"I bet you're the one who wants to get intimate with him the most, Sister. Just look at those mushy messages you were sending." Sayuki looked like she was about to get goosebumps.
"You're so mean-spirited." Fumika blushed and scolded her gently before looking at Shuichi. "Sayuki said she wants to settle that reward. Why haven't you started yet, Shuichi-kun?"
"Sister..." It was Sayuki's turn to blush. No matter how bold or racy her talk usually was, the thought of this specific reward made her feel incredibly flustered.
The whole rabbit's three burrows thing was just too embarrassing. She must have been out of her mind when she'd blurted it out back then.
"Go comfort Sister first. I'm in no rush," Sayuki said, turning to Shuichi.
"Look at the two of you, being so polite all of a sudden."
Shuichi laughed and pulled Sayuki into his arms. He buried his face in the crook of her neck to inhale her scent, his hands roaming over her body. He carefully savored her soft, elastic frame and silky-smooth skin.
"Sayuki-san is the best. Let's work out together."
"With my sister standing right there, is it really appropriate to say I'm the best?"
A thin mist began to cloud Sayuki's eyes. The way she glanced back over her shoulder was indescribably sultry.
"I don't mind at all. Sayuki and Shuichi-kun are both the most important people to me," Fumika said with a smile.
"Is Sayuki-san feeling shy? That's actually kind of cute."
Shuichi chuckled, which immediately sparked a mix of shame and annoyance in Sayuki. She reached down and grabbed him firmly.
"Have you forgotten how strong my grip is?"
"..." Shuichi froze instantly. "Uh, don't be impulsive, Sayuki-san. Otherwise, Fumika-san will be heartbroken."
Sayuki huffed and finally let go. "Go spend some time with my sister. I need to go... prepare a bit more."
"Haven't you already prepared?" Shuichi kneaded her yoga-clad form. Compared to the soft, pillowy feel of Fumika, Sayuki was much firmer and more elastic.
"Don't ask so many questions. Just go." Sayuki pushed him toward her sister, her face flushed red, though she didn't use much strength.
"Fair enough. It's your first time training like this; better to be fully prepared than to risk an injury." Shuichi nodded, let her go, and took Fumika's hand instead.
Once Sayuki had headed to the bathroom, Fumika covered her mouth and giggled. "Sayuki was actually ready a long time ago. She's just being bashful."
"So she's gone for 'psychological preparation'?" Shuichi joked. "And what about Fumika-san? How would you like me to comfort you? Is your heart 'itching'?"
"Mhm..." Fumika took his hand and pressed it against her chest. "But today, Shuichi-kun should collect Sayuki's reward first. I'm not in a hurry."
"Collecting a reward is important, but we can experience other things first." Shuichi gripped her boobs tightly. "For example, would the Fumika-san like to assist me in practicing some pull-ups?"
"How is that done?" Fumika was instantly intrigued.
"Come on, let's head downstairs first." Shuichi said, wrapping an arm around her soft body. He picked up a small bottle Sayuki had specially prepared for today. It definitely didn't contain essential oil this time; otherwise, Sayuki would be in for a rough time later.
The two of them quickly reached the horizontal bar on the first floor.
Shuichi had Fumika prepare step-by-step, following the same routine Sayuki had used before. Once she was ready and Shuichi was positioned, he began his pull-ups.
"Shuichi-kun, really... where do you get all these strange ideas? You're always finding new ways to tease people." Fumika said with a bashful pout.
"You're doing me wrong, Fumika-san. This was all Sayuki-san's idea. To fully squeeze out my potential and help me break through my limits, she's been finding all sorts of ways to push me," Shuichi explained.
Fumika smiled tenderly, her eyes full of affection as she watched Shuichi enthusiastically perform his pull-ups.
"Mhm... maybe working out like this in front of you isn't appropriate? Do you prefer guys who are a bit more delicate?" Shuichi asked, stopping for a moment.
"I like it all, as long as it's Shuichi-kun." Fumika reached up to stroke his abs. "A delicate boy has to grow up eventually. I think this feeling is wonderful too."
"Is this a 'raising' game then?" Shuichi laughed.
"Mhm, maybe." Fumika pressed her face against him, wrapping her arms around his back and holding him tight.
"Fumika-san, have you noticed your complexion has suddenly improved over the last few days?"
"Eh? Now that you mention it, it actually has. Do you know why?" As the owner of a beauty salon, Fumika naturally paid close attention to such things. "Yurika-san even mentioned it today—she said my skin looks noticeably better."
Shuichi looked thoughtful. So Naomi-sensei's change wasn't an accident.
No one else had changed, only Naomi and Fumika. The difference was... they were the only two who had actually gotten serious lately. But Sayuki and Fumika hadn't shown such an obvious change when they got serious before. So... it was the tea?
