Chapter 273
Is this learning ability even applicable in any field? Isn't it a bit too far-fetched?
Even at this moment, the tsukkomi (complainer) continued to perform her duties, though she was too embarrassed to say it aloud.
What Ikuyo Hitori thinking was:
What takes others years to learn—piano and synthesizer skills— Ishikawa Hayato learned in a month, but this learning ability was used for the wrong things...
They felt their bodies go limp just thinking about it.
Looking at the three of them, Liang felt a teasing urge and spoke as he recalled the events.
"As for other things... his whole body is extremely stiff when his muscles are tensed, he is very strong, and you can't feel him slowing down even in difficult postures, and it's as if he never gets tired."
And... it's very big, and a lot comes out. Even with a condom, it keeps getting on me, saying it doesn't want to be thrown away and that it would be happier if I handled it in other ways.
There's not much else to say, just enjoy it. Oh, and if you really can't take it anymore, you can pretend to be asleep, and that person won't make another move."
Although she didn't quite understand some of what Liang was saying, Nijika felt her heart beating very fast and couldn't help but hug her legs.
The image of Ishikawa Hayato's strong physique, which he had seen several times, involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
She couldn't help but swallow.
Thankfully, Liang didn't continue speaking at that point, otherwise she definitely would have interrupted.
Beside her, Ikuyo also silently squeezed her legs together tightly, staring blankly as if she was thinking about something.
Hitori was submerged from the neck down, her hands resting on the bottom of the bathtub between her legs, gazing dreamily at the steam rising from the surface.
Liang herself couldn't help herself either. Seeing their emotional expressions, she glanced at Ikuyo's phone on the counter not far from the bathtub and said...
"If you're curious, I'll call Hayabusa and have him come in..."
"Absolutely not!"
At this critical moment, the last shred of reason in Nijika's heart awakened her. After she finished speaking, she looked at the two people who were still silent and felt relieved that she had come back to her senses.
Liang sighed as he looked at her nervous expression.
"You don't need to worry about anything. There's a performance tomorrow, so he definitely won't make a move. That person will definitely find a good opportunity to make things comfortable for us and won't cause us any trouble afterward."
At this moment, Nijika's mind was filled with Ishikawa Hayato. She quickly recalled the time that Ishikawa Hayato dried their shoes in the rain, and the fact that he hadn't taken the opportunity to receive her first kiss yesterday morning.
"I know Hayato-kun won't take advantage of this opportunity to make a move... but..."
Nijika suddenly realized that she actually wanted to agree to Ishikawa Hayato to come in for a bath together. She panicked and looked around, noticing that everyone else's faces were extremely red.
"We've been soaking for too long, we're going to get dizzy if we stay any longer, everyone hurry up and get ready to get out!"
"Ah, um, yes."
Hitori and Ikuyo gradually came to their senses and stood up somewhat awkwardly, with Nijika following suit.
Seeing this, Liang also stood up.
Pool water mixed with bath salts flowed down the girls' bodies.
A moment later, the four of them dried themselves, dried their hair, and changed into their pajamas before heading to the living room.
"I've prepared some warm milk for everyone, let's all replenish our fluids... Hey, why are your faces all so red?"
Ishikawa Hayato looked at the four people who seemed to have been soaked in water and asked in surprise.
Upon seeing Ishikawa Hayato, Nijika's heart raced, and she urged him on loudly with her last bit of strength.
"He's just dizzy from soaking, Hayato-kun, hurry up and take a bath!"
She didn't even dare to let her gaze linger on Ishikawa Hayato.
195. Self
A few minutes ago.
Ishikawa Hayato lay on the sofa, holding his head in his hands, looking out the window at the scenery.
Their living room and balcony are separated only by a row of glass doors, allowing for an easy view through which the night view is not obstructed by tall buildings.
To have such a great view in this bustling corner of Tokyo is truly a rare treat.
But he got bored after watching for a while, and sat up on the sofa, wondering why they had taken so long to shower today.
He had the idea of eavesdropping, but immediately dismissed it.
His bored gaze wandered around the house. On the table were the board games he had prepared for tonight. Looking at the brightly colored games, he pondered the only unresolved issue concerning the Ikuyo family.
After a while, he heard some noise from the washroom, smiled, and began preparing warm milk to replenish the water for the girls who had been soaking for too long.
After he had finished preparing everything, he went to the corridor to greet them.
"I've prepared some warm milk for everyone, let's all replenish our fluids..."
The four beautiful girls who emerged from the passageway all had flushed faces, their eyes seemed to be filled with misty tears, and their steps were slightly unsteady.
Their skin, not covered by their pajamas, was fair with a rosy glow, but it looked somewhat different from the rosy complexion on their faces.
Ishikawa Hayato wasn't the kind of naive guy who couldn't distinguish between being smitten and being aroused by a girl; he immediately understood the situation.
The girls seem to be having a very long chat, he thought to himself with a wicked grin.
"Hey, why are your faces so red? Did you get dizzy from soaking?"
Ishikawa Hayato knew that his pretense could only fool Nijika.
"He's just dizzy from soaking, Hayato-kun, hurry up and take a bath!"
Sure enough, when Nijika urged him on guiltily, he saw the suspicious looks from Hitori and Ikuyo, as well as the disdainful look from Liang: "Why are you pretending to be innocent?"
He smiled, knowing full well that Nijika was in a rather turbulent mood, yet he still moved closer to them and teased them.
"Everyone smells so good, let me smell them before I take a shower."
