Shinomiya Kaguya's pretty face flushed crimson as she lightly bit her lip.
"I'll pass..."
"Of course you won't." Although Amamiya Natsuki still hadn't fully recovered his strength, he was feeling much better. He easily pinned the Young Lady onto the little bamboo stool and said solemnly, "If you're taking a bath, then of course I have to make sure you're thoroughly clean."
Shinomiya Kaguya looked toward the wall.
"I can handle that myself."
Amamiya Natsuki said, "Just enjoy your bath. The vice president talks too much."
Shinomiya Kaguya: "..."
So slender.
Amamiya Natsuki's gaze traveled down from the Young Lady's slim shoulders. He couldn't help marveling again.
Even though he'd seen it many times before, he still wanted to say:
The Young Lady's waist really was incredibly slender. It felt like he could easily wrap one hand around it.
As the saying went, "The King of Chu loved a slender waist." There was clearly a reason for that.
"I'm starting."
Amamiya Natsuki picked up the Shower Head and solemnly gave her a warning.
"Mm."
At the Young Lady's quiet response, Amamiya Natsuki soon began helping her wash her back.
Compared to the Young Lady's ordinary back-washing service, Amamiya Natsuki clearly wasn't satisfied with plain fare. After simply washing her back, he slyly reached forward with his right hand.
Shinomiya Kaguya's body trembled slightly. She continued staring at the wall in front of her, as if she hadn't noticed anything.
The air soon fell quiet.
Neither Amamiya Natsuki nor Kaguya spoke again. Only the Shower Head's steady spray of hot water filled the room.
But before long, a sound suddenly rang out in the bathroom.
Clack.
Another item had appeared out of thin air and fallen, drawing their attention.
Amamiya Natsuki looked down and saw a single handcuff. Not only that,