So not only did it provide staying power and vitality, but it also had this special effect? Now I definitely can't let Haruka-san get away.
He had to make sure she stayed. He'd have to go visit her again later to see if she needed anything or if her family was having any more trouble.
"You should know the answer, Fumika-san. Think about what's been different these last two days compared to before." Shuichi smiled.
Fumika's face immediately flushed red. "Shuichi-kun really has become more powerful."
"What's become more powerful?" Sayuki's voice drifted down from the top of the stairs. "I said, you two—are you still not done?"
"Is Sayuki-san prepared?"
"She looks like she's lost her patience," Fumika teased with a laugh.
Sayuki had finished her internal monologue and at least appeared to have lost her shyness. She urged them on. "Hurry up. Let's get this over with so you two stop thinking about teasing me."
Shuichi and Fumika shared a smile, let each other go, tidied themselves up, and followed Sayuki back to the yoga room on the second floor.
"How do you want to train today?" Once they were all standing together, Sayuki glanced at her smiling sister and asked Shuichi.
"I have no idea. You're the coach, Sayuki-san. You should know better than I do what kind of training is appropriate." Shuichi shrugged, throwing the question back at her.
Sayuki was genuinely conflicted. Normally, the Cat-Cow pose in yoga would be the most appropriate. But practicing that pose right in front of him felt too humiliating—especially since she had always occupied the dominant position in their relationship.
If she didn't choose that, it would have to be squats. She would still be dominant there, but... Whatever.
Gritting her teeth, Sayuki pointed at the floor. "Go lie down over there."
Shuichi blinked. "Sayuki-san seems to be struggling. Why don't we do weighted squats like we used to? You'll just have to have your back to me this time."
Sayuki imagined the scene, glanced at her sister who was giggling in the corner, and her eyelid winced. Wouldn't that be like a parent carrying a toddler to the bathroom?
Absolutely not!
"Do what I said."
"Alright then." Shuichi smiled. He didn't mind; at least he'd offered the suggestion.
The two of them did some pre-workout preparation, mostly just making sure they were as flexible and uninhibited as possible. After a two-minute delay, the "workout" finally began.
With her back to Shuichi, Sayuki began to move her body seriously, her hands firmly supporting the back of her thighs as she demonstrated the professional technique of a squat. Her movements were perfectly standard and precise, with no slackening whatsoever.
Compared to Shuichi, who was slacking off and just watching without practicing, Fumika was even worse. She ran around to face her sister, admiring her workout from the front.
"Sister! Do you have to do this?" Sayuki said, her teeth clenched in frustration.
"Sayuki can watch me while I'm at work, so why can't I watch you coaching Shuichi-kun? Sayuki was the one who bullied me first, remember?"
Fumika had been teased by her younger sister many times before, and she was holding her ground this time.
Seeing her sister's attitude, Sayuki knew normal reasoning wouldn't work. However, she had a plan. She immediately softened her tone and acted slightly spoiled. "I'm thirsty. Sister, could you go pour me some water?"
Sure enough, as soon as she acted like that, Fumika couldn't resist. She stood up to go pour the water. But it didn't help much; pouring water didn't take long, and Fumika was back in no time.
"Do you want me to feed you the water?"
"No thanks..."
"Sayuki, you're sweating on your forehead. Let me wipe it with a towel."
"It's fine..."
"Your face is so red. Are you hot? How about I fan you?"
"There's an AC..."
"AC is bad for the body." Fumika was exceptionally attentive today, constantly fussing over her.
Sayuki finally understood what "reaping what you sow" felt like. All the mischief she'd put her sister through was being returned in full.
"Sister, just go stay with your Shuichi-kun. Don't waste your time over here." She spoke through gritted teeth.
"It's no problem. Sayuki is always saying I'm biased and spend all my time with Shuichi-kun lately. So today, I am going to properly compensate you. Isn't it nice for us to talk like this together?" Fumika said, sounding quite mischievous.
"If you keep this up... I'm going to lose my breath. Who talks this much during a workout?" Sayuki said in short bursts, her breathing clearly becoming erratic and labored.
Seeing this, Fumika's heart finally softened. She touched Sayuki's burning cheek and said with a smile, "Now Sayuki knows how difficult it was for me back then, right? Don't be so mean-spirited from now on."
Since she was at a disadvantage, Sayuki could only nod and accept the lesson obediently.
Satisfied, Fumika let her go and walked to Shuichi's head. She knelt on the floor and gently lifted his head onto her lap. Then, she used her fingers to lightly smooth the slight frown on his brow. "What is Shuichi-kun thinking now? Do you want to experience this with me too?"
Shuichi looked up. Most of the light was blocked, and he couldn't even see Fumika's face. He took her hand and rubbed it gently against his cheek. "I've actually thought about it for a long time. I was just afraid you wouldn't be able to accept it, so I never brought it up. Fumika-san, I want all of you."
