Chapter 137: Overheating

Despite being under twenty years of age, Naoko’s body was considerably more developed than Yukina’s.

Lying there before her, completely bare, like a piece of white jade on a platter, ready to be picked.

Ephnel flipped up the hospital gown she had taken off and used it to cover her flushed face.

Yukina swallowed, her throat a bit dry.

This time, she too was a little moved.

She tried her best not to think about other things, wrung out the towel, and gently placed it on Ephnel’s body, wiping her down.

Mixed with the damp air, Yukina could smell the faint, unique fragrance of Ephnel’s body, as well as the smell of medicine seeping through the gauze.

Naoko’s waist was truly sensitive; almost every brush of the towel would make her body tremble slightly.

Intentionally or not, Yukina’s hand would gently glide past that ample bosom, and Naoko would tense up all over.

After being in contact with the hot water, Yukina found Naoko’s skin to be cool to the touch.

Every time she looked at Naoko’s slightly parted pink lips, Yukina felt the urge to kiss them.

That small, glistening tongue, like a pearl hiding in a shell, now visible, now hidden, tugged at her very heartbeat.

The beautiful curve of her chin tensed up again and again, her alluring milky skin extending an invitation to Yukina.

Yukina, too, was starting to feel that the water was getting a little too hot.

“I’ll go get a fresh basin… wait for me.”

“Mm…”

Naoko’s voice was barely audible.

Yukina simply covered her with the blanket, went to the bathroom to get two fresh basins of water and a few towels, and returned to the bedside.

Naoko lay quietly, her head covered.

A tremor went through Yukina’s heart—if only this ‘veil’ were red. She would definitely lift it with her own hands and then pounce on this beautiful bride.

“Naoko… can you open your legs?”

Naoko’s legs were pressed tightly together. Only when Yukina spoke did she slowly relax them.

Carefully, Yukina took the towel and wiped inch by inch up Naoko’s leg, revealing its slender, pale tenderness.

Naoko’s figure was quite well-proportioned.

Although as an older sister her height was a bit worrying, just looking at her like this, she seemed quite tall and slender.

She was curvy in all the right places, not lacking in the slightest, which looked especially alluring when pressed together.

Yukina pursed her lips, nervously gripping the towel.

“Ngh…”

Naoko suddenly pressed Yukina’s hand in a panic, seeming ashamed of her state.

“Y-Yukina… I can do this myself…”

“Let me help you. You can’t sit up right now, can you? Besides, it’s not the first time I’ve seen you completely naked. Don’t be shy, Naoko.”

Yukina rejected Naoko’s absurd suggestion, her tone righteous.

She saw Naoko tightly grip the hospital gown covering her face, let out a mumble, and then fall completely silent.

Naoko, who had been awkwardly bending her legs slightly, relaxed a little.

So Yukina placed one hand under Naoko’s waist and wiped Ephnel’s body with the other.

Perhaps due to shyness, Naoko’s body was tense as a board.

Yukina tried to be as gentle as possible, but she felt a slippery wetness.

Stunned for a moment, Yukina shifted her gaze and saw that a small patch in the crotch of Ephnel’s pajama pants was soaked.

“Don’t look…”

Naoko’s voice trembled, changing its pitch, and Yukina’s heart had already gone haywire.

“Well… I’m going to take a shower. I’ll throw these clothes in the washing machine too, and I’ll be back to keep you company in a bit.”

Yukina’s cheeks were flushed as she helped Naoko get dressed and tucked her into bed.

“Can we sleep together today too?”

Yukina asked in a small voice.

Naoko kept her arm over her eyes, her snowy face flushed, unwilling to meet Yukina’s gaze.

She just pursed her lips and responded with a soft nasal sound: “Mm…”

Suppressing the impulse to pin Naoko’s hands to the headboard, climb on top, and forcefully take her, Yukina gently placed a kiss on the corner of Naoko’s lips.

Naoko tilted her chin up to meet her.

It was sweet and pleasant.

It seemed that in their passion, they were both eagerly demanding from each other, exchanging the taste of the other.

Naoko’s left hand also moved away from her eyes, gently cupping the back of Yukina’s neck.

Because Naoko had nothing else to brace herself with, she had used this move many times today, but each time it stirred Yukina.

A second before her reason snapped, Yukina stopped just in time.

“I’m going to take a shower…”

“Mm… go on. I’ll wait for you…”

Naoko slowly released her hand.

Panting softly, a flush on her face, Yukina turned to take away the basin of water and the towel.

Then she turned again, carrying the change of clothes to the bathroom.

It wasn’t until Naoko was out of her sight that Yukina felt the irrepressible impulse in her heart subside a little.

She held the change of clothes in her arms and brought them to her nose, inhaling deeply.

Naoko’s scent, Naoko’s body, every glance and every smile from Naoko was so alluring.

It was a poison that, once tasted, could never be forgotten.

‘If I were careful not to touch Naoko’s wounds, could we go all the way?’

Yukina was already letting her imagination run wild.

But she quickly shook her head.

No matter what, this was not the time to be doing those things with Naoko.

Compared to her own selfish desires, Naoko’s body was infinitely more important.

But…

‘Doesn’t Naoko want to? Her underwear ended up like that, after all.’

No matter how dense she was, Yukina couldn’t possibly ignore such an invitation.

But no matter what, now was not the time to make a move.

Even if Naoko wanted it, and Yukina wanted it too, once they started, the only one who would be in pain would be Naoko.

Yukina was caught in an impossible dilemma.

It had to be said, the facilities in the special hospital rooms were truly comprehensive.

Aside from not having a kitchen, it had everything.

There was even a washing machine, neatly placed in a cubicle along with towels and storage racks.

Back at home, chores like laundry were almost entirely handled by Naoko alone.

The only thing Yukina did was probably more private things like washing her own underwear.

She carried the change of clothes to the washing machine.

She opened the viewing window of the machine and sniffed.

A faint smell of disinfectant wafted out.

These things were thoroughly cleaned by dedicated staff every day.

Yukina didn’t rush to throw the clothes in.

Instead, she added some more laundry detergent and turned on the tub self-clean mode.

Yukina closed the cubicle door, threw the clothes in her hands into the dirty laundry basket, then took off her own clothes and threw them in as well.

Finally, she put her and Naoko’s underwear inside.

As for undergarments, Yukina was still used to washing them by hand after her shower.

After washing up, she put on a shower cap, pushed aside the shower curtain, and stepped into the bathroom.

Unlike the warm light in the hospital room, the bathroom was brightly lit.

Aside from the faint smell of disinfectant, there were no other strange odors.

It was clearly cleaned by someone every day.

The feeling of cleanliness reduced Yukina’s aversion to the unfamiliar bathroom to a minimum.

She turned on the hot water valve.

The sound of water trickled down.

Yukina enveloped herself in the hot water, and facing the mirror that was becoming increasingly steamy, she repeatedly caressed her own burning cheeks.

She was trying to calm herself down.