"…You're actually threatening me in return?!"
Chihaya Anon was instantly enraged.
Completely unreasonable.
Absolutely unreasonable!
Tomori is right outside; you should be the one afraid of the secret being exposed, not me!
"Awoo—"
The more Chihaya Anon thought about it, the angrier she got. She couldn't help but open her mouth and bite down on Kitahara Makoto's palm.
"Hiss~"
Kitahara Makoto lightly sucked in a breath.
Being bitten by fangs really hurts.
"Don't bite, it hurts a bit."
"Wahhh…"
Chihaya Anon covered her chest with one hand, her pretty face tilted upwards, glaring fiercely, with no intention of letting go.
Alright, alright, I told you not to bite, and you're biting even harder, aren't you?
It seems I need to teach you a truly unforgettable lesson!
The bathtub was neither big nor small. Originally, Kitahara Makoto and Anon were sitting opposite each other, which was just right for two people.
Now, preparing to educate Anon, Kitahara Makoto simply reached out, easily wrapped one arm around Anon, and pulled her directly into his embrace.
When bathing, it's naturally impossible to wear clothes… In other words, the two of them were now in a truly intimate state.
"E-e-e-eh?!"
As the terrifying killing intent touched her skin, Chihaya Anon's body first stiffened, then her entire being went limp.
"N-no… no way…"
Chihaya Anon's eyes widened in disbelief, then her pretty face rapidly flushed crimson, and even her voice trembled.
"What do you mean 'no way'?"
Kitahara Makoto asked in a low voice.
"You, you, you… don't mess around…" Chihaya Anon wanted to escape, but the strength in her body seemed to have been completely drained, and she had gone completely soft. "Tomori will hear us…"
"Anon, if you bite the towel, you won't be heard."
"I won't bite that kind of thing!"
Chihaya Anon bit her lip in shame, tilted her head back, and gave Kitahara Makoto a headbutt to the chin.
Idiot!
Idiot, idiot, idiot!
She didn't want her first time to be in a place like the bathroom; it would leave a lifelong regret!
Kitahara Makoto naturally knew that he couldn't do anything too extreme. The bathroom's sound insulation was very ordinary; if the noise was even slightly loud, Tomori would definitely hear it.
However…
He just inexplicably wanted to teach Anon a lesson, otherwise, he felt like life would lose a lot of fun.
"Anon didn't turn on the light, which made me mistakenly think the bathroom was empty. Any accidents that happen should be your responsibility."
Kitahara Makoto suddenly said.
"Huh?"
Chihaya Anon's eyes widened in disbelief.
Shameless!
Too shameless!
How shameless must someone be to say such a thing?!
Even if she hadn't turned on the light, after discovering someone else was in the bathroom, a normal person would immediately exit, right?
Not only did he refuse to leave, but he also got into the bathtub to bathe together; that's already a criminal act!
Although Kitahara Makoto didn't have mind-reading abilities, he could tell Anon's thoughts at a glance and said righteously:
"It's perfectly normal for me to bathe with my girlfriend, isn't it?"
"Pfft~"
Chihaya Anon couldn't help but lightly spit.
"I only asked you to pretend to be my boyfriend; don't take it seriously!"
Kitahara Makoto said shamelessly:
"As long as Anon doesn't explain it clearly to her friends, Anon will have to take responsibility for bathing together."
Chihaya Anon: "…"
There is such a shameless person in the world!
Even if they were genuinely dating, there wouldn't be a responsibility to bathe together! He was clearly just deliberately bullying her!
"In short, this accident is all Anon's fault." Kitahara Makoto lowered his voice and said, "Unless Anon apologizes obediently, don't blame me if Tomori finds out."
Bastard!
You're clearly the one who should apologize!
And you're also the one who should be worried about Tomori finding out, so how dare you use it to threaten me?!
Unfortunately, when one is under another's roof, one must bow one's head.
Seeing Kitahara Makoto's hands becoming more and more unrestrained, Chihaya Anon could only grit her teeth, her pretty face flushed red, and she said shamefully through clenched teeth:
"I-I'm sorry… it's all my fault…"
"Not bad." Kitahara Makoto nodded in satisfaction, "I forgive you."
Chihaya Anon was so angry she almost bit through her teeth:
"Let go of me, quickly!"
"No hurry." Kitahara Makoto whispered, "In return for Anon's sincere apology, I'm going to give Anon a little reward."
"Eh?"
Chihaya Anon looked bewildered, turning her head in confusion.
"Reward... what's that?"
"..."
Kitahara Makoto didn't answer; instead, he leaned down and kissed along the pink-haired girl's slender neck.
"Eh? Eh?!"
Chihaya Anon immediately panicked, trying to stop him.
However, the next second, Takamatsu Tomori's voice suddenly rang out from outside the bathroom door.
"Anon, are you okay?"
Chihaya Anon trembled all over, nearly scared out of her wits, and Kitahara Makoto also nervously stopped his actions.
Although he used Tomori to threaten Anon, he also didn't want to be discovered by Tomori.
"I, I'm taking a bath, Tomori, what's wrong?"
At this critical moment, Chihaya Anon's strong mental fortitude played a crucial role; besides her voice being slightly shaky, she didn't expose herself.
"I just finished a video call with Mom," Takamatsu Tomori said softly, "Mom said she wanted to say a few words to Anon."
Their daughter suddenly didn't come home at night; Tomori-chan's parents would definitely be concerned and want to confirm if their daughter was really at a female friend's house.
