Moreover... Aoto is indeed sitting very comfortably now.
Toshisuke is currently facing the corner, with his back to Aoto.
Because he needs to hide Toshisuke thoroughly, Aoto's back is pressed tightly against Toshisuke's.
The feeling... is indescribable.
Aoto's "Gathering Spirit" unintentionally activated.
He focused his whole mind, concentrated all his attention, trying hard to ignore the distracting sensations constantly transmitted to his back.
In short—Aoto's excuses successfully fooled everyone once again.
Seeing Aoto persistently insisting on sitting in the corner of the bath, Kondo and his group no longer said anything, not forcing Aoto to sit beside them.
Seeing this, Aoto couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
——Deceiver... thank you...!
He has never felt so grateful to have a talent for making himself a master of lies.
——Now... just wait slowly for Kondo and the others to leave.
