Chapter 641: Ren: Since you don't mind this, then that shouldn't be a problem either, right?
Who was scrubbing her back?
Saya Takagi wondered, a prickle of unease crawling up her spine despite the warmth of the bath. The hands were large, firm, and moved with a rhythmic confidence that felt entirely alien to the delicate touches of her female companions.
She turned her head to look at the other side, her pink twin-tails bobbing in the water.
Rei, Mom, Alice, Rika Minami, Shizuka Marikawa, they were all there! Each one accounted for, chatting amongst themselves or simply enjoying the soak. No one was behind her. No one should be behind her.
Her head froze as if struck by lightning, and she looked down in a daze. The steam rising from the water seemed to twist into mocking shapes.
What she saw was indeed a pair of hands rubbing her breasts—strong, masculine hands that definitely didn't belong to any of the women present. They moved with a possessiveness that made her skin burn.
"Ghost!!!"
Saya Takagi confirmed there was an eighth person in the bathtub who shouldn't be there. Her voice cracked, a high-pitched squeak of pure terror.
Coupled with the strange expressions on everyone's faces—a mix of surprise, amusement, and something darker, more knowing—the atmosphere shifted instantly.
Even she, who still had a sliver of faith in science, was now terrified. The logical world she clung to was crumbling, brick by brick.
The reason she no longer believed in science as strongly as before was because of Ren's appearance. He was a singularity, a walking anomaly.
He not only possessed various strange abilities but was also a person from another world. He defied gravity, logic, and decency with equal ease.
"Tsk, you, I'm scrubbing your back and you call me a ghost?"
"???"
A playful yet annoyed voice entered her ears, vibrating through her bones. It was a voice she knew, a voice that haunted her dreams and frustrations alike.
It was only for an instant.
Saya Takagi immediately identified whose voice it was. The arrogance, the lazy charm—it could only be him.
"Ren?!"
She suddenly spun around, splashing water everywhere, creating a mini-tsunami in the spacious tub.
Then she saw Ren extending his hands, examining her with an appreciative expression. His golden eyes roamed over her wet skin, lingering on the droplets clinging to her collarbone, his gaze practically devouring her.
"..."
Everyone else had already noticed Ren's sudden appearance. They had seen the ripples in the air, the way the light bent around him before he materialized.
However, due to different psychological reasons, no one had spoken up to warn her. Some were too stunned, others perhaps wanted to see Saya's reaction, or maybe they were just enjoying the show.
The current situation seemed a bit strange. A man invading a women's bath should have been met with screams and thrown objects, but instead, there was a heavy, expectant silence.
Seeing that it was really Ren.
Saya's first thought was that she had been in the bath too long and was hallucinating from dizziness. Maybe the heat had cooked her brain.
But the touch of those hands controlling her breasts was real. The friction of his palms against her sensitive skin, the heat radiating from his body—it was visceral, undeniable reality.
Which meant... this was the real Ren?
"..."
Her already reddened skin, after soaking for a while, deepened further. It turned a shade of crimson that rivaled a ripe tomato.
Especially her face, which was rapidly flushing. Blood rushed to her cheeks, her ears, her neck, making her feel like she was on fire.
Seeing her parted lips about to scream, her chest heaving with indignation.
Ren calmly and nonchalantly said, "Don't shout. You'll disturb the neighbors."
"Uh..."
Then Saya's voice, which was at her lips, got stuck. It died in her throat, strangled by his audacious calmness.
His clothes disappeared. They simply vanished into thin air, dissolving like mist in the morning sun, revealing his sculpted physique without a shred of modesty.
Ren directly retreated and sat down next to Rei, asking as he did so, "If you don't mind, I'll take a bath too. The water looks inviting."
"..."
Everyone nodded in unison, stunned. It was a collective trance.
Although they didn't understand the current situation, Ren's clothes had already disappeared, so what else could they say? To refuse now would be moot; the lion was already in the den.
Only Rika Minami narrowed her eyes. Her gaze was sharp, analytical, and hungry.
In that instant, she had seen equipment of unimaginable size. It wasn't just impressive; it was formidable, a weapon of mass destruction in its own right.
She now somewhat understood why Saeko and Rei had been so disheveled back then, walking with that specific, satisfied limp.
She secretly made an estimation, running calculations in her mind like a sniper gauging windage.
From every angle, it was a terrifying figure, and it was still in an unactivated state. A sleeping dragon.
When activated... Rika Minami didn't dare to imagine. Or rather, she dared too much. Her imagination ran wild with scenarios of conquest and surrender.
But for herself, who hadn't experienced such a thing, it seemed like a good challenge; her red lips subtly licked her mouth. A predator recognizing an apex rival.
Saya was still flustered because her mouth wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound. She was frozen, caught between outrage and a strange, paralyzed fascination.
"Oh, Ren-kun, why did you suddenly come over?"
Shizuka Marikawa was as clueless as ever. Her blonde hair was pinned up messily, strands escaping to frame her flushed face.
She didn't even submerge her entire body like Alice, or make a slight cover like Yuriko. She sat up straight, oblivious to the effect she had.
