Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

Although it's called a heated swimming pool, the water temperature is actually only around 30 degrees Celsius, which is the most suitable temperature for people to soak in.

She felt that Makoto Haramura's two large hands were like two scorching hot irons, moving back and forth on her abdomen as her body twisted.

"Okay, kick your feet a little bigger."

"You need to coordinate your two hands and swing them forward alternately."

"okay……"

Stella immediately agreed.

Makoto Haramura watched Stella's movements, his eyes narrowing into slits.

(That's perfect! The movements are just too perfect.)

(Although she seemed a little awkward at first, her movements became surprisingly standard after just a few tries.)

(Even with excellent motor skills, this performance is still extremely abnormal.)

With a slight thought, Makoto Haramura's hand also moved slightly.

"ah……"

Stella let out a soft moan.

"Feel sorry."

This time, Makoto Haramura understood why Stella made that sound.

That instant of soft touch—it's impossible to feel that way anywhere else but that place.

Stella's mind went completely blank, and her hands were just mechanically waving and swinging.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

In the next second, as Makoto Haramura awkwardly lowered his hand, Stella had already swum forward seven or eight meters.

Breathing, kicking, all the movements were natural and smooth, and the swimming distance kept getting longer and longer.

(I... I got touched...)

(My chest was... touched.)

The mere touch of those warm, powerful hands on her waist and abdomen was enough to unsettle her; she never expected them to touch that area as well.

Although it's not direct contact, there's a thin layer of fabric in between.

But since birth, she has never been touched by anyone but herself, this sacred place. But today, she was touched by a man.

Even if this man is the one she has feelings for, Stella is still completely unable to calm down.

(However, in this case, my relationship with Makoto has taken another step forward, hasn't it?)

The surrounding water was already boiling, bubbling and gurgling.

(etc--)

(I think I'm—)

The mechanically rotating arm slowly came to a stop, and the splashing water subsided.

Both legs were completely submerged in the water, and my feet were on the smooth ground.

Stella slowly stood up from the water, mechanically turned her head, and saw the man waving at her.

At this moment, let alone feeling shy.

Stella felt nothing but shame.

He pretended he couldn't swim and asked his crush to teach him, but ended up embarrassingly revealing his mistake.

Stella now feels she desperately needs the help of her strategist, Shizuku Kurogane.

"Makoto?"

Stella, whose brain had completely short-circuited, had no idea what to do and could only awkwardly wave her hand.

Makoto Haramura took a deep breath and swam to Stella's side in one go.

"Makoto, that...me..."

"As expected of Stella, she has such good athletic ability; she learned it in no time."

Before Stella could finish speaking, Makoto Haramura interrupted her.

He's in an awkward position now.

He had already seen through Stella's pretense of not being able to swim.

So he deliberately pulled his hand away, letting Stella expose herself, to see what kind of expression Stella would make.

Who would have thought that his hand would touch Stella's private parts when he moved it?

If he mocks Stella for pretending she can't swim, it will only embarrass him more when Stella thinks about it later.

"what."

"Yes, that's right. I didn't expect I could learn it so quickly."

(He didn't call me out on it, as expected, he's so kind.)

Stella was taken aback for a moment, but immediately accepted Haramura Makoto's words with gratitude, not wanting to waste his good intentions.

"It's almost time."

"Now that you've learned to swim, how about we go find Ikki and the others to have dinner together?"

"You must be hungry now."

Makoto Haramura's gaze slowly shifted to Stella's fair abdomen.

"Goo-"

Stella's stomach also gave a rather uncooperative growl.

But this time Stella didn't seem embarrassed at all; instead, she raised her head with a very confident air.

"Let's go and eat."

A normal woman would be extremely shy if her stomach made noise in front of a man she likes.

Stella was the same way.

But she's gotten used to it these past few days.

The dragon blood within her was boiling more and more intensely. The temperature of the flames, the power of the dragon, and the dragon's appetite were all deeply influencing her lately.

She gets hungry very quickly every day now.

