Everyone, including Toi, ate the delicious dinner that Uzuki had prepared.
I was relieved to see them eating normally, just like girls their age.
And then...
You see, I know all about what makes you feel good, Hazuki, don't I?
Oh, umm... no, not there...
As my fingers stimulated exactly where Hazuki felt good, sweet sounds of fun began to escape from her mouth.
You see, it feels good to be grabbed here, doesn't it? Cuddly? Love it?
Oh, ummmm, that feels good...
Good, good, I don't hate a girl who's just being honest.
Oh, hmm, hmm...
The wistful voice coming from Hajduki's mouth gradually grew in color and luster.
It's almost finished. Then, the next one is here--!
I'm on a roll, and I'm going to blame Hazuki's sensitive parts without mercy.
Hey, man, you can't...
Oh, you're such a naughty boy, aren't you? And there's nothing wrong with that, is there?
No, Toi, I'm watching...
I don't mind being watched. Besides, as I said before, I don't mind obedient children. Doesn't it make you feel good to have your hands on a lump like this?
All right, I'm gonna flush you out and you can close your eyes.
Unu.
So I poured hot water over Hazuki's head and rinsed the shampoo out of his head.
As you can see, I was washing Hazuki's head in the hot spring.
I was washing his head in the hot water.
There is no doubt in my mind that this is a very healthy, everyday scene.
So how did it go? That felt pretty good, didn't it?
I asked him what he thought of the God's hand massage by the esthetic S-class cheat I was using, Goldfinger.
Well, I knew the answer, because I was aiming at the part of Hazuki that felt good.
"It felt good.... but I said no...
No, you know what? Hazuki's reaction was soooo cute...
I'm sorry. I told you to stop.
Whenever I touch my ears or the area around my ears, Hajduki gets all jumpy and cute and I just can't help but...
I don't know, pfft.
With a puff, Hazuki's cheeks puff out and he turns away.
'Oh sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry for getting carried away! I was super bad! That's right! It's 100% my fault on all fronts! So why don't you straighten up? Hey, please.
Are you now?
I'm doing it! I do so much!
I told you.
'Ugh, I'll do my best to make sure there's not a third time...'
Give me a good squeeze.
Hey, you're that easy...
Geeeeeeeeeeeee.
Thus.
I was again on a roll after my last calf massage, but the kind-hearted Hajduki allowed me to do it again this time.