Thrilling Bathing Incident

　　Looks like a deal has been made in the bathroom.

　　About an hour after the four of them came out of the bathroom, Itsuki's face that was swollen like a bun finally disappeared, and she no longer looked like she was so angry she was about to die.

　　Soon after, Shinichi knew how they comforted Itsuki.

　　"If you're hungry, eat these meat buns first, then have the dumplings and other dishes when Ichika returns." Nino took a biscuit from the cupboard, placed it on the living room table, and divided it into two plates.

　　One plate for the four of them, and the other for Itsuki. The plate for Itsuki not only has more biscuits, but also has a richer variety of snacks, such as puffs, delicious bars, chocolate bars, etc.

　　Nino took milk and chocolate sauce out of the fridge and sat back down on the couch.

　　"Only this time, I let you overeat... Who made you say such stupid things..."

　　"Since you have apologized so sincerely, then I can't keep worrying about it," said helplessly, but Itsuki smiled excitedly: "Well, let's pretend what just happened didn't happen, everyone, let's eat together!"

　　Everyone shook their heads, everyone looked bored, and they didn't even want to touch the other biscuits.

　　"Eat with pleasure..." Miku glanced at Shinichi, looked away, her face was slightly red, "If not enough, this plate can also be eaten... I said something wrong, sorry."

　　"I eat so much at the shrine festival, since you still have a big appetite, don't get too hungry for the birthday cake then."

　　Nino was in a bad mood. Although this result was caused by her, but as a sister, she really couldn't let Itsuki, who was already a little fatter than others, eat more.

　　So, she told Yotsuba: "Did you train that guy recently? Take Itsuki with you, at least keep her weight on the same level as us, or else there will be rumors of 'only four' looking alike, and the last rumor of being 'fat' popping up, and I won't dare let Itsuki out in future."

　　"Accepted, I promise to complete the task!" Yotsuba saluted earnestly, Itsuki pretended not to hear, and started enjoying the sweets with a happy face.

　　Time passed slowly.

　　Shinichi always thought of himself as a transparent person, raised his eyes from the glass of water below, and glanced indistinctly.

　　The delicate skin of the girls who had just stepped out of the bath revealed a healthy glow, the ends of their hair were dried with a hairdryer, and the fragrance from the body wash entered their nostrils.

　　He didn't know if it had anything to do with cleaning up all the dust that day, but at this moment they looked very fresh and smooth.

Shinichi saw Yotsuba looking at him curiously.

　　"What is it?" He asked back without guilt and truth.

　　"Asada-san it seems you haven't taken a bath yet?" Yotsuba stared at the half-dried rain stains on Shinichi's shirt.

　　Nino, who was playing with her cellphone, raised her head and looked at Shinichi.

　　"You're drenched too, right? Special treatment, I'll lend you a bathroom, let's get some hot water."

　　Miku also looked concerned: "Put the clothes outside later, and they will dry quickly after washing. Shinichi has to take a shower, or you'll catch a cold."

　　Puffing out her cheeks like a small hamster, Itsuki covered her mouth and maintained a graceful posture, and nodded in agreement: "If you don't mind… Yum… Father has some old unworn clothes here, you two are about the same size… Yum… Asada-kun should be able to wear it."

　　"Eat before speaking!"

　　Nino patted Itsuki, then stood up, grabbed Shinichi's hand, and dragged him into the bathroom.

　　"I didn't realize now that I let you sit on the couch in my house right out in the rain. So dirty... Don't delay, quickly shower and go out. If you catch a cold, don't blame us."

　　Shinichi was forcefully pulled into the dressing room like this, feeling the attention of these people, he didn't resist, only saw Nino snort softly, and closed the door.

　　"I'll get your clothes later, just put them in the laundry basket over there."

　　After leaving this sentence, the changing room fell silent. Shinichi stood still. After about ten seconds of mental formation, he started to take off his clothes.

　　"The feeling of having a shower at a girl's classmate's house... It's amazing."

　　Sighing with a complicated face, he took off his pants, touched his pocket, and found that he had taken his cell phone with him.

　　"Five minutes in the bathroom, ten minutes in the bathroom... Now then, these ten minutes are not to be wasted, let's deal with business matters." Shinichi put down his waterproof phone, folded his pants and clothes and put them in the laundry basket.

　　At this time, he found that there was another laundry basket in the corner, which was quite full, and four sets of panties of different colors...

　　Shinichi's eyes immediately became serious.

　　Although it was a bit sudden, he fell into a somewhat philosophical thought at this time.

　　What is youth?

　　Just like the quarrel between the four of them just now, the so-called youth was at the wrong time, said the wrong words, made the wrong actions, reaped the wrong consequences, and then felt remorse.

　　Therefore, youth is wrong. Those who enjoy youth are wrong, and those whose minds are controlled by youth are also wrong.

　　That's how it should be.

　　However, such an error should be called correct, right?

　　Because of the conflict between human instincts and social values, they think it is wrong, but why should they care about the so-called social values? When one is alone in this confined space, that's right, instinct is right.

　　So youth is true. Men who are influenced by youth are right, and men who don't fight the urges of youth are right.

　　There is no need for youth where right or wrong just exists. So, the bad idea of wanting to verify the knowledge that was said in the book and enjoying the urge of youth with curiosity should also be allowed, right?

　　Asada Shinichi, 17 years old, at this moment, his firm integrity was slightly shaken.

　　But then, he took a deep breath.

　　He had no confidence, muttering with his eyes slightly closed.

　　"Oh my god… It's just a piece of cloth, not fundamentally different from men's underwear, if it's Fuutarou's panties…"

　　His brow loosened, and he opened his eyes, his gaze regaining its indifference and firmness, devoid of any lust.

　　God managed to calm his restless blood.

　　Shinichi pretended not to see the laundry basket, and was about to take off his shorts when he heard hurried footsteps outside the door, and the back door opened.

　　"Forgot our clothes were confiscated, and the bath water—"

　　Shinichi put his hands on his belt, meeting eyes with Nino who barged in. It two eyes widened slightly, and one of them even reflexively glanced downwards.

　　There was silence for two seconds, and Shinichi turned his back on her and said: "Please close the door, and wait until I'm in the bathroom."

　　The door was slammed shut, Nino didn't even care about her original purpose, and ran away in panic while covering her blushing face.

　　Seeing the opportunity, Shinichi quickly took off his clothes, folded his panties into a neat box in the fastest way possible, then took his cell phone and rushed into the bathroom, locked the door, leaning against the door panel.

　　"…Nino almost destroyed my innocence, at that hooligan female bastard." Shinichi whispered.

　　A female classmate's house and all, it really made his heart beat faster.