"I'm not going to spill it."
"..."
Amamiya Natsuki didn't say anything. He simply turned his head and glanced toward the chair beside them.
"Huh?"
Tsubame-senpai followed his gaze curiously, then seemed to get burned by a flame. Her face flushed with embarrassment, and she hurriedly looked away.
There were two towels on the chair.
They looked as though they'd just been fished out of the water.
"Hurry, hurry up and take them out!"
Tsubame-senpai turned away and cried out in embarrassment.
"Yes, yes."
Amamiya Natsuki picked up the two towels and left the room for a moment.
Tsubame-senpai let out a soft breath of relief. Holding the cup in both hands, she took small, slow sips of water.
Could it be... that her constitution really was special?
Back at school, she'd secretly listened to her friends describe their experiences, and theirs all seemed different from hers... Wait a second!
Tsubame-senpai suddenly realized something.
Maybe it wasn't that her constitution was special. It could also be because of her junior. His experience was completely different from what her friends had described. You had to experience it yourself to know how terrifying it could be.
That was right.
It had to be!
It was all her junior's fault!
Click.
The door opened softly.
Tsubame-senpai came back to her senses and hurriedly hid under the covers.
"Senpai, finished your water?"
Amamiya Natsuki walked over to the bed and asked softly.
"Finished..."
"Want another glass?"
"No, I'm not thirsty anymore."
Amamiya Natsuki asked again:
"Senpai, want to take a bath?"
"Yes..."
"Want me to carry you over?"
"Yes..."
Tsubame-senpai opened her arms and let Amamiya Natsuki pick her up without the slightest hesitation.
For one thing, her whole body ached, as if she'd fallen apart, and she really could barely walk.
For another...