Hina's Room
As I expected, my shameless suggestion that came like a shot from a blind angle hit both Hina and Kazuha-nee alike.
My girl had her eyes blinking in confusion. It took her a few seconds before it clicked in her head. Hina then smacked her lips provocatively as a kind of sweet yet thorny snickering was produced from her mouth.
“Un. That sounds fun. It’s been years since I last rolled in the same bed as Kazuha-nee. Now you’ll join us.”
Somehow, other than understanding my intention, Hina rode and supplemented her own improv with a tinge of innocence which gave it a different meaning than what I was meaningfully hinted at.
Furthermore, from how confident she sounded, I could guess that I was pulled from her real experience. Perhaps a few years ago, Kazuha-nee played with the young Hina and slept in the same bed. Akane and I used to occasionally sleep in the same bed too when we were younger, after all.