I'm No Worse Than Ichika

"Heh heh, I do like hearing that, but I'm not that easily fooled."

Nakano Ichika lay lazily in his arms, deliberately asking, "You really like black stockings?"

Fushimi Makoto gave a sincere answer, "Strictly speaking, I like girls with beautiful legs like yours no matter what kind of stockings they wear."

Nakano Ichika blushed and hummed in agreement, her beautiful eyes darting around, seemingly planning something.

Suddenly she sat up.

Under Fushimi Makoto's questioning gaze, she changed her position, leaning against the headboard, and placed her fair legs, visible beneath her shorts, into Fushimi Makoto's arms.

With bright, passionate eyes, she said, "I just washed myself very thoroughly. Even without stockings, it should still be a lot of fun~"

Hiss!

She has the nerve to call me lewd? It's your words that are lewd!

Fushimi Makoto didn't stand on ceremony with her and started doing it without hesitation.

"Don't go up there." She also gave her a charming smile.

This provocation is outrageous!

Fushimi Makoto held her soft, delicate feet in his hands, saying, "This still isn't quite right."

"What do you mean?" Nakano Ichika didn't understand.

Fushimi Makoto moved closer to her, and the distance between them instantly closed. His hand "automatically" moved from holding the girl's small foot to resting on her thigh.

Before Nakano Ichika could react, Fushimi Makoto said, "That's right now."

She thought Fushimi Makoto was trying to clarify that he really didn't touch her upwards, but that his hand could only be placed there because they were so close.

She really enjoyed these little games that couples usually play.

So she curled her lips, ready to retaliate, but Fushimi Makoto grabbed her foot again.

The next moment, Fushimi Makoto grabbed her foot and pulled her into his arms, and Nakano Ichika uncontrollably lunged at him.

The moment he pulled the girl into his arms, he deliberately laughed and said, "Watch closely, this is how you play the tug-of-war."

"Eh... um."

Nakano Ichika could answer, he kissed her softly.

This triggers a combo.

The girl proved once again that she was indeed quite skilled at pulling and tugging.

But that's all he's got.

The two bickered and Fushimi Makoto went to take a shower.

He had barely stepped into the bathroom when Nino, who had been keeping a close eye on things outside, immediately appeared.

Nakano Nino held a cup in her hand, pretending to come out for a drink, while secretly glancing into Ichika's bedroom.

The bedroom door was only half closed when Ichika got up to get something, and the two sisters' eyes met.

Ichika asked calmly, "You haven't rested yet?"

Nino did not answer, her eyes fixed on Ichika's rosy lips.

It's wet.

It's unlikely that Ichika would suddenly apply lipstick late at night, so the answer is obvious.

Nino's fingers, gripping the water glass, unconsciously tensed and tightened.

They had indeed kissed long ago!

Ichika noticed Nino's gaze at that moment. She didn't try to show off, but simply responded with her usual smile, "What are you looking at?"

"Whispering sound."

Nino took a glass of water, turned around and left.

She was provoked.

Ichika felt more like a victor now, so she hummed a song and sat back up on the bed, thinking that Nino would probably behave this time.

However, she didn't know that Nino had just put down her water glass when she returned to her room and came out with a brand new bath towel.

I'm in the bathroom right now.

Fushimi Makoto was relaxing in the bathtub with his eyes closed when he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door.

Could it be Ichika?

He felt the possibility was quite high.

He neutralized all of Ichika's earlier attempts to pull her away, and in the end, the girl even fell victim to his own tactics. Given her personality, she might find an opportunity to retaliate.

Fushimi Makoto shifted his position, placing his hand on the edge of the bathtub and peering into the glass partition door of the bathroom.

Through the hazy frosted glass, he could clearly see the figure of a girl.

And the other person was still taking off their clothes.

Fushimi Makoto couldn't help but be somewhat surprised.

Seriously? Ichika is going all out?

It's still quite early. If he can't hold back, the Nakano Family will be in chaos again tonight under the influence of the buff.

The next moment, the glass door was pushed open.

Fushimi Makoto was completely stunned.

Nakano Nino strolled in leisurely.

She was only wearing a bath towel.

It's precisely because she's only wearing a bath towel that her large bust size looks even more alluring.

Her slender, fair feet touched the ground, her long, beautiful legs striding forward, her face flushed, as she walked step by step toward Fushimi Makoto.