Stop playing and get going!
Nijika naturally disagreed. Standing at the front of the group, she took a small step back, but still looked angry at Ishikawa Hayato from the very front.
Seeing that Nijika was different from usual, shy and not daring to even reach out her hand, hiding her hands in her chest, yet still maintaining a domineering attitude, Ishikawa Hayato chuckled inwardly.
Very cute, thank you so much.
He sighed, avoiding the obvious.
"Sigh, looks like I'll have to smell it in the bathroom."
Don't smell it.
When Nijika should have called Ishikawa Hayato a pervert, she didn't, because that would have been a reward for him.
Ishikawa Hayato smiled and exchanged glances with each of them before heading towards the bathroom.
"Call..."
Nijika breathed a sigh of relief.
As she sighed, Liang calmly walked past her, headed to the sofa, and noticed the board games that Ishikawa Hayato had placed on the coffee table.
There are also a few glasses of milk.
Without turning around, she walked towards the coffee table and gave Nijika some instructions.
"Nijika, the more shy you are, the more you'll get teased."
"Then what should I do?"
Nijika used a questioning tone, but her expression clearly showed that she understood exactly what Liang wanted her to do.
Liang picked up the milk, turned around, and smiled at her.
Nijika stared at her blankly.
Ishikawa Hayato takes a very fast bath.
After taking a shower, he quickly cleaned the bathroom and left the still fragrant bathroom with a refreshed look, heading towards the living room.
This is what he saw in the hall as he prepared to loudly announce his return.
Liang sat on the beanbag chair in front of the coffee table, holding a game controller in her hand, with the TV screen showing her entering the game.
Ikuyo stood next to Ryo, watching Ryo's actions with curiosity and asking about the game's mechanics.
Ishikawa Hayato felt that she didn't even know much about the game that Ryo was playing, which could be said to be a national game in Japan.
His gaze shifted backward.
Nijika sat on the sofa, leaning back to rest, and together with Hitori, who was sitting upright next to her with a cushion, they watched the cool operation of the TV screen.
The boxes of board games on the coffee table had been moved slightly, but none of them were opened. The several glasses of milk that he had placed there had been cleared away, leaving only a freshly poured glass, which seemed to be for him.
After witnessing this ordinary scene, he smiled and silently walked towards the sofa.
When Hitori and Nijika noticed him, he put his index finger to his lips to tell them to be quiet.
Hitori, always the most obedient one, shut her mouth without a second thought. Nijika hesitated for a moment, then gave Ishikawa Hayato a warning look, and handed him the milk.
Ishikawa Hayato took the cup, drank it down in one gulp, and lazily placed the cup on the coffee table before climbing onto the sofa.
He crawled over from Hitori, until he reached Nijika's thighs, and lay down, resting his head on Nijika's lap.
Although Nijika looked wary, she didn't make any move in the face of his actions.
Hitori stood up, intending to give him her seat, but Ishikawa Hayato was already lying down, reached out and hugged her waist, making her sit there.
Hitori glanced back at him lying on the sofa, then sat down again, next to Ishikawa Hayato's chest.
He lay down behind Hitori, his arms wrapped around Hitori's waist, his head resting on Nijika's thigh.
At this distance, he could clearly smell the fragrance of the girls after their bath, and he could touch their soft pajamas on his arms and other parts of his body, and feel their delicate skin beneath the pajamas.
What is the blessing of having multiple wives? What is the pleasure of having a beautiful and soft embrace?
That's it!
Seeing him lie down like that, Nijika breathed a sigh of relief, because Ishikawa Hayato's state clearly indicated that he didn't intend to do anything. She quickly lowered her guard and smiled gently.
Ishikawa Hayato was resting his head on her lap, glanced at her and smiled slightly in response. He then took Hitori's hand in his arms, which was wrapped around Hitori's waist.
Hitori smiled gently, completely satisfied.
Ignoring Ishikawa Hayato's blissful moment, Ryo had already chosen the giant monster he wanted to challenge and started the game.
She loaded Ishikawa Hayato's save file. Although Ishikawa Hayato didn't play much, his level and game progress were far ahead of the others.
"Ryo-senpai got to this point in just 20 hours? That's amazing!"
Although Ikuyo didn't know much about it, she had heard about it from friends. After seeing Ryo's progress, she looked at Ryo, who was calmly giving herself a buff, with admiration.
"Um."
Ryo didn't mention that this was Ishikawa Hayato's save file; after buffing herself, she went in.
Later, Ishikawa Hayato watched Ryo go to fight monsters with his tattered equipment and chuckled silently. His equipment was just something he cobbled together; he was aiming for a near-perfect clear.
Nijika noticed his expression and knew that this guy was holding back again.
She looked at the TV screen and saw Liang being restrained at the start, and then being hit and left with only a sliver of blood.
Nijika glanced at Liang's flustered actions and quickly understood the situation. She smiled indulgently and gently stroked Ishikawa Hayato's head.
If Ishikawa Hayato behaves himself and doesn't cause trouble, this guy spoils him a lot.
Sensing Nijika's gentleness, Ishikawa Hayato turned to look at her. Nijika was wearing Nijika 'Hitori pajamas, but they weren't as loose and baggy as he had imagined; they just looked a bit too big overall.
Her hair wasn't tied up, but hung loosely, about the same length as Hitori. She looked less lively than usual, but that liveliness had been doubled and channeled into a tolerant and loving wifely demeanor.
Coupled with her gentle smile at that moment, it was breathtaking.