Type-Moon, isn't this really the other world?

Their gazes involuntarily drifted downwards, past the water that concealed Lin Jiu'an's body.

Miyamoto Musashi saw the sleeping dragon.

His eyes widened involuntarily, and he swallowed hard.

Miyamoto Musashi, you must leave now!

Otherwise, people will think you're a pervert!

"Just, just a touch."

Miyamoto Musashi tried hard to shift his gaze back to Lin Jiu'an's face, and tremblingly reached out his hand.

"It was just a very careful touch on my face, there won't be any problem at all."

Muttering to himself, Miyamoto Musashi finally touched Lin Jiu'an's face.

The soft, delicate touch, like the finest silk in the world, made Miyamoto Musashi's body tremble uncontrollably, as if struck by lightning.

What was originally intended as 'just a quick touch and then leaving' turned into reluctance to let go, and she even began to gently caress Lin Jiu'an's cheek.

"so cute."

"When he's awake, he's a cold-faced, sharp-tongued boy who only acts like a good boy in front of his mother, but I never expected him to be so cute when he's asleep."

"And there are even bigger ones..."

Miyamoto Musashi couldn't help but glance downwards again, and when he saw the sleeping dragon, he couldn't help but swallow hard.

But when Miyamoto Musashi's gaze returned to Lin Jiu'an's face...

The hand that was touching her face had opened her eyes, which should have been closed, and her bright red eyes were staring at her without any emotion.

Eyes facing each other.

Miyamoto Musashi's mind went completely blank for a moment.

He then suddenly stood up and did something instinctively, turning around to try to escape from the bathroom.

You can't see me! You can't see me!

"Miyamoto Musashi."

Lin Jiu'an's icy voice rang out, as if issuing a command spell, forcibly immobilizing Miyamoto Musashi in place.

"Turn around and look at me."

Miyamoto Musashi turned around stiffly, forcing a smile that looked like a grimace as he looked at Lin Jiu'an.

"Um, that's just a suggestion..."

"I don't know what's unexpected or not, all I know is that a female perverted swordsman took advantage of me while I was sleeping, entered the bathroom and not only peeped at me but also groped me."

'Puff!'

Miyamoto Musashi felt as if Lin Jiu'an's words had pierced her body like arrows, and the tons of real damage caused this female swordsman, who had never changed her expression even when attacked by swords, to tremble and whimper.

"You were actually drooling over there, you're such a pervert."

"No, please stop talking." Miyamoto Musashi trembled even more violently; the boy's words felt like a thousand arrows piercing his heart.

"You wouldn't want outsiders to know what you've been doing, would you, Miss Miyamoto Musashi?"

'Plop!'

Miyamoto Musashi's psychological defenses completely collapsed, and he suddenly knelt on the ground in a dogeza (a traditional Japanese kneeling posture).

He cried out, "I will do whatever you ask, please don't tell anyone about this!"

Chapter 4 Miyamoto Musashi: What are you doing with my Heavenly Eye?!

If this gets out, her career as a female swordsman will probably come to an end!

The entire Japanese Bushido will be disgraced because of him!

"Oh?"

Lin Jiu'an looked at Miyamoto Musashi, who was kneeling on the ground, with surprise.

The other person looks really tempting right now.

Her body was snow-white and plump, seemingly radiating a soft white glow under the dim light, and still covered with water droplets from her recent shower.

His forehead was pressed against the ground, and his hands were crossed in front of him.

Her snow-white side profile was visible from behind, leading down to a slender waist without an ounce of excess fat, and then her huge, round, peach-shaped buttocks were raised high. Her perfect 'S'-shaped figure, without a single ounce of fat, created a breathtaking visual spectacle.

The water droplets remaining on it, under the influence of gravity, flowed down its back and onto the snow-white swan neck.

Her snow-white body trembled with fear, revealing a few dazzling waves of fair skin.

Even though he had just been relentlessly exploited by Yusatis in his dream, Lin Jiu'an couldn't help but feel a bit angry when he saw Miyamoto Musashi's appearance.

"I thought you walked in by accident, but I didn't expect you to be such a pervert?"

"no!"

Miyamoto Musashi let out a wail and quickly began to explain.

"Ayaka prepared the bathwater for me, but I was watching TV and got a little late. I'm not familiar with your house, so I didn't know which bathroom it was. I knocked on the door but no one answered. I thought this was the bathroom Ayaka had prepared for me, but..."

Do you think the police will believe what you say?

"Ugh."

Miyamoto Musashi let out a mournful cry that only a cowardly young girl would utter.

"Please, I'll do anything, please don't tell anyone about this!"

"Can you do anything?"

“Yes, I can do anything!” Miyamoto Musashi quickly replied.

silence.

The only sound in the bathroom was the constant gurgling of water from the faucet in the bathtub.

