As the bustling night came to an end, and the darkness of the night deepened to its core, they both relaxed and coincidentally grumbled in their hearts: Why hasn’t that scumbag come back yet?
Kawashima Miki stretched lazily, her gaze lingering on the pitch-black mountains: "Does Kuri know where he went?"
"How would I know? He didn’t tell me. Maybe he’s off seducing another female demon." Natsuki Kuri shrugged, pulling her to stand up, "Let’s go, don’t wait for that unfaithful man anymore. I’ll take you for a bath. Let me tell you, the hot springs on this mountain are great for moisturizing the skin and revitalizing the blood, highly beneficial for women."
The two walked out, while Kasahara Fumi held her cup blankly, completely absorbed.
The ripples of whiskey in her glass painted a clear cloud on the carved glass, then slowly slid down the side.
"Why isn’t Fumi coming?" Natsuki Kuri turned back to ask.
"Oh, I’m not used to crowds," Kasahara Fumi drank the remaining contents of her cup, picked up her book again, "There’s a bath in the room, I’ll soak later by myself." After speaking, seeing the two walk out, she hurriedly asked: "Is it the same spring water?"
"Yes, it’s the same." Natsuki Kuri waved back, pulling Kawashima Miki away quickly, chatting as they walked, "Fumi’s personality is cold outside but warm inside. Let me tell you, not long ago she hid with Koriya in the tennis court’s shower room to stop me from catching him in the act."
"Really such a thing?"
"Seeing your expression, you’d also like to bathe with Koriya?"
"I want to kill him—"
"If you kill him, you’d be a widow."
"At least beating him half to death should be allowed!"
"That’s a good idea, I’m on your side, but make sure to follow through..."
The two women walked toward the bath, as close as if they were sisters.
On another level, they were indeed about to become close as sisters sharing the same bed, bonding in advance.
The largest bath in the palace was an extensive enclosed natural hot spring.
The pebbled paths were hidden among lush summer grasses, and delicate stone lanterns were also tucked within the grass, reflecting a gentle glow. There were no railings surrounding it, and from the edge of the pool, one could gaze into the vast courtyard.
There weren’t any changing rooms either.
The environment seemed sparse and typical, but the spring water was truly magical.
Not only did the water exude a pleasant fragrance, but the water also had a luminescent quality that seemed to make it glow.
"Just take off your clothes and soak, I’ll notify the staff to bring some fresh clothes over."
Natsuki Kuri smiled gently like a breeze, her hands reaching back to untie her waistband. With practiced movements of her slender hands, the complex knot at the back of her kimono was loosened, and the silky fabric slipped from her shoulders. Much like a ripe chestnut bursting from its shell, her fair shoulders were the first to be exposed, followed by her smooth back, rounded thighs, and legs so delicate that veins could be faintly seen...
Kawashima Miki gathered her long hair at the back and deftly tied it into a bun.
The similarly intricate kimono slipped off her, revealing a body as breathtaking as the final blooming of a peony in the night.
Cultivators and demons with a certain level of ability could keep their bodies pristine.
Especially Kawashima Miki, who paid particular attention to maintenance. Her figure was graceful, her skin soft and supple, with a body as enchanting as sculpted from jade.
Even as a fellow woman, Natsuki Kuri couldn’t resist reaching out, gently squeezing her buttock: "What should I do if I’m moved?"
"You’re possessed by that scumbag, aren’t you!" Kawashima Miki slapped her hand away, stepping barefoot into the hot spring.
Once she entered the water, a faint blush immediately surfaced on her fair skin, appearing very beautiful and alluring. A soft glow clung to her skin, flickering like silent fireflies of summer gliding with her, making her feel as light as a feather and extremely comfortable.
Natsuki Kuri also entered the hot spring, immersing her entire body in the water, leaving only her shoulders exposed. Glancing at Kawashima Miki, whose body half-exposed, she smiled and said: "Men indeed like women with big breasts."
Kawashima Miki instinctively looked down, then submerged in the hot spring. The upright peaks sank beneath the water, leaving only her delicate collarbones and smooth fragrant shoulders. Her black long hair spread out in the water, like seaweed floating behind her back.
The two beauties’ shoulders slightly touched as they rested their hands on the rocks along the shore, gazing into the courtyard under the night sky.
"The darkness of the mountains is true to its name."
Kawashima Miki scooped up a handful of water, splashing it on her face: "Can you tell me about his childhood life?"
"Climbing trees to grab birds’ nests, catching fish and shrimp in the river."
"Academic classes in the morning, art or labor classes in the afternoon."
"Working in the fields."
"Continuing to study?"
"Teasing his adorable little aunt."
"Haha, just joking, he only teased me occasionally." Remembering those old times of being bullied, Natsuki Kuri smiled gently, "Most nights, he followed my brother-in-law out for training beyond the mountains."
In Kawashima Miki’s mind, a scene suddenly appeared of the little scumbag following the big scumbag on a night road.
"What did the training include?" she asked.
"How to be an upright and kind person." Natsuki Kuri paused slightly, continuing, "He learned well, perfectly inheriting my brother-in-law’s character. Unfortunately, he also learned the philandering part!"