"Ume, be honest. Are you trying to seduce me?" I asked, sighing in disbelief.
"Huh? How could you accuse me of such a shameful act?" she blurted. "I shouldn't have asked for your help. I'm leaving."
My body instinctively moved as I heard her steps fading. I opened the door in a flash, pulled her inward, and leaned her against it before closing it again.
Her breath brushed against my neck, and her hands accidentally rested on my chest. The illogically arousing, fruity aroma of her body was already turning my head blank.
Water from my still-wet hair dropped onto her head as she scanned my almost naked body with her pink pearls from top to bottom, carrying a red blush on her face.
"Who is trying to seduce whom?" she murmured, turning her eyes sideways in embarrassment.
"Why were you leaving?" I asked in a low voice.
"I never touched you wrongly, yet you repeatedly accuse me of indecent acts," she replied, looking downward. "It felt like you were questioning my character."
