"You did it?!"
I couldn't help but cheer out loud at those words.
When I raised my voice, Yata turned his eyes toward me and gave a silent smirk.
It was obvious I'd been here the whole time—there was no point in hiding, huh?
I mean, I left my clothes in the dressing room, and I only ended up hiding because I got dragged into this mess.
I looked over at the woman who'd caused all this—she was absurdly voluptuous, mainly in the chest area. Just her being there made her seem lewd or indecent. I get the feeling, but when it comes to Hisui-san… I think she'll be fine.
Let's break this situation down a little: earlier in the day, she said something that made it seem okay for us to hit on her. On top of that, after clearly acknowledging our presence, she said something that made it sound like she'd respond positively if we actually did hit on her.
In other words…
"A meal served and waiting?"
I mumbled quietly, and my colleague Kotori beside me gave a firm nod with just her eyes.
"Alright, then—I'm going in!"
Kotori took a deep breath, maybe to psych herself up, then muttered under her breath before charging in.
"Oh dear."
The troublesome woman with the large chest collapsed into Hisui-san's arms with a blissful expression, like all her worldly regrets had vanished. She passed out cold.
(Seriously, this is why virgins…)
I muttered internally, conveniently ignoring my own virginity.
"So, what now?"
Hisui-san gently carried the unconscious woman out of the bath and laid her down, then opened her arms again.
Every move he made was so gentle… but also surprisingly strong.
Even though a limp body is pretty heavy, he lifted and carried her effortlessly. Since he was naked, you could clearly see his muscles flexing.
For some reason, Kotori nudged me forward. "Go on, then."
"Alright, if you insist!"
This wasn't the time for hesitation. I embraced him with all my might.
No matter how many times I hugged him, it always felt incredible. I couldn't stop smiling, and my stomach flipped with butterflies.
This time, there were fewer people, and I was a little more used to it. So I fully indulged myself, wrapping around him, nuzzling, savoring the contact.
I really love him. I can't imagine being with anyone else.
When I got a tap indicating it was time to let go, I reluctantly pulled away.
As I stepped back, my eyes met Hisui-san's, and he was smiling warmly at me.
"Once everyone's had their turn… please, marry me. And give me your children."
Moved by pure instinct, the words spilled out—I felt like now was the time to say it.
I wasn't sure if I'd managed to make it sound romantic or heartfelt, but I'd said it.
Immediately after, a rush of joy from confessing and regret for blurting it out crashed over me. I quickly averted my gaze and took a deep breath to calm down. The wait for his reply felt like a death row inmate awaiting execution—utterly nerve-wracking.
Real talk, if this went wrong, I'd be socially dead. If anyone reported that I'd abused my role as a male protection officer to seduce a man, I'd be lucky to get off with just being fired. My real name might go public, and I'd never be able to show my face in society again.
Ten seconds, one minute, an hour… it felt like an eternity.
"Whew…"
A small sigh, like he'd made up his mind, echoed through the air. My heart tightened.
"Alright. Not right away—but someday. Thank you."
(It worked?!)
His perfect answer made me instinctively throw both fists up in victory.
(Wait, huh?!)
At that moment, I was suddenly pulled into him, losing my balance.
Smooch
He hugged me again, and our lips met.
(WHAAAAAAAA?!)
I instantly panicked.
"Let's call that a down payment. We'll continue this later."
As I flailed mentally, his soft lips pulled away with a gentle touch.
That devilish smile… I was too flustered to say anything, just nodded fervently, face burning red.
My lips still tingled with heat. My stomach was full of butterflies. It was agony to leave it like this, but I had no choice.
"Ohh…"
Soft claps and cheers erupted from the others nearby.
"Then, I'll go next. Let me have my turn too," Kotori said playfully.
(Hey, that's not fair!)
I screamed internally.
"Got it. You're next, then. Looking forward to it."
Hisui-san replied with a mix of a sigh and a wry smile.
"Yay~"
The cheers and claps this time were slightly more subdued than before.
Hisui's Perspective: the delay before replying, a bit of inner conflict.
(Wait, is this okay?)
Caught off guard by the sudden confession, I struggled to respond, my eyes darting around nervously.
Yata-chan gave me a thumbs-up, then followed it with a crude gesture, sandwiching her thumb between her index and middle finger with a grin.
I looked away with a slightly distant stare, scanning the others for advice.
My eyes met Hachikuma-san's—she seemed relieved, which strangely calmed me down too.
Everyone was nodding together. Realizing there was no way out, I let out a deep sigh and gave my answer, figuring, Well, guess I'll go along with it.
Author's note :
Kotori's the type who's sneakily clever in these kinds of situations.