Kyoto: I just want to be a gentleman

So, he should put himself in a difficult position?

Let me say in advance that he did this entirely for the safety of Teacher Riho Mizutani.

After all, if a smaller and weaker Satomi-chan were to support Mr. Mizutani, an accident could easily happen in the slippery bathroom, such as falling or drowning.

In addition, if an unpredictable emergency such as a falling chandelier or an earthquake suddenly occurs, the consequences will be disastrous and she will not be able to get Mr. Mizutani out safely.

Don't think he is exaggerating. In Neon, earthquakes are commonplace.

So to sum up, he did this without any selfish motives, entirely to ensure the safety of Mr. Mizutani and to avoid any accidents.

What's more, option 2 also gives a new title.

Title, what a rare thing.

So far, he has not won many titles.

【Title: Cleaning Master】

[Effect: You have made great achievements in cleaning. No matter what you are cleaning, you will enjoy a 20% efficiency bonus.]

[Description: I am a painter, I am good at painting, I want to make the new house more beautiful. ]

This title looks strong.

Cleaning garbage can also achieve 20% efficiency.

What if the garbage he cleans is... a group of people?

What a master of the Syrian battlefield.

wrong.

Hideyuki's gaze gradually moved downwards.

what is this?

Watanabe Hideyuki's pupils dilated, his eyes became a little erratic, and an extremely shocked expression appeared on his face.

Let him take a good look.

What a heaven-defying thing this is.

[Item: Blindfold (Single-use Card)]

【Effect: Unknown】

[Description: You may not be able to see the things you don’t want to see~]

Chapter 32 Shopping

The bathroom was filled with steaming hot air, as if you were in a misty fairyland.

The mist of water vapor rises slowly, interweaving with the air to form a veil that envelops the entire space.

The walls and mirrors on all four sides were covered with a thin layer of water droplets, sparkling with crystal clear light.

In this hazy atmosphere, everything becomes soft and blurry.

A petite naked girl was sitting on a small pink stool, holding a towel, carefully and patiently wiping the body of the woman lying in the bathtub.

The white towel slid gently across the woman's fair skin, leaving behind a string of tiny water droplets.

The girl's movements were gentle and rhythmic, and even the sleeping woman couldn't help but hum.

Looking at Mr. Mizutani's towering figure, I then looked down at myself.

Still a little smaller.

I must not have fully developed yet, if, if...

She carefully cleaned the parts of Mr. Mizutani that were difficult for him to clean by himself.

......

Back in the living room, the girl saw the pink fruit basket given by the hotel.

For some reason, the girl had an extremely absurd idea in her mind.

Thinking of this, the girl slowly stood up, took the fruit basket, and sat in the bathtub.

......

"What are the differences between these?" the boy asked the shopping guide standing beside him sincerely.

"This row is for daily use." The salesgirl pointed to the boy shyly, "This row is for night use."

"Then what do these numbers like 230 and 240 mean?" The young man showed the good habit of Kyoto gentlemen to ask questions about things he didn't understand.

"It's the size." When asked about her professionalism, the saleswoman slightly suppressed her shyness and answered seriously, "Generally speaking, most women only need size 240."

The boy thought about Mr. Mizutani's round and smooth breasts... then shook his head: "What is the largest size for daily use?"

"This one is 265." The saleswoman took a pink-packaged product from the center of the shelf. "If you want to buy it for a living, this one is highly recommended. Many people have repurchased it, and I myself..."

As she spoke, the salesgirl gave the boy a meaningful look.

How thoughtful of you to buy this for your girlfriend, unlike her boyfriend...

These two reasons alone are enough for her to do something unexpected.

The salesgirl pretended to casually lean close to the boy's ear, and when the delicate body fragrance like orchid slowly drifted into the boy's nose, she slowly stood up.

He accidentally left his business card in the boy's big hands that had just taken advantage of the opportunity to do something bad.

"Little brother, what else do you want?"

The boy thought about it, his eyes lingering on the salesgirl's magnificent heaving breasts dangling from her pigtails, and her full, rounded, and attractive hips set off by her jeans.

"36E, size M." The boy lowered his head a little embarrassedly and said, "I also want a white T-shirt, jeans, and a yukata..."

"Okay." The shopping guide understood what the boy meant. She turned her back to him and walked towards the women's living area, packing up all the goods the boy needed and bringing them back. This was her job responsibility.

"The total is 12,000 yen. I'll take 20,000 yen from you and give you 8,000 yen in change." When the salesgirl handed the bills back to the boy, she deliberately rubbed her fingers in the boy's palm.

"Thank you for your patronage and welcome your next visit."

really weird.

Watanabe Hideyuki clearly saw the salesgirl's lip movements indicating that she remembered to call her. How did she say the farewell words so professionally?

He didn't understand and was shocked.

What did she just do?

Yes, not her.

She did nothing.

The scene just now was just a dream.

The water in the bathtub was a little cold at this moment, so Nishii Satomi added some hot water and continued to patiently wash the body of her beloved teacher Mizutani.

boom.

It was the sound of a door opening.

It must be Watanabe-san who has returned.

As expected, Watanabe-san's voice was heard outside the bathroom.

"Sitomi-chan, are you in the bathroom? I put my new clothes at the bathroom door, could you help me?"

"it is good."

Through the blurry glass of the bathroom, Nishii Satomi saw a figure put a shopping bag at the bathroom door. Without stopping for a moment, he turned around and walked into the room without hesitation.

Maybe I have misunderstood him all along.

Watanabe-san is truly a gentleman.

Rimi thought about it, then carefully opened the bathroom door a crack, and when the hot air was about to dissipate, she carried the shopping bag in at a very fast speed like a little hamster.

Open it and take a look.

The variety is complete.

Nothing was lost.

Rimi was very satisfied. Attentive boys are always more likely to be favored by others.

only...

Why is there such a weird...

There is a Crayon Shin-chan pattern printed in the middle of the white lace...

When Mr. Mizutani wakes up and finds out about this, he will definitely...

Despite thinking this, the girl helped the unconscious Mizutani teacher put on a series of personal belongings and then put on a bathrobe.

In the process of getting dressed, her hands inevitably came into some unavoidable contact with Mr. Mizutani's skin.

Rimi quickly put her clothes back on, and then struggled to help Teacher Mizutani back to the room.

When Xiuxing saw two beauties, one big and one small, with completely different styles, walking out of the bathroom, his soul was almost hooked.

Mizutani Riho's graceful figure was tightly wrapped in a bathrobe, and her wet black hair was draped over her shoulders, exuding a charming charm.

The petite and lovely girl next to her was like a crystal clear pearl, with a faint blush on her snow-white skin, just like a lotus flower blooming in the early morning, fresh and unworldly.

Watanabe Hideyuki took a deep breath and tried to steady himself, but he couldn't take his eyes off them and his heart pounded uncontrollably.

Such beautiful scenery was rare in his life, and he gave it the highest praise he could think of.

It was all his fault that he had just stuck to his bottom line and chose option one.

Who else but him deserves the title of Kyoto gentleman? Watanabe Hideyuki cursed secretly in his heart.

Nishii Satomi felt the burning gaze of Watanabe Hideyuki and lowered her head shyly, but she was not strong to begin with, and this action almost caused Mizutani teacher to fall from her.

"Be careful." Hideyuki, who had been paying attention to the two of them, whispered, then hurried forward, supported Teacher Mizutani and hugged the girl's waist.

After he carefully placed Teacher Mizutani on the bed with his left hand, his right hand, which was holding the girl's waist, for some reason refused to obey him.

Move.