I am only one world away from Yukinoshita.

Kiyoshi wasn't surprised. Being seen in that kind of setting was to be expected, especially since Nakagawa Natsuki was a close friend who had arranged to relax at the pool with Kasaki Nozomi.

"So, what brings you here, Nakagawa-senpai? You're not here to settle scores for making Kasaki-senpai cry, are you?"

Qinglai said half-jokingly.

“No,” Nakagawa looked very serious. She put away her relaxed demeanor and smile, and then suddenly bent down towards Kiyori.

That was a bow of almost ninety degrees.

"If it's possible, could you please ask Asuka-senpai why she refused Nozomi's return?"

P.S.: I went driving with my dad today, and rush hour was terrifying... so many people...

I'm totally in love with Railgun today, but I still love Mikoto on her flat screen, that's so nice.

Chapter 21, Section 182: We Saw Something Incredible

Because of his conversation with Nakagawa, Kiyoyori's scheduled shower time was delayed. When he returned to his room, his other roommates had already finished showering and were playing games.

"Kiyoshi, haven't you taken a shower yet?"

Kiyoyori tugged at his short-sleeved shirt, walked past the group of people playing cards on the tatami mat, and took out his clothes.

"Yes, it took a little while."

"The bathhouse here has a huge tub, it's super comfortable!"

"But it's already past our designated time for using the public bathhouse, is that alright?"

Because of this training camp, the number of guests at the resort suddenly increased. In order to prevent the guests' experience from being disappointed due to too many people taking baths, the resort implemented timed bathing, separating the bathing times for different grade levels.

"It's okay, it won't be noticeable if one person sneaks in."

Qinglai waved his hand dismissively, picked up his toiletries and clothes, and headed towards the bathhouse.

Kiyoyori had considered the request made by Nakagawa, but she hadn't expected it to be made by Nakagawa-senpai. The person she suspected would make the request had yet to send any message.

However, she wasn't surprised that Nakagawa came back to find her. As she and Asuka were both in the bass corps, she should be well aware of Kiyoyori's close relationship with Asuka.

Although the other party's attitude was not tough.

Kiyori sighed. Deep down, she didn't want to cause Asuka any more trouble, but she was also afraid. Perhaps, even she couldn't get the answer from Asuka...

A noticeable vibration came from the wooden corridor, and the sound of footsteps approaching from afar, accompanied by laughter, quickly passed by Kiyotaka.

Come to think of it, the people at the campsite not far away also seem to be washing up here...

Watching the elementary school students dash away like birds down the corridor, Kiyoyori suddenly thought of the girl he had met earlier.

As for Rumi Tsurumi, we don't know what happened to her afterwards.

Never mind, it has nothing to do with her anyway.

The girls' and boys' bathrooms are separated by only one wall, and both doors have eye-catching curtains hanging on them. The curtains on the women's side are red, while the curtains on the other side are blue, which represents the men's side.

Kiyoshi carried a plain-colored washbasin in one hand, lifted the curtain and walked inside. He took his key from the waiter at the door and headed towards the changing room.

Separated from the changing room by a door is the bathhouse, where steaming white vapors rise from the walls. From time to time, you can hear laughter and conversations coming from inside.

It should be the tail end of the second-year students' bath time now, and when I passed by the second-year students' area just now, I ran into quite a few seniors who came out to buy drinks.

Are they original guests?

Kiyoshi didn't pay any attention. He simply changed his clothes quickly, wrapped his body in a bath towel, and then picked up the basin containing shampoo and other items.

She should finish showering and leave as soon as possible. It will be bath time for third-year students soon, and she doesn't want to run into Asuka in front of Kaori, especially in this kind of situation. If Asuka "accidentally" reveals that the two of them often bathe together, she won't be able to clear her name even if she jumps into Tokyo Bay.

The moment Kiyoshi opened the bathroom door, he thought he was seeing things. Before him lay a sea of ​​white bodies, one of whom Kiyoshi desperately didn't want to meet. Her long, flowing black hair, her curvaceous figure, the muscle lines that were faintly visible in the mist, and the obvious wicked smile on her lips.

"Excuse me, I went to the wrong place."

Kiyoshi took a step back without hesitation and then closed the sliding door.

"Did she hallucinate because she practiced too much today? How could she be here?"

Kiyoshi pressed his throbbing temples and muttered to himself.

"Hey, Tachibana!"

The bathhouse door behind me was suddenly pulled open, and a clear, loud voice called out Kiyoyori's name without a doubt.

"Don't you even greet the teacher when you see them?"

