The sisters went to the bathroom together. As before, Nakano Nino was the first to slip off her thin underwear.
But this time, she didn't put it away right away. Instead, she pointed at Ichika. "I brought this thing back for you. Shouldn't you thank me?"
Nakano Ichika had been puzzled at first, but when she followed Nino's finger, she froze.
Seeing her sister's expression, Nino felt sure she'd guessed right. Ichika really was hiding a lot from her.
So she adopted the same commanding tone she'd used on the phone. "Ichika, you're a girl!"
Nakano Ichika quickly composed herself and smiled. "I know."
Then she started taking off her clothes as if nothing were out of the ordinary.
Nino sneered inwardly. You're still pretending to be calm?
She was about to launch her second probe when Ichika drawled, "Those track pants are Makoto's, right? So he didn't just massage you today—he also massaged you...?"
Ichika deliberately left the sentence unfinished, then reached over and turned on the faucet. A clear stream of water immediately gushed out.
She shut it off and looked at Nino, who was staring at her in shock. With a teasing smile, she asked, "You get what I mean, right?"
Nino had never seen anyone pull a stunt like that. Her face flushed, and she snapped, "Are you really a girl? Where did you learn to give such... weird hints?"
She paused, changing the word to "weird" at the last second.
She'd almost blurted out "promiscuous."
Good thing she'd caught herself.
Ichika smiled smugly. "You're such a loser, Nino."
Remembering one of Makoto's favorite lines, she grinned wider and said, "Flustered Nino is so cute."
"Idiot!"
Defeated, Nino climbed into the bathtub in a huff.
Ichika elegantly took off her clothes, revealing a figure that put