"Towel? What towel?"
"The-the towel for my shower...!"
"You even forgot your towel, Class Monitor?"
The girl in the bathroom was so embarrassed that steam practically rose from her head. Her body was already wet, warm water running down her back, following her waistline, soaking her slender legs, and dripping from her toes.
She held up her long hair with one hand to keep it dry. The delicate lines of her shoulders and neck were clean and graceful, her chest rising in gentle curves without a trace of excess. As the water flowed over her, she resembled a low embankment in the misty rains of Jiangnan, soft, warm, and slender, or an unripe flower bud waiting to bloom in the spring rain. "Chen Shi'an, hurry up...!"
"All right."
Chen Shi'an was speechless too. Having to bring her toilet paper when she borrowed his bathroom before was one thing, but now he even had to deliver a towel when she borrowed his shower.
"I have a new towel in my bag that I haven't used. Do you want it, Class Monitor?"
"Yes..."
Chen Shi'an opened the wardrobe and took out the spare new towel Sister Wanyin had given him. His thoughtful older sister had already washed it for him, so it was ready to use. He hadn't expected that troublesome little sister Meng Qiu would get to use it first...
Towel in hand, Chen Shi'an went to the bathroom door and knocked with his knuckles.
At the tapping, the naked girl inside instinctively tensed.
"Open the door, Class Monitor."
Come on! How am I supposed to open this door?!
"You-you stand to the side..."
"Relax, Class Monitor. I'm not a creep. I won't look."
"Then close your eyes..."
"They're closed, they're closed."
Chen Shi'an stood to one side of the bathroom