Miyamoto Musashi felt like a criminal being dragged to a marketplace for execution, lying on the guillotine trembling as he awaited the falling blade.

"You seemed to be really into watching that just now, didn't you?"

"Ugh?!"

Miyamoto Musashi's first thought was that Lin Jiu'an was referring to the sleeping Chinese dragon.

His head jerked up.

He stared at Lin Jiu'an in disbelief.

His meaning is...

Could it be that he expects me to serve him?

Miyamoto Musashi's face, which had been pale from panic, suddenly turned red, and he stammered, unsure of what to say.

How is this possible?

Although she appears to be a bold and outgoing older sister, she actually has no experience in human relationships.

From childhood to adulthood, all I've ever had is a sword; I'm either practicing swordsmanship or killing people.

Although I really like handsome young men.

However, a strong sense of morality and shame prevented her from making a move on the handsome young man.

even.

Even when Miyamoto Musashi is alone with a handsome young man, he feels extremely nervous, even if he gets a little close. He seems like a naive young virgin who has never talked to a woman before. It's a wonder he didn't run away on the spot, let alone take things any further.

On the other hand, before meeting Lin Jiu'an, Miyamoto Musashi had never encountered such an exceptionally handsome young man.

Shame, tension, or joy?

After thinking about it, Miyamoto Musashi realized that he was actually looking forward to it if such a thing really happened.

It's like a poor virgin who's always manually generating electricity can't suppress the heat in his heart, so he peeks at the famous school beauty next door taking a shower. After being discovered, she actually threatens to make him serve her in that way.

Miyamoto Musashi's eyes darted around, afraid that if she looked at Lin Jiu'an, she would swallow hard and he would notice and laugh at her. But her last sense of morality made her reluctantly ask, "But... but isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"not too good?"

Lin Jiu'an was taken aback, but then he immediately understood where Miyamoto Musashi's gaze was constantly glancing, and his lips twitched slightly.

"what are you thinking about?"

"Ugh?"

"What I meant was, could you help me scrub my body? What are you thinking?"

It turns out to be this.

Miyamoto Musashi couldn't suppress the look of disappointment on his face.

Then, realizing that Lin Jiu'an was looking at him, he immediately said, "That's what I mean, but I've never served anyone a bath before, so I might not have done it very well."

"Ah."

Lin Jiu'an didn't expose her. He got up, walked out of the bathtub, and sat on the stone chair.

Looking at Lin Jiu'an, who had his back to him, Miyamoto Musashi walked up behind him, his body trembling with shame as he leaned too close.

"No, I can't, I can't do it." Miyamoto Musashi sobbed, letting out a mournful cry like a small animal.

"Can't do it? Then how did you do it just now, Miss Miyamoto?"

"That's different."

She was alone with the clear-headed, handsome young man and was going to give him a bath.

When he interacts with the beautiful boy in his sleep, no matter what he does, he will never realize that it is a completely different concept!

"Alright, you don't want the police to know what you just did, do you, Ms. Miyamoto Musashi?"

"I...I understand, I will do it."

Miyamoto Musashi sobbed, but finally reached out his hand, trembling.

Just as her hand touched Lin Jiu'an, she felt a jolt as if she had been electrocuted.

Suddenly, footsteps approached down the corridor.

"Is it a love song?"

Lin Jiu'an, who had been sitting calmly, suddenly changed his expression.

If Aika were to run into him, not only would he be locked up by the angry Aika, but Miyamoto Musashi would also be in danger of dying.

"What should we do?" Miyamoto Musashi panicked.

"We cannot perform spiritualization; Aika will discover that."

Lin Jiu'an's gaze quickly swept across the bathroom, finally settling on the only place where he could hide.

"You're hiding in the bathtub!"

Miyamoto Musashi listened to the sound that was approaching the bathroom door.

In a state of complete confusion, without denying Lin Jiu'an's words, she immediately crawled into the bathtub and curled up.

Lin Jiu'an also got up and walked to the bathtub. The moment he stepped into the bathtub, the footsteps outside the door stopped at the bathroom door.

"Jiu'an, Mom has cut some fruit for you."

"Wait."

Lin Jiu'an wanted to say that he would go to the door to get it himself, but before he could finish speaking, the bathroom door was already opened.

"what's wrong?"

Sajo Aika was carrying a plate with cut fruit and a glass of Coca-Cola.

"It's okay, I was originally planning to go get it myself."

Lin Jiu'an sat back in the bathtub, and Miyamoto Musashi immediately curled up.

The bathtub was not small, but it was still a bit difficult for one person to completely submerge themselves in the water while two people were squeezed in. Their bodies would inevitably touch each other. Seeing that Sajou Aika was approaching with a plate, Lin Jiu'an immediately placed his hand on Miyamoto Musashi's chest.