Moeha and Kei were clearly underage, so getting into this kind of hotel wasn't exactly easy.
Kei could just barely pass—though still a middle schooler, her tall figure could fool people into thinking she was in high school. But even high schoolers weren't supposed to check into such places.
Moeha, however, was petite, obviously a middle schooler. Even if the receptionist were blind and let Kei slip through, there was no way Moeha could get in.
Shin and the others had already been cleared by prior notice from the Shinomiya and Fujiwara families, so the front desk let them pass without issue.
But Moeha and Kei had snuck out. Even if Moeha was a Fujiwara daughter, she couldn't expose her identity now—otherwise she'd definitely be scolded later at home.
"…Maybe we should just pay them off."
After hesitating near the front desk, Moeha reluctantly pulled out her card, deciding to use money to bribe her way in.
As a Fujiwara daughter, she had plenty of funds—her allowance alone outstripped what most people could dream of. Bribing one clerk was nothing.
Sure enough, the receptionist wavered for a few minutes but eventually yielded, pocketing the cash and giving them a room key—conveniently, to the room right next door to Shin's, per Moeha's request.
He did hesitate, worrying about letting middle schoolers stay in such a hotel. But after all, they were just two girls—what trouble could they possibly cause? It wasn't like they could get anyone pregnant.
And so, under Moeha's "cash power," they got inside. The clerk, of course, had no idea of their real purpose.
An hour later, Shin finished a "battle" and stood up.
Having waited patiently, Ai Hayasaka immediately handed him a glass of water to replenish what he'd lost.
Strictly speaking, it should have been Chika Fujiwara who needed the hydration most—but she was already utterly exhausted, fast asleep.
"How about it? Did you learn anything?"
Draining the glass, Shin turned toward Kaguya, who had watched everything from the bedside.
Kaguya's face was scarlet, on the verge of fainting from overstimulation.
In her view, such acts should be reserved for after marriage. Even if Shin and Chika had done it for "educational purposes," it still ought to be condemned.
Yet, inexplicably, she felt no censure at all. Instead, a restless desire bubbled up within her.
During the viewing, she had even reached out instinctively—though, lacking knowledge, she hadn't known where her hand should go.
Ai, noticing Kaguya's reaction, seemed to understand and spoke up:
"Young Master Shin, it seems Lady Kaguya feels theory alone is insufficient. I think it's time for some practical lessons."
"Hayasaka…!"
Kaguya jolted, glaring at Ai. But after that glare, she couldn't bring herself to outright refuse—only casting Shin a timid, animal-like look.
Seeing that gaze, Shin knew exactly what to do next.
Education required both theory and practice—Chika had already served as the demonstrator, and now it was Kaguya's turn.
And Ai leaned in as well, clearly intending to assist.
"Whoa, they're still going?!"
Next door, Moeha held her phone up against the wall, eavesdropping with a bug she had stuck onto Shin's room.
Though the soundproofing was good, the device still let them catch muffled noises—and the ceaseless movements inside left Moeha and Kei dumbstruck.
Even as middle schoolers, they could guess what was happening.
They had braced themselves before entering the hotel, but they hadn't expected Shin's group to start immediately, without pause.
"…And it sounds like Chika-senpai was the one to take the lead…"
Moeha's face flushed as she listened, her imagination filling with crude, incomplete pictures shaped by her meager knowledge.
It left both girls in a deeply awkward mood. They had never realized how overwhelming such things could be at their age.
At the very least, Kei would never dare tell her brother about this—no matter if some said it could "help people grow."
"…So in the end, only you're still awake."
After successive "battles," only Shin and Ai remained conscious.
Shin's stamina needed no explanation—this was trivial for him.
Ai, using her Stand ability tied to the maid uniform, had bolstered her physique and restored her energy enough to stay awake.
But Kaguya and Chika had completely collapsed. They were pampered heiresses—you couldn't expect much endurance from them.
"Someone has to take care of those two."
Ai stood up slowly from Shin, still in her maid attire, a faint smile on her pale face.
Of course, to Shin's eyes, she was dressed as a maid. But in truth, the uniform was a Stand—and beneath it, she wore nothing at all.
"You can handle that alone?"
Shin, pulling on his clothes, glanced at her in doubt. Clearly, in their current state, Chika and Kaguya weren't going to continue the date. Their outing would have to be paused until another time—probably at night.
All because Chika had insisted on dragging him to the hotel.
"Don't worry. I'm very good at taking care of people."
Ai gave an "OK" gesture with her fingers.
She was a maid, after all—such duties were second nature.
To be continued…