Makoto Haramura had seen through this pathetic state of his long ago.

She even troubled Makoto Haramura to cook a lot of dishes for her every day, so what could she possibly be shy about?

"Let's go."

……

"It seems there are still quite a few people here."

"Yihui, I'm really impressed by your family's wealth."

Sitting on the restaurant facade in the mall, watching the crowds of people coming and going outside, Makoto Haramura sighed with emotion.

The heated swimming pool they just used was not actually a separate, independent swimming pool.

Instead, it's located on the top floor of the building, an open-air swimming pool.

When they arrived in the morning, it wasn't officially open yet, so there weren't many people in the building.

Now, the terrifying money-making ability of this building is already evident.

The entire fifteenth floor, the restaurant floor, was packed with customers, and there were many people waiting for tables outside.

Just by looking at the flow of people here, you can tell how many people usually fill the upper-level hot spring pool.

"Haha, but the only one we can use is Shizuku, who has been designated as the next successor."

Kurogane Ikki shrugged helplessly.

Over such a long period of development, the Black Iron family has an unimaginable number of descendants, and only those with the qualifications can obtain more power.

After her older brother, Kurogane Ohma, left the family, Shizuku became the most powerful among the younger generation.

I was nothing more than someone who had been kicked out long ago, the lowest of the low.

"Are you going swimming again after dinner?"

The time spent waiting for food is always the most boring, especially when two men are sitting opposite each other.

I'm so bored that all I can do is keep rambling on about random things.

"No, no."

When Makoto Haramura casually mentioned it, Ikki Kurogane seemed to immediately think of something terrifying. He shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum, and hurriedly denied it without even having time to consider it.

"I'm begging you, even if Shizuku asks us to later, let's not go swimming."

"If this continues, I feel that Shizuku is going to break down completely."

"It seems you've experienced something that left a deep impression on you."

Makoto Haramura's eyes narrowed slowly, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards.

"It really left a deep impression on me."

Kurogane Ikki smiled wryly.

For him, this was more than just a simple impression. He felt that if it weren't for his strong will as a swordsman, he might have lost the most important integrity he had as an older brother.

"However, if you still want to go swimming, Makoto, let's go."

"But let's hang out together this time."

Kurogane Ikki spoke with great difficulty, his eyes filled with deep regret.

If he hadn't promised Shizuku last night to create an opportunity for Haramura Makoto and Stella, he wouldn't have been in such a dangerous situation just now.

Makoto Haramura, who had originally wanted to tease Ikki Kurogane a bit more, suddenly remembered what had just happened between him and Stella, and fell silent.

"Forget it, let's skip swimming."

He's genuinely afraid that if he goes to the pool again, he might make another mistake.

Then we'll really have to put everything out in the open.

"I just saw that the 20th floor is a karaoke bar."

"Let's go sing karaoke after we finish eating."

Karaoke!

Upon hearing Haramura Makoto's suggestion, Kurogane Ikki immediately nodded his head vigorously, clearly agreeing with Haramura Makoto's proposal.

"But now that we've come this far, why haven't the two most important ladies returned yet?"

"They must have been in the restroom for almost twenty minutes."

"Touching up makeup shouldn't take this long."

Makoto Haramura glanced back, but still couldn't find the two beautiful figures in the bustling crowd.

"Could something have happened?"

Kurogane Ikki instantly tensed up.

He may not dare to see his sister now, but for this sister who has been the only one to make him feel the warmth of family since childhood, Kurogane Ikki actually values ​​Kurogane Shizuku's existence more than anyone else.

"Although with their abilities, it shouldn't be that bad, they might be held back by something. Let's go take a look."

……

Time goes back half an hour.

Stella, dressed in a pure white dress, still maintained her most prominent feature: despite the dress not being figure-flattering, it still made her chest appear full and bulging.

The skirt hem just covered her knees, revealing the lower half of her ivory-white legs. She wore sandals, showing off ten delicate toes that looked like buds.

"Stella, were the suggestions I gave you effective?"