"I understand," Chihaya Anon took a deep breath, her pretty face already flushed crimson, "Wait until I come out, then I'll talk to Auntie... Mmm—hmm!"
At the same time.
After realizing the crisis was temporarily averted, Kitahara Makoto relaxed and continued to give Anon the corresponding 'reward.'
"Anon, why does your voice sound a bit strange?"
Takamatsu Tomori asked, puzzled.
Chihaya Anon tightly covered her pink lips with the back of her right hand, suppressing the sound that rose to her throat; her left hand didn't even care about the towel, directly grabbing Kitahara Makoto's shoulder, both embarrassed and angry, almost exploding.
(You, you, you, how dare you do that!)
(Tomori is standing right outside the door, and the bathroom door isn't locked! If she finds out, I'll never be able to face anyone again!!!)
Just a door away, outside the bathroom door, was her friend who knew nothing.
And inside the bathroom, she was being taken advantage of by a boy...
Nervousness, excitement, shame, immorality... all sorts of emotions mixed together, making Chihaya Anon feel completely unwell; her slender neck arched high backward, and she stammered:
"J-Just now, a mosquito bit me..."
Takamatsu Tomori asked with concern:
"Anon, come out and put on some mosquito bite cream."
"I-I know..." Chihaya Anon tightly covered her pink lips with the back of her hand, trying hard to block the sound from her throat, "I-I'll come out after I finish my bath..."
Takamatsu Tomori's voice rang out again:
"An hour has passed, Makoto-kun still hasn't returned, and his messages are unread; I'm a little worried... Should we go out and look for Makoto-kun?"
Chihaya Anon blurted out:
"There's no need to worry about him!"
That pervert Kitahara Makoto had already secretly come back, and he was right here in the bathroom!
"Eh?"
Takamatsu Tomori sounded puzzled: "Anon, aren't you worried at all?"
Worried?
Worried about how to bite him to death!
Chihaya Anon took a deep breath, her voice still trembling slightly:
"Kitahara-kun is so amazing... there's no need for us to worry at all... Mmm... Just wait a little longer, he should be back soon..."
"Alright then," Takamatsu Tomori agreed, "Let's wait ten more minutes; if Makoto-kun still hasn't returned, or his messages are still unread, I'll go out and look for him."
"..."
Footsteps receded from the bathroom door.
Chihaya Anon finally let out a long breath and relaxed.
While being taken advantage of, she also had to deal with Tomori just a door away, with the constant possibility of being discovered; Chihaya Anon felt like she was going to break down.
Well, no, not going to break down.
She had already broken down...
When the ten-minute countdown was almost over, Chihaya Anon finally slipped out of the bathroom.
"Anon, you're out?"
Takamatsu Tomori, sitting on the sofa, heard the movement, turned her head to look, and asked with concern:
"Your face is so red, did you stay in too long and get a fever?"
"I'm fine, don't worry about me."
Chihaya Anon subtly used her hand to brace herself on the sofa; her legs were weak and her body was limp:
"Let me drink some water first, then I'll chat with Auntie..."
"Thank you, Anon."
"..."
At the same time.
While Chihaya Anon was distracting Tomori's attention, Kitahara Makoto, fully dressed, quietly slipped out of the bathroom, creating the illusion that he had just returned from outside.
"Makoto-kun, you're back?" Takamatsu Tomori turned her head, relieved, "Why are you so late?"
"I ran into a neighbor from next door at the park and chatted for a while," Kitahara Makoto walked to the refrigerator, took out a glass of ice water, and drank it down, "So I came back a bit late."
"I saw Tomori's message, but my hands were sweaty, and I couldn't click properly, so I didn't reply."
Gulp, gulp, gulp.
The large glass of ice water was finished in one go, finally suppressing the rising heat in his heart.
Kitahara Makoto subtly glanced at Anon, only to receive a murderous, exasperated look from the pink-haired girl.
"Don't you dare say anything!"
"What happened in the bathroom, keep it buried inside you, don't tell anyone!"
"..."
Kitahara Makoto brushed his teeth and rinsed his mouth, then took another shower in the bathroom; it was already past ten in the evening without him realizing it.
"Let's stop here for today," Kitahara Makoto said without changing his expression, "Next, we'll go to the Dream World to study... Do you have any customized dreams you'd like? Movies, games, anime, etc. As long as Hana understands it, she can basically weave the corresponding dream."
"No."
Takamatsu Tomori gently shook her head.
Chihaya Anon crossed her arms, her pretty face taut, and said:
"I want to customize a Pirates of the Caribbean Dream World."
"Eh?" Takamatsu Tomori tilted her head in confusion, "Why?"
Chihaya Anon's eyes were murderous as she said:
"Because some people should be hung from the mast!"
"..."
It was already past ten at night, so customizing a Pirates of the Caribbean dream was too late, but a seaside dream was no problem.
Kitahara Makoto led the two girls upstairs, and then they each entered their rooms.
It's worth mentioning that the air conditioner repairman had already come yesterday and, without a word, directly replaced it with a brand new air conditioner, though the fee was a bit high; the guest room was already habitable today, so there was no need to squeeze in with Kitahara Makoto anymore.
Time quietly passed, and Kitahara Makoto soon felt drowsiness creeping in, but at that moment, a soft knock on the door suddenly sounded.
"Hmm?"
Kitahara Makoto's drowsiness dissipated, and he silently got out of bed.
"Who could be knocking?"