"As long as Shuichi-kun likes it."
Fumika let out a huge sigh of relief. She had always felt a bit uneasy because she had taken his 'first time' but had nothing of her own to give in return. Now, she finally had something she could offer.
"As long as Shuichi-kun likes it, you can tease me however you want. You can just tell me from now on; don't worry about me."
As Fumika spoke, she leaned down and hugged his head tightly. Shuichi sank into her soft embrace, and for a moment, it felt like falling into a dream—reunited once more with the white clouds over the Sumida River from his dreams.
"I couldn't do that. How could I have the heart to actually tease you? If you were sad, I'd be miserable too."
Shuichi said this, but a thought suddenly popped into his mind. There was one thing he really wanted to verify.
"It's okay. If it's Shuichi-kun, I'd be happy even if I were being teased." Fumika's hand pressed against Shuichi's chest, rubbing it dizzily.
"Uh... then, can you answer one question for me, Fumika-san?" Shuichi's voice was muffled.
"Of course."
"Fumika-san, have you ever tried it?"
"???"
The workout finally came to an end. Sayuki was drenched in sweat, her limbs feeling soft. She staggered toward the bathroom. Fumika and Shuichi followed right behind to help.
Once they had washed up, the three of them headed downstairs to the second floor of the beauty salon. Sayuki collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion, finally feeling like she was starting to recover.
"Sister, I suggest you reconsider. Can't you see the state I'm in? With your physical condition, you definitely won't be able to handle a workout like that."
"I can't back out now. I already promised Shuichi-kun."
Fumika brought some fruit to entertain Shuichi and had him lie on her soft, full thighs while she fed him by hand. Since the last time Shuichi had brought fruit, she'd noticed he liked it and had stocked up on quite a variety. Tangerines, grapes, cherries, green apples, peaches, melons—the nightstand was covered in them.
August to November was Kyoho grape season in Japan. These grapes didn't have strict soil requirements but needed careful fertilization and drainage. Because they were locally grown, they were expensive—usually starting at 3,000 yen a bunch, with no upper limit for the premium ones.
"Fumika-san, you should eat some too." Shuichi didn't forget to encourage her while he ate.
A moving blush appeared on Fumika's face.
Sayuki, watching from the side, huffed. "That little brat... he only knows how to tease people. And you still dare say you're willing to let him bully you."
"Teasing like this from Shuichi-kun... I think it's fine. It feels good." Fumika followed his suggestion and tried a piece herself.
Watching her eat the fruit, Shuichi couldn't help but swallow. He reached out to join her, and they began to eat together proactively. Sayuki really couldn't bear to watch them being so intimate; it was just too sappy.
After eating fruit for a while, it was time for the usual massage. Shuichi lay flat on the bed, waiting for Fumika to prepare. Once the essential oil was warmed, Fumika sat astride Shuichi's abdomen, her hands pressing against his chest as she began a gentle massage.
"It feels like I haven't given Shuichi-kun a proper, relaxing massage in a while."
"True. This feeling... it's so comfortable..."
The shopping street's effect on the Manager was now ten times stronger. As Shuichi felt Fumika's soft hands massaging him, his entire body felt indescribably relaxed.
"I love giving Shuichi-kun massages too. Even just simple physical contact is something I look forward to." As Fumika spoke, she shifted back slightly.
Sayuki glanced over at the scene, thinking that her sister was 100% being dishonest with her words.
"By the way, Fumika-san, do you know what's going on with Reiko?" Shuichi suddenly remembered to ask. He seemed a bit uncomfortable and shifted his posture slightly.
"Reiko?" Fumika's face flushed red, and one of her hands reached behind her. "Does Shuichi-kun know? I wasn't trying to keep it from you on purpose; it's just a difficult thing to talk about, since it's someone else's business."
"I'm not blaming you, Fumika-san. It was just a surprise to find out." Shuichi reached up and gripped Fumika's boobs. "By the way, do you want me to help Yurika-san? She seems to have some difficulties she can't talk about. If her problem is solved, then you won't always be too busy to spend time with me on Sundays, right?"
Fumika's eyes immediately clouded with mist. "I'm sorry for making Shuichi-kun feel neglected. I really wanted to come back and give you a massage, but Yurika-san seems like she really needs someone to be with her. I couldn't just leave her."
"Why are you apologizing? It's perfectly normal for you to have your own life and your own friends." Shuichi gave her boobs a few comforting squeezes.
"I don't know the specifics of Yurika-san's situation either, and she doesn't seem to want to talk about it. So... there's really nothing I can do to help."
Fumika seemed tired. She stopped her movements and slumped onto Shuichi's chest, her breathing slightly heavy.
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