When Sayuki Ogawa called, Shuichi Chiba and Fumika Ogawa were lying on their sides on the bed, gazing into each other's eyes as they caught their breath.

  Fumika’s blouse was in plete disarray, though it still barely held together. The state of her inner garments, however, was beyond saving.

  Shuichi’s haed on Fumika’s thigh, caressing it with lingering desire.

  Without the stogs, her alluring thighs were even harder to resist. No matter how long he admired them, he felt he would never grow tired of the sight.

  “Sayuki-san is urging you again, Fumika-san. You should get up now.” Shuichi teased softly, his fingers brushing her face, still flushed with the afterglow.

  In a nguid and drowsy voice, Fumika murmured, “Let me... rest a bit. My arms and legs feel so weak... I don’t want to move…”

  “Seeing you like this, so easy to tease, makes it hard to behave, madam.” Shuichi said, gently lifting her .

  “W-What? Easy to tease?” Fumika’s gaze was unfocused and dazed. When his words finally registered, she pyfully scolded him, her tone carrying a hint of ess. “Callihat sounds so old! Why would you suddenly use such a term, Shuichi-kun?”

  "Because that term sounds like it pairs perfectly with a young man, don’t you think, Fumika-san?" Shuichi Chiba replied with a meaningful smile.

  "Madam… and a young man?"

  Fumika Ogawa wasn’t particurly experienced in such matters. She mostly read sweet romaories about young couples, making her seem a bit more i pared to the flirtatious preside door.

  "What’s so fitting about that?" Fumika pouted, biting her lip in dissatisfa. "I’m already so much older than you, Shuichi-kun. Callihat just makes me feel even less fident around you."

  "Aren’t we both at the age where we’re most greedy for what we want? That’s why it fits perfectly," Shuichi said with a grin. "But if Fumika-sa like being called that, I’ll stop."

  "G-Greedy?" Fumika’s face grew hotter as she stammered. She wao bury herself uhe pillow in embarrassment. "Shuichi-kun, don’t say such things…"

  Seeing how easily flustered she was, Shuichi could only ugh lightly. "The’s say I’m the greedy one here."

  His words made Fumika even more self-scious. The mention of greed brought back his earlier parison to a ripe peach. Her gaze shifted as she hesitated for a moment before saying softly, "If Shuichi-kun likes it… you call me that."

  "Then… Madam?" Shuichi called with a pyful smile.

  "Mm…" Fumika responded faintly, her voice a soft hum from her nose.

  ….

  The two shared a bit of private versation, treating it as a short break. Then, spurred by Sayuki Ogawa's repeated urging, they hurriedly got up, tidied themselves up briefly, a downstairs.

  On the first floor, Sayuki Ogawa was once again lounging in her usual bold sitting posture. However, this time there was a notable difference—she was wearing stogs.

  Shuichi Chiba raised an eyebrow the moment he saw her, a faintly amused smile tugging at his lips. It seemed she had taken his earlier ents to heart and even decided to py along.

  Well, now this was getting iing…

  Sayuki, catg his gaze, felt a slight twit her eyelid. She pursed her lips subtly, pretending not to notice. Putting away her phone, she crossed her arms and looked toward the two of them.

  "Do I have to keep reminding you every time? Why don’t you just move in here, Sis?" Sayuki Ogawa suggested with a pyful smirk.

  "Sayuki..." Fumika called her name in embarrassment, but Sayuki ignored her and tapped a box oable with the heel of her foot.

  "A little gift. It’s the bath towel you used yesterday. Though I figure you probably won’t anymore." Sayuki remarked, her gaze flitting mischievously betweewo.

  "Of course, it’ll be useful," Shuichi Chiba replied with a chuckle, sitting across from her. His eyes swept over the box before settling on her long, stog-cd legs.

  "After all, I still o take showers, and bath towels are essential."

  Just as Sayuki was about to retort, Shuichi smoothly cut her off. "Sayuki-san, I see you’re wearing stogs today. That’s a first."

  Sayuki, fully aware of the underlying implication, responded coolly, "I’m not feeling well. Wearing stogs helps keep me warm."

  Her tone was matter-of-fact, and to bolster her point, she added, "Even the gift should’ve been delivered this m, but I came ter than usual because I wasn’t feeling well."

  "Would you like a massage today, then?" Shuichi asked with a knowing look.

  Instead of answering, Sayuki turo Fumika. "Sis, are you feelioday too?"

  Caught off guard, Fumika fidgeted with the hem of her blouse, her voice faltering as she stammered, "Y-Yes... I don’t have much strength today either..."

  She had struggled to eve out of bed earlier. After resting for a while, she still o tightly grip the handrail as she desded the stairs.

  "Well, that settles it then," Sayuki Ogawa said, turning her gaze to Shuichi Chiba.

  "At your service," Shuichi replied with a knowing smile.

  …

  The three of them moved to the adjat small room, but this time the situation was different from the day before.

  Shuichi sat in the middle, while the Ogawa sisters sat oher side of him. Each pced one of their legs on his p simultaneously.

  It all started when Shuichi had casually asked, "Fumika-san, are ys feeling sore too? Would you like a massage?"

  Fumika wasn’t actually unfortable. In fact, she was less proo muscle aches than her younger sister, who exercised frequently and experienced such issues more often.

  However, the idea of receiving Shuichi’s leg massage service was too tempting to refuse. Quietly, and without hesitation, she extended her leg toward him.

  ….

  ….

  ….

  "Does your promise to treat us to a meal still stand?" Sayuki Ogawa suddenly asked as Shuichi massaged her leg.

  "Of course," Shuiodded. "Why? Are you pnning to follow through today, Sayuki-san?"

  "Tomorrow night works, right? By then, I should be feeling fine." Sayuki replied, calg the timing based on her prior experiences.

  "That works. And how about we treat Fumika-san to a movie after dinner? Would you be ied, Fumika-san?" Shuichi turo the right to ask.

  A movie theater…

  Dim lighting, privacy—there were plenty of possibilities.

  "A movie? Yes, I’d love to!" Fumika eagerly agreed, her face lighting up. Was this a date? Could she go on a date too?

  "So, after dinner, I leave, and the two of you go watch a movie?" Sayuki’s tone was tinged with bitterness.

  Fumika hesitated, feeling a little torn. Leaving her younger sister behind to go see a movie with a man did feel a bit wrong. But... she really wao go.

  Notig her sister’s dilemma, Sayuki quickly added, "I was just saying. You two —"

  Before she could finish, Shuichi quietly took out his phone and interrupted her. "It’s not a big deal. I already bought three tickets."

  Sayuki: ...