered with delight, which only made Satsuki happier.
She continued her teasing, repeating the motion a few times. Haruto’s leg muscles flexed slightly in response, and Satsuki then ran her fingers along the back of his knee, a light touch going up and down. Haruto felt well compensated for his hair-washing efforts.
Satsuki then gently cupped his hands in hers, a mischievous glint in her eye as she playfully pretended to squeeze them tightly. Haruto immediately shook his head in mock horror, making a gesture of surrender. Satsuki was very pleased and, to show her kindness to a ’captured’ opponent, she leaned in and gently kissed his forehead.