Touka Takanashi had just opened the door, leaving only a slight crack.
Minamoto Senya slid in sideways like a loach, extremely smoothly.
And without any unnecessary movements, the person who came in pushed the door back and closed it at the same time.
This set of smooth yet stealthy movements inexplicably gave Touka Takanashi a secret sense of excitement.
This inexplicable emotion, combined with the relationship between them...
A sense of guilt also came over me, and my heart beat faster.
It is foreseeable that no matter what Senya came to see her for this time, she is destined to toss and turn in bed tonight.
You better be really busy...
I muttered this secretly in my heart.
"Come in and sit down."
Touka didn't continue to stand blankly at the door, but was constantly being looked down upon by him from a close distance.
She returned to the room, sat down beside the bed, and pointed to the sofa beside her, indicating Senya, "You can sit there."
But Minamoto Senya didn't notice her small gesture of raising her hand.
In other words, they saw it but deliberately turned a blind eye.
In short, he followed Touka straight ahead, and followed her movements, sitting on the bed beside her. He stretched his hands behind his back, leaned his body slightly, rested his palms on the bed, tilted his head back, and assumed a very relaxed posture.
"Is it an illusion? I always feel that the bed in your room seems to be softer."
As Senya spoke, his body shook on the bed.
Touka's body also swayed slightly up and down with his movements.
"That's a misconception. We all booked rooms with the same specifications and price. How could the hotel have the time to set up mattresses of different standards in every room?"
"That makes sense, but it seems your room smells better than mine."
"That's just because I just took a shower."
Ever since she realized that Senya no longer viewed her with the same pure eyes as his family, Touka felt increasingly helpless towards him.
These two opening remarks made her, who seemed calm and composed, panic.
Before this trip to the beach, she went to Senya's room to check his diary, wanting to know if he had written down his plans for the next two days so that she could have a clear idea of what was going on.
But unfortunately, his diary was not updated in the few days before departure.
Touka thought it didn't seem like a big deal.
This time, they were not traveling alone; there were other girls who were close to him traveling with them.
Under this circumstance, I think this time is not much different from the past.
But now, Touka was really getting nervous.
Not to mention that the text messages this guy sent before were so ambiguous, the most important thing is that the two of them are alone at the moment, and it is already late at night.
What serious matter is there that needs to be discussed by two people, a man and a woman, sitting alone on the edge of a bed in the middle of the night?
They're not a married couple...
Senya wouldn't...really plan to take action tonight, right?
She was extremely shaken in her heart, but despite trying her best, Touka didn't let any of this hesitation show on her face.
After all, he had done something as thrilling as helping Senya measure his waist size while he was sleeping. In comparison, the current situation was really just a small step.
"Okay, let's skip the meaningless opening remarks. You told me to stay up and wait for you for something. What was it?"
Touka suppressed her restless emotions and spoke like this.
It's not meaningless.
Minamoto Senya watched her raise her hands and hug her arms on both sides, and laughed secretly.
In psychology, when people make such movements, it can be understood as feeling uneasy. Crossing their hands in front of their chests means they are subconsciously on guard against the outside world and increase their sense of security.
At this moment, Touka was not as calm as her calm tone and usual indifferent expression suggested.
"It's nothing big, I just want you to do me a small favor."
"A small favor for you?"
At this moment, he realized that the main purpose of Senya's visit tonight was not the kind of immoral excitement he had imagined.
While Touka breathed a sigh of relief, the high emotions that were secretly mixed with excitement suddenly wilted.
She was feeling a little down, but she ignored it.
"Actually, it's a bit embarrassing to say…"
"...The fact that you're sitting here with me and about to say it proves you're not embarrassed at all."
"Really? It's fine if you're so harsh on Rikka, but please be a little more lenient with me."
"Okay, tell me now."
"Hmm... Touka, you know this hotel has all sorts of entertainment facilities, right? Karaoke bars, tea houses, yoga rooms, and fitness rooms."
"I know, why are you saying that?"
"The favor I need from you is related to this. Actually, I learned earlier that this hotel has an indoor swimming pool that's open 24 hours a day. It's almost eleven o'clock now, and I don't think there will be many people there. So, I'd like to ask you if you could teach me how to swim."
Minamoto Senya approached Touka with a sincere expression and made this request.