Allowing her ample breasts to float on the surface of the water like magnificent buoys, defying gravity and modesty alike.
Ren simply maintained an appreciative gaze, not looking away. He drank in the sight, unashamed of his desire.
"..."
However, Rei, who was beside him and had been suppressing her feelings upon seeing Ren again, felt a little jealous. Why was he looking at Shizuka-sensei like that?
So her hand beneath the water began to move silently. It drifted through the warm liquid, seeking, finding.
Ren merely glanced at her, explaining calmly, "Saeko said you all seemed to miss me a lot, so I came. I hate to disappoint lovely ladies."
"That's right."
Saeko waded through the water, the ripples announcing her approach. She sat down on Ren's other side, flanking him like a guardian—or a concubine.
She knew she had only said that she missed Ren, missed being cared for, missed him so much her body couldn't help itself. It was a singular, selfish ache.
She hadn't mentioned anyone else. She hadn't spoken for the group.
But since it was the words of the person he loved most, he only needed to agree. It was a convenient excuse, and she was happy to play along if it meant having him here.
"Hmm?"
Saeko's hand, which was about to make a move to claim her territory, touched not that object, but another hand that was both supporting and connecting.
Her gaze involuntarily turned to Rei. Their hands met in the water, fingers brushing against the same target.
"Cough…"
After being discovered, Rei awkwardly coughed, looking away, her cheeks burning brighter than the steam.
"!!!"
But soon, her body tensed. A jolt went through her, electric and sudden.
Because as a reward for her efforts, Ren made the same move as her. His hand found her, claiming her in return.
Even Saeko, without exception, received Grace. He didn't neglect either side.
Saeko and Rei instinctively displayed themselves. They shifted, opening up, inviting him in.
Opening their own doors, allowing him to enter. It was a silent surrender, a mutual understanding built on shared nights and shared desires.
"Huh? I…"
Saya Takagi made a strange sound of inquiry, as if she had heard something odd. The silence was broken by the sound of water shifting and soft gasps.
She suddenly realized she could speak. The paralysis broke.
But it seemed she couldn't care about that much right now. The scene before her was too overwhelming.
She wrapped her arms around herself and shouted indignantly, "Who said I missed you? You're too narcissistic! I didn't think about you at all!"
"Eh? Saya, don't you often ask when Ren-kun is coming?"
Shizuka Marikawa tilted her head, making a puzzled expression. Her innocence was a weapon she wielded unknowingly.
"And there was one time I saw you in your room with the door open, calling Ren-kun's name while…"
"Waaahhhhhhh!"
Realizing what Shizuka Marikawa was about to say, Saya, feeling like she was about to die of embarrassment, quickly jumped over and hugged Shizuka Marikawa. She tackled the older woman, water spraying everywhere.
"Wuwuwuwu!"
Shizuka Marikawa's mouth was blocked by Saya's tightly pressed face. Her confession was smothered in Saya's chest.
The words on her lips turned into confused whimpers, muffled and unintelligible.
"Oh? Calling my name while doing what?"
Ren curled his lips into a playful, mischievous smile, deliberately repeating the question to provoke Saya's sense of shame. He leaned forward, water dripping from his chest, his eyes gleaming like a cat toying with a mouse.
"Ugh…"
The gazes from behind made Saya feel as if she had thorns in her back. Everyone was looking at her. Everyone knew.
She felt completely exposed! Her secret fantasies, her late-night whispers—laid bare in the bathhouse.
Saya, utterly humiliated, slowly sank into the water, leaving only her head, gurgling bubbles. She wished she could dissolve into the bathwater and disappear down the drain.
This embarrassing sight made Yuriko shake her head. She watched the younger girls with a mix of maternal amusement and a wistful sigh.
However, her mind was not on Saya at the moment. Her attention drifted.
Instead, she noticed the difference between Rei and Saeko. The subtle shifts in their breathing, the tension in their shoulders.
Saeko was fine, only her body occasionally moved slightly, adjusting to the hidden rhythm. She was composed, a warrior even in pleasure.
But Rei… she was hunched over, her head down, her lips pressed together, clearly suppressing something. A moan, a cry, a shudder.
As she was still guessing, her gaze fell on Ren, who was between the two of them. He was the conductor of this silent symphony.
At that very moment, their eyes met. Ren looked past the younger girls, locking eyes with the mature mother.
Ren simply smiled brightly. It wasn't an innocent smile; it was a promise.
He suddenly parted his lips slightly, "Since you don't mind me bathing, then other things shouldn't be a problem, right?"
"Hmm?"
Before everyone could understand what "other things" meant—before the implications could fully land—
He completely pulled Rei into his embrace. He lifted her easily, the water cascading off her skin, and settled her onto his lap.
Simply because Rei could no longer hold on. She needed him, and he answered.
So, Ren decided there was nothing to hide and directly revealed the answer to the others. He showed them exactly what "other things" entailed.
He had come with a big goal this time, so there was naturally nothing to conceal. He wasn't here just to talk.
Next was practical application.
He wanted to see who among the others would be the first to join? Who would break first—the reserved mother, the curious nurse, or the tsundere genius?
...
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