It wasn't until Fushimi Makoto realized what was happening that he asked, "What's this?"

Nakano Nino blushed, but forced a calm smile, "The massage request on the Arbitrary Coupon's was your own suggestion."

Fushimi Makoto: "?"

I did mention massage, but doesn't this seem a bit beyond the scope of what you're asking?

Moreover, he always felt that Nino's shy yet determined gaze made her look like a young girl preparing to transform into a bathroom goddess.

In fact, he guessed correctly.

Nakano Nino is currently going berserk.

Chapter 106 I'm No Less Than Ichika

After chatting with Fushimi Makoto in the kitchen, Nakano Nino originally planned to find an opportunity to be alone with him, and then use a novice massage to make him realize his feelings.

Nakano Nino wanted to prove one thing: I'm really no worse than Ichika.

Especially since she might be the one to confess her feelings first, she found it even more unbearable to have her sister sneak into her house.

When she went to observe Ichika's bedroom just now, Ichika's moist lips directly stimulated her.

As Ichika asked herself in that gentle voice, her resentment reached its peak.

Do you think you can crush me by adopting a victorious air?

Therefore, Nakano Nino changed her plans at the last minute.

She wanted to tell Fushimi Makoto that Ichika in the family who was bold; she was too.

Her change precisely validates Fushimi Makoto's original theory: tsundere characters need to be thoroughly provoked.

However, Fushimi Makoto was unaware of Nino and Ichika's interaction, so he was still surprised that Nino had suddenly gone berserk.

"Makoto, please turn around, preferably to the left side of the bathtub, so I have enough space to massage you and relieve your stress."

Nakano Nino's face was flushed with shyness, but what she said was unusually bold.

Fushimi Makoto didn't move, but tentatively asked, "I remember our massage agreement didn't mention the bathroom, did it?"

He wanted to take this opportunity to find out what had triggered Nino.

However, the girl did not answer at all. She bent down, wrapped in a bath towel, and Fushimi Makoto.

In this position, both the top and bottom of the towel-wrapped area revealed incredibly alluring curves thanks to Nino's well-developed body.

"Now I'm the masseuse, you should listen to me," she said.

Fushimi Makoto opened his mouth, she continued, "Just like how you massage me to relieve my fatigue, I will always listen to you."

Okay, okay, is this how you play it?

You've even learned to use magic to fight magic?

Fushimi Makoto found it amusing, but in the end he moved to the left side of the bathtub, and also changed his position, turning his back to the girl.

Nakano Nino immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

She was actually quite worried that she would be rejected.

From the moment she walked in, she had been on edge, afraid that she was less important to him than Ichika and would be rejected.

If that were to actually happen, she doubted she would be able to handle the shock and burst into tears.

Thankfully, none of this happened.

Nakano Nino stepped both feet into the bathtub and sat down directly.

The bath towel was instantly soaked.

If Fushimi Makoto turns around now, then the most beautiful view in the bathroom will no longer be blocked.

"Why haven't you started yet?"

Fushimi Makoto leaned over the edge of the bathtub and asked a question.

He wasn't nervous at all; on the contrary, he was a little curious about how far Nino could go.

"I need to warm myself up."

Nakano Nino gave a response that sounded very fake.

Fushimi Makoto couldn't help but laugh this time, "If you're too nervous, we can go somewhere else."

"No trade!"

Nakano Nino quickly refused.

She added, "Makoto, you're wrong. I'm not nervous right now."

"Then why haven't you started yet?"

"Because I'm recalling the details of the massage techniques you used on me."

That reason is really flawless.

Fushimi Makoto didn't expose him further, and nodded, saying, "Then think it through carefully. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me."

Nakano Nino remained silent.

She could tell the other person was teasing her.

Damn it, I've already taken the hardest step, why am I still hesitating?

I'm incredibly strong now!

She encouraged herself mentally, and finally picked up the towel hanging on the wall, her delicate white hands landing smoothly on Fushimi Makoto's back.

Fushimi Makoto felt the texture of the towel and couldn't help but ask, "You call this a massage? Isn't this just a back scrub?"

"Don't worry about it!"

Nakano Nino blushed and retorted.

Fushimi Makoto deliberately said, "Is this how a masseur treats his customers? I'm going to give you a bad review."

Nakano Nino knew he was trying to help her relax, and smiled with a bright smile, "Whatever. I'm not a professional anyway. That's how amateur masseuses are. I'll just not do it next time."