“Hiratsuka-sensei…” Kiyori turned around and gave a dry smile. “Good evening, sir. What brings you here?”

"besides……"

Kiyoshi glanced quickly at the white bath towel that barely covered Hiratsuka Shizuka's figure, then pretended nothing was wrong and looked behind Hiratsuka Shizuka's shoulder, calmly counting the tiles on the wall.

"This is a training camp for the Service Club, so it's not surprising that I'm here as an advisor, is it?"

"Service Department?"

Kiyoyori withdrew his gaze from the tiles and subconsciously wanted to look behind Hiratsuka Shizuka.

"What are you looking at, kid?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka reached out and grabbed Kiyori's forehead, easily turning his head back to normal. "I already said it's a Service Club activity, so the person you're looking for is obviously in there too."

The devilish whisper made Kiyoshi involuntarily shrink back.

“Of course,” Hiratsuka Shizuka’s tone shifted, her voice suddenly turning sinister, “If you dare to look around…”

Feeling the hand on his forehead suddenly tighten, Kiyorai immediately shook his head vigorously, like a rattle drum.

That being said, even without Hiratsuka Shizuka's threat, she wouldn't dare to look...

The biting cold, as if from the border of a massive cold wave, might mean that if you see it now, you won't see the sun tomorrow.

"I..." Qinglai took a step back, nervously clutching the washbasin, "I just remembered I have something to do, I'll go back first..."

Kiyoyori quickly analyzed the consequences of entering the bathhouse now. The Service Club's training camp was definitely not as simple as just living together. She didn't want to get involved in a new request, nor did she want to be caught up in continuing Kasaki's previous request.

"Tachibana, you haven't taken a shower yet, have you?"

"I can come back later."

Before Kiyori could even slip away, Hiratsuka Shizuka grabbed Kiyori by the neck with her arm. Kiyori, who was suddenly pulled back, almost slipped and fell to the ground, but the back of his head hit something soft. In those few seconds of stiffness, Kiyori was pulled into the bathhouse by Hiratsuka Shizuka.

"Hey hey hey?! Little Qinglai?!"

Yuihama's exclamations echoed repeatedly throughout the huge bathhouse.

What are you doing here?

"Oh, because the brass band is also having a training camp here."

Hiratsuka Shizuka answered on behalf of Kiyori, who was still struggling.

"Hey~ why didn't you say so earlier?"

Yuihama's appearance with foam on her head was truly comical, but Kiyora had no energy to appreciate it at all. She slapped the arm that was locking her neck forcefully and urgently, and the scenery in front of her began to blur.

"Hiratsuka-sensei, if you don't let go of Tachibana-san, she's going to faint."

The sound, like a mountain stream, saved Kiyoyori like an angel.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

An apology that lacks any sincerity.

Qinglai squatted on the ground, covering his neck with his hand and coughing uncomfortably.

"Thank you, Yukinoshita, cough cough, senpai, cough—"

Kiyotomi looked up, her eyes brimming with tears, and unexpectedly saw... she saw...

puff--

"abnormal!"

"Whoa—!"

P.S.: Since Kiyora is the main character, he will naturally become a plot trigger.

Chapter 22, Section 183: You can't change anything except yourself.

"that……"

"What is it, you pervert?"

"...Could you please hand me the shampoo, senior?"

Because of the accident, Kiyoshi was forced to have her eyes bound with a towel. Her vision was completely black. In fact, her eyes were so bound that she couldn't even open her eyelids. Helplessly, she could only sit on a small stool and grope around for her toiletries.

Why am I the only one...?

Kiyoshi felt the cool shampoo slip into his palm and thought irritably.

She's not a boy who barged into the women's bathroom.

With her vision taken away, Kiyoshi could feel that her other senses seemed to be more acute. For example, her already sensitive ears seemed to be able to catch the movements of the person sitting next to her, the pattering of water, the movement of the small plastic stool on the tiles, and even the sound of bare feet hitting the ground.

The bathroom, filled with the mixed scents of various shampoos and shower gels, made her feel dizzy and nauseous, especially—

The smell of alcohol emanating from one of the teachers nearby...

"Hiratsuka-sensei, how much did you drink...?"

"Huh? Tachibana, if you keep looking around like that, I'll let you experience the power of iron fist love."

"No need, thank you. Besides, I didn't see anything at all..."

The soft muttering to himself was completely drowned out by the sound of the water.

Although she knew her explanation would not be accepted, Kiyoshi still wanted to defend herself. She really didn't see any important parts; it was just that the glimpses hidden under the white mist and bath towel had an indescribable eroticism.