Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 319, Section 5: "A Night of Cuddling Together"

Today we took the Shinkansen, then the ferry, then the bus, and strolled around the hot spring town. We visited many places, so everyone stayed home and rested well in the evening.

Masumi bought a bottle of milk from a vending machine on the first floor of the hotel, returned to her room, and started reading a book on the table.

The book was provided free of charge by the hotel; it was the only one in the room, a collection of short stories by Yasunari Kawabata.

It felt a little strange to find books by Yasunari Kawabata on the streets of Dogo Onsen, famous for Natsume Soseki's "Botchan".

Could it be that Natsume Soseki's books are also displayed in Izu or Niigata?
Masumi's mind was wandering as she randomly flipped the book open from the middle.

What comes into view is Kawabata Yasunari's short story "The Hot Spring Inn"—

"A full, rounded, and hazy nude body, in the dim, rising heat, the color of her black hair reflecting a human scene—simply radiant, noble, and sorrowful. What a beautiful human scene this is."

That's really fitting for the occasion.

By the time she finished reading the novel, it was already 10 p.m. Masumi stood by the window for a moment, but it was pitch black outside and she couldn't see anything.

The hotel bed felt different from the one at home, and the pillows were also different in firmness, making him realize that this was not a coffee shop.

When you're in an unfamiliar environment, your mood feels like it's floating on a flat surface, a subtle sensation.

Some people have larger hearts, so they are closer to the water's surface, which can be described as a sense of novelty. Others have smaller hearts, so they are farther from the water's surface, which can cause them to feel uneasy.

Masumi believes she belongs to the former group, but a feeling that could be described as "nostalgia" lingers in her heart for no apparent reason.

He slept soundly, his hands neatly placed on the blanket, staring blankly at the dark ceiling, his mind filled with the erotic images of his soaking in the hot spring.

It seems that starting to eat meat is easy, but quitting is difficult. Masumi's cerebral cortex is currently abnormally excited, and she doesn't feel sleepy at all.

After tossing and turning for ages and still not being able to sleep, he felt like getting out of bed, his mind filled with thoughts that kept urging his brain to do something naughty.

"..."

After hesitating for a while, Masumi stood up and her gaze fell on the room key on the table.

There were three room cards in total. Masumi's own card was already inserted into the room's power switch, and the other three were given to him by the girls.

Although the girls said it was "to have someone to look after them," it sounds very suspicious. They probably meant they wanted me to take extra care of them.

He closed his eyes and casually picked up a card from the table. 403, the room where Asami and Chia were staying.

These two should be asleep by now, right?
Masumi was a little nervous, but she opened the door for him first.

The room lights were on, but it was completely silent. Masumi then realized that the two people had fallen asleep on the bed while playing on their phones.

He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and carefully walked to the bedside.

The room had two single beds. Mami lay on one of the beds, her voluptuous body sinking into the soft mattress.

Seeing her unguarded appearance, Masumi smirked and helped her cover herself with the blanket.

Suddenly, a joyful smile appeared on Mami's lips.

I'm probably dreaming.

As Masumi gazed curiously at her face, her delicately shaped lips twitched slightly.

“Shin... Cheng... Jun…”

Did you have a dream about yourself? Masumi curiously moved her face closer and saw a malicious smile on Mami's profile.

"You...you've finally met your match...From now on...you must call me Your Majesty..."

What on earth did this guy dream about?

Masumi couldn't resist reaching out and grabbing her fair buttocks, leaving her "claw mark."

The dream of the silly beauty seemed to plummet from heaven to hell in an instant.

"Waaah... Masumi-kun... I was wrong..."

Asami twisted her slender waist, letting her two buttocks sway from side to side in Masumi's hands, and even rubbed back a couple of times, as if "whining".

Have you already developed a conditioned reflex?

Masumi sighed and turned her face to the other side, where she saw the quiet and lovely sleeping face of her childhood friend.

After gazing silently for a while, Masumi finally felt the restlessness in her heart subside.

It's enough as long as they're by my side.

Masumi stood by the bed until his legs were almost numb; his body was telling him he should leave, or he would wake the two sleeping women.

He stretched his legs, glanced at Qian Ai who hadn't changed position, and couldn't resist sitting on the edge of the bed. He slowly lowered his head and kissed her beautiful cherry lips.

Just as I was about to leave, the other person seemed to be having trouble sleeping, let out a hum, and opened their lips on their own initiative.

Masumi's heart skipped a beat. Just before his body was about to make an "outrageous" move in his place, he raised his head and quickly distanced himself from the girl.

He then turned off the lights for them and left the room.

The room returned to silence. The girl who should have been fast asleep on the bed trembled her long eyelashes, slowly opened her eyelids, and looked at him with confusion and complicated emotions.

She touched the indentation left on the bed by Masumi's kiss, and with her other hand, she gently stroked her lips with a wistful expression, as if the sensation still lingered there.

It's my first day in a new place, with a new bed, how could I possibly fall asleep... you idiot, Masumi-nii...

