Girls' Bathhouse Night Talk

"Damn it..." Sean groaned inwardly.

He pressed himself against the edge of the statue's base with all his strength, trying to sink his whole body as deep as possible.

But there was a statue here, and a running tap—basically, even sitting cross-legged would leave his head exposed.

Still, he had to force himself lower. Just now, Sean couldn't tell whether the sudden increase in heat against his body had come from the hot water pouring from the tap or from Daisy's equally scorching body.

He was a little dazed now...

Daisy, who had not spent half the day soaking in hot water, was just as dizzy. When she had rushed over earlier, she seemed to have really seen something she shouldn't have...

And she had bumped into Sean just now, hadn't she?

Little White Flower felt her legs trembling. She instinctively held both hands behind her and tried her best to hunch over.

"What's wrong, Daisy? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?" Hermione was lying against the edge of the bath. Through the steam, she caught sight of Daisy's state and immediately grew suspicious.

Daisy's body stiffened. Slowly, slowly, she sat down and forced out a smile. "I'm fine..."

Hermione stood up skeptically, intending to check on Daisy.

Little White Flower jolted. Her hands fumbled wildly behind her as she muttered under her breath, "Don't look, don't look!"

Half of Sean's head was submerged underwater. All he could see was Little White Flower's pale, gleaming skin—how could he see Hermione?

He was being shoved around until he was dizzy. His foot slipped by accident, making quite a splash.

At once, both Sean and Daisy froze in place.

"Daisy?" Hermione became even more suspicious.

The sound of water rippling drew closer as Hermione prepared to come over and check on Daisy.

"Ow—"