The bathroom was still steamy, and a faint fragrance wafted through the air. Yoizumi sniffed lightly, and he was certain.
The scent on Miss Shinobu just now was exactly the same as this.
It seemed that Miss Shinobu's bathroom, where she had just showered, hadn't even had its water changed.
Could he use it?
Yoizumi was a little indecisive.
"..."
Yoizumi hesitated for a while, then retreated to the bathroom door and tentatively called out to Shinobu. After receiving Miss Shinobu's reply, Yoizumi paused before continuing.
"Does the water in the bathroom not need to be changed?"
Shinobu, who was wiping her hair with a towel, her eyes closed, paused. Clearly, she had forgotten about this.
Her fair cheeks immediately flushed crimson, and she responded, feigning composure.
"Is Yoizumi disgusted with me?"
Miss Shinobu's voice clearly reached Yoizumi's ears through the door crack, and the grip on his clothes tightened slightly.
"No."
Since Miss Shinobu didn't mind, he had no problem with it either.
After neatly arranging his clothes, Yoizumi immersed himself in the water. The water was still very hot. Because he was a demon, Yoizumi's skin was very fair, and in the warm water, a slight blush appeared on his face.
His wet golden hair hung down, and a few petals floated on the water's surface. Yoizumi didn't recognize what kind of flowers they were, but they smelled very good.
His vision, blurred by the swirling steam, inadvertently caught sight of Miss Shinobu's intimate clothes that she had taken off earlier.
"..."
He froze for a second, then silently averted his gaze. He slowly submerged his head into the hot water, and after a while, he suddenly stood up.
He wiped the water from his face and covered it.
He had forgotten, this was where Miss Shinobu had bathed... He had washed enough, it was time to get out.
The light blue pajamas fit Yoizumi perfectly, and the fabric was very soft and comfortable.
As soon as Yoizumi came out of the bathroom, he saw Shinobu sitting at the dressing table.
"Yoizumi, come here," Shinobu waved, signaling for Yoizumi to approach. When Yoizumi reached her, Shinobu firmly pressed him into the seat.
A white towel covered his vision, and a pair of nimble hands moved through his damp hair.
"I'll help you dry your hair."
"I can do it myself..." Yoizumi's raised hand had just touched the towel when it was gently swatted away.
"Don't move," Shinobu warned softly.
"Okay..."
The obedient Yoizumi placed his hands on his knees, his back straight, and his head slightly lowered, making it easier for Miss Shinobu to wipe.
Shinobu's lips curved; her mood was clearly excellent at this moment. She meticulously wiped Yoizumi's golden hair.
"Indeed, it's so convenient for boys ~ their hair dries so quickly."
She twirled her own purple hair ends with her fingers. Even after wiping for so long, hers was still wet.
Hers only reached her shoulders. She wondered how long it would take for someone like Mitsuri's hair to dry completely.
Her hands continued to move, and after carefully wiping it clean, Shinobu stopped. Yoizumi's golden hair, which had been hanging together, was now incredibly messy after her wiping.
Shinobu chuckled as she watched the scene through the mirror. Yoizumi, with his eyes closed, was completely unaware of the state of his hair.
Like a little kitten with its fur ruffled ~
She gently patted Yoizumi's head, successfully flattening a patch of golden hair, and Shinobu reminded him.
"All done ~" She covered her mouth to prevent Yoizumi from seeing her upturned lips.
"?"
Yoizumi, not understanding what had happened, showed a puzzled expression.
Shinobu hooked her fingertip around her own hair, twirling it, attracting Yoizumi's gaze.
"Hey ~ Yoizumi, what do you think I'd look like if I grew my hair long?"
Hearing this, Yoizumi pondered, staring at Miss Shinobu, imagining her with long hair. Yoizumi smiled, raised his hand, and gently stroked Shinobu's still damp hair ends, saying softly.
"Beautiful."
He got up, retrieved a fresh, clean towel, walked in front of Miss Shinobu, and lowered his head to wipe her hair. Shinobu tilted her head back, meeting Yoizumi's gentle gaze perfectly.
She stubbornly tugged on Yoizumi's sleeve, wanting an answer.
"So, do I look better with short hair, or with long hair?"
"Both look good," Yoizumi answered without hesitation.
"No, you have to pick one," the mischievous Miss Shinobu began teasing Yoizumi again.
His motion of wiping Miss Shinobu's hair paused for a moment. Yoizumi began to think seriously. He had a feeling that no matter which one he answered, Miss Shinobu wouldn't be satisfied.
Shinobu stared at Yoizumi with a smile. If she had a cat's tail, it would probably be wagging right now.
"Still can't think of an answer?" She cupped Yoizumi's face in her hands. She really liked the side of Yoizumi that was confused because of her.
Feeling the soft flesh on his face being pinched by Miss Shinobu, Yoizumi's gaze focused on the smiling Miss Shinobu before him. His sapphire eyes were bright and clear, filled with an unshakeable tenderness.
His clear, mellow voice made it easy to hear the sincerity in his words.
"As long as it's Miss Shinobu in front of me, she looks beautiful."
"Hmm..."
Miss Shinobu, thwarted again, her proudly raised tail was gone without a trace. Instead, her cat ears drooped, and she avoided Yoizumi's gaze, turning her head away, her face flushed with embarrassment.
Who did Yoizumi learn to say such things from?!
This should be a satisfactory answer, right?
Yoizumi blinked and continued to wipe Miss Shinobu's hair.
After both their hair was mostly dry, Shinobu was the first to wrap herself in the blanket and curl up in the corner of the bed to conceal her uncontrollably restless heart.
It seemed Miss Shinobu was very sleepy.
Yoizumi thought, blowing out the candle. The room plunged into darkness. Yoizumi had excellent night vision, so he easily walked to the side of the bed. Resting his head on the soft pillow, he turned to look at Miss Shinobu, who had her back to him.
Recalling Miss Shinobu's actions last time, Yoizumi proactively reached out and embraced Miss Shinobu. Feeling the small person in his arms tremble, Yoizumi whispered.
"Goodnight, Miss Shinobu."
He kissed Miss Shinobu's hair, and Yoizumi closed his eyes.
When he was with Miss Shinobu, somehow Yoizumi felt very at peace. It was as if everything else was cast aside, and his mind was no longer filled with turbulent, chaotic thoughts.
His breath was filled with Miss Shinobu's pleasant scent, which Yoizumi loved very much.
Soon, Yoizumi fell asleep.
A long time later, Shinobu in his arms gently turned over. By the moonlight, she carefully observed Yoizumi's sleeping face, slowly leaned in, and kissed the corner of his lips.
"Goodnight..."
Then Shinobu buried her face in Yoizumi's chest.
"Phew ~"
Now our scents... are the same... --- Aside ---
Regarding Miss Shinobu's question, the author thought for half an hour before figuring out what Yoizumi should say. (ㅎ.ㅎ)
Shinobu: High attack, low defense
Yoizumi: High attack without realizing it, low defense not revealed
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