Ah, except for that silly older sister on the bed next to me.

"Masumi-kun...I don't want to eat..."

Asami clutched the bed sheet, her closed eyelids revealing a hint of pleading and pleas on her profile.

That's probably not the kind of sleep talking that you'd hear in a proper dream.

Seriously...!
An unusual look of embarrassment and annoyance appeared on Chiai's face. It seemed as if the air still held traces of Masumi's presence. She covered her ears, buried her face in the pillow, and slowly drifted into sleep.

Only then did Masumi, who was outside the door, dare to breathe heavily.

He savored the sweetness on his lips, a faint scent of mandarin oranges.

Now I should be able to fall asleep...?
"--What are you doing?"

A cold voice suddenly rang out from behind.

"Well!"

Masumi almost screamed, but the words just slipped out before she covered her mouth tightly and reflexively turned around to look.

"...Was it really necessary to be this scared?"

Seeing Rinne staring at him expressionlessly, Masumi, who thought she had bumped into a ghost, found her legs going weak and quickly asked:
"Rinne, what are you doing here so late?"

"We'll go into the room after Haiyue falls asleep."

"Eh?"

Masumi looked surprised.

"What's this?"

"Asking knowingly?"

Rinne tied a tight knot between her eyebrows, and even her unhappy expression suited her perfectly.

“If you hadn’t insisted on doing those ridiculous things, Haiyue wouldn’t be like this now.”

The heiress's words were laced with a strong sense of reproach.

"Like this now...?"

Masumi guessed something; it was like a newborn kitten snuggling against its mother, always needing something in its mouth.

Rinne remained silent, only glaring at him with an embarrassed and annoyed look, making no attempt to hide her anger.

Masumi could only put her hands together, bow and apologize.

"I'm sorry, I'll talk to Haiyue about it later and make sure she can distinguish between reality and role-playing."

"……As long as you know."

Rinne relaxed her furrowed brows and sighed, deciding not to argue with him anymore.

"You can't sleep either?"

"Ah."

Masumi nodded, and Rinne looked him up and down.

"The reason seems easy to guess."

"Rinne really knows me well. Well then, how about we find a private bath to kill some time?"

"Don't even think about it."

Rinne rejected Masumi's ill-intentioned invitation without hesitation.

"Rinne rejected him way too decisively."

Perhaps feeling a pang of pity upon seeing Masumi's disheartened expression, Rinne sighed with a look of surrender.

"Go for a walk?"

"it is good."

Masumi nodded.

◇

After changing into their outdoor clothes and arriving on the streets of Dogo Onsen, Masumi discovered that the night view was all to herself and her partner.

Apart from him and Rinne, there wasn't a single person in sight.

This is the norm in the sparsely populated Shikoku region, since not every neighborhood is as crowded as Shinjuku until the trains stop running.

"What a nice view……"

The clear, starry sky above was a breathtaking spectacle, like a jewel-encrusted landscape, which deeply captivated Rinne's amethyst-like eyes.

Masumi observed her quietly for a while, but soon her eyes silently turned to look at him.

"...Are you trying to say something boring?" His eyes were filled with suspicion.

Masumi decides to respond to her expectations.

"Rinne is more beautiful than the starry sky."

"So cheesy and corny love lines."

“I can’t accept this. Your boyfriend sincerely expresses his love for you, but Rinne interprets it like this.”

Masumi deliberately put on a disappointed expression, which earned him a helpless smile from Rinne, who gently took his hand.

"Is this okay?"

"Is Rinne trying to comfort and compensate me with her body?"

"Don't use such vulgar language!"

Rinne glared at him irritably and tried to shake off his hand, but Masumi held it tightly.

"Sorry, sorry, I was just kidding."

After finally appeasing the heiress, Masumi once again gazed at the dazzling world above, her lips slightly parted as if in awe:

"...Luckily, Rinne is here, otherwise it would be a bit of a shame if I were the only one enjoying this night sky."

"...Then weren't your previous twenty-two years of life full of regrets?"

Masumi paused slightly, seemingly surprised that Rinne would say such a sarcastic line, then smiled and nodded.

"Yes, it's a pity. Rinne's previous nineteen years of life were the same, weren't they?"

"Unfortunately, I'm not as sexually frustrated as some people."

"I'm so sad that Rinne said that."

I'm stating the facts.

Taking a walk late at night, especially on land you're visiting for the first time, it's only natural to feel elated.

As a result, the two walked a long way from the hotel and eventually stopped in front of a closed coffee shop.

There were chairs outside the roller shutter door, and Masumi plopped down on one of them. He then saw Rinne gesturing for him to move closer.

Masumi shifted slightly to the side of the chair and sat down next to him.

The chair space was quite limited, so the two of them sat shoulder to shoulder, which was too cramped. So Masumi put her arm around Rinne's waist and wanted her to sit on her lap.

For a couple having a secret rendezvous at night, such a distance is frankly a bit dangerous.

"Wait, this position is too inappropriate in public. What if someone..."

Rinne lowered her voice and told him to stop.

Even so, it sounded exceptionally clear in a world shrouded in darkness.

"It's alright, it's so late, no one else will see it. At most, only monsters and ghosts will see it."

Feeling as if enveloped in a warm source, Rinne could feel his breath spraying over her head, and if he pressed down just a little more, she would be completely embraced.

She flinched, and trying to change her mood, she asked in a nonchalant tone:

"Aren't you afraid that a vengeful monster will come and eat you because it sees you happily cuddling with a girl?"

"Huh? Isn't Rinne a shrine maiden? She'll surely drive away the monsters and protect me, right?"

“The shrine maiden doesn’t have the ability to exorcise monsters; that’s just something made up in the manga that Asami-nee read.”

"I see. Then I take back what I said earlier. Since this is a hot spring that even the gods love, no demons or monsters would dare to come near it, right?"

"You changed your tune so quickly. To blaspheme a priestess under the watchful eyes of the gods is a dangerous act that could bring divine retribution."

Rinne interrupted Masumi's clumsy movements with embarrassment and annoyance.

"That's hard to say. Sometimes this pure and innocent shrine maiden can turn into a little female cat in heat."

"...Can't you be a little more serious when you're having a conversation?!"

Rinne frowned unhappily, a blush of embarrassment rising on her cheeks.

"It seems Rinne is quite self-aware."

A shrine maiden who violates the precepts of purity and righteousness and displays her feminine instincts, and a boy who blasphemes against the shrine maiden.

Whose sins are more heinous...? Masumi couldn't help but ponder.

After hesitating for a while, Rinne finally sat on his lap, using the boy's chest as a chair back.

Her perky buttocks transformed into a round disc, and Masumi could feel the soft, bouncy flesh spreading out to both sides.

He gently supported Rinne's waist and whispered in her ear.

"If I hadn't become Rinne's lover, I would never have known that Rinne was so horny."

Now his lips were incredibly close to her earlobe, and with each breath, he could see the fine, dense hairs behind her ears standing up, each one rather adorable.

"Who do you think made me so lewd?"

"I think that's just how Rinne is."

These words infuriated the heir, but Masumi revealed a provocative, sly smile.

"If you have any objections, then Rinne, show me."

"prove?"

Rinne tilted her head slightly, seemingly not understanding his intention.

"Yes."

Masumi said those words and then moved her face closer to Rinne.

Looking at him, Rinne closed her eyes and accepted it as if she were surrendering her body and soul to him.

Their lips met.

After a few seconds of kissing, Masumi opened her eyes and asked:
"……How about it?"

He squinted and smiled, his expression as if he had discovered something, which made Rinne's heart tremble.

"How about what?"

The heiress responded to him in a cold tone.

Above her snow-white neck was a face that usually appeared cold and aloof, now tinged with desire due to an inappropriate arousal.

Her cheeks were red, her lips were red, and her amethyst eyes were still a little wet.

Under the starlight, it was absolutely mesmerizing.

They looked both pitiful and adorable.

Masumi moved the fingers that were behind her ear to her lips and pressed them lightly.

Then he pried open her lower lip, penetrated it, and touched her teeth.

Rinne momentarily showed a submissive expression, but then suddenly snapped out of it and stood up from Masumi's lap.

"Shall we continue when we get back to the coffee shop?"

She wore a pleading expression.

The eyelashes fluttered more rapidly, like an unconsciously quickened heartbeat.

◇

...After an unexpected night outing, Masumi returned to her bed in her room and slept soundly this time.

The abnormal excitement in the cerebral cortex faded away as if swept away by the waves, and sleepiness gradually crept in.

My vision began to blur.

Masumi drifted off to sleep, and then—

"Uh-huh?"

Masumi felt a pressure coming from her legs, which gradually woke her up, and she forced open her heavy, sleepy eyelids.

what happened?

It feels like less than an hour has passed since I fell asleep, and I didn't wake up because I needed to pee.

Although he had trouble sleeping at first, he slept well later until something "wrong" with his body forced him to wake up.

Whether you close your eyes or open them, the night is the same.

Masumi immersed her senses in the darkness for a while, unsure whether she had opened her eyes or not. After getting used to the darkness, she noticed that the blanket covering her was bulging up in a large ball, and was even rustling...

Am I dreaming?

Masumi lifted a corner of the blanket, instantly losing all sleepiness.

"Mio, Mio!?"

"Masumi."

Mio lay on top of him, her long hair hanging down, the ends touching his waist, hips and thighs, carrying a fermenting warmth.

Her gentle, moist eyes gazed at Masumi.

"Mio, what are you doing..."

Her voice was still a little hoarse from just waking up, but Masumi's unsteady breathing was undoubtedly an affirmation of Mio.

"Do I even need to ask?"

Mio raised her head, revealing a composed smile.

"In the dead of night, with only a man and a woman in the room, there's only one thing left to do."

(End of this chapter)