Once inside, I helped her lie down on the futon, the soft mattress sinking beneath her weight. She let out a small, pained sigh as her head touched the pillow, her body relaxing into the bed. The kimono parted slightly as she shifted, revealing the swell of her breasts beneath the thin underlayer, the fabric clinging to her damp skin.
The maid arrived quickly, placing a large bowl of cold water and a folded towel on the low table beside the bed. She handed me a small bottle of fever medicine from the drawer, her eyes flickering with concern. "Will there be anything else, Jack-sama?"
"No, thank you. Just make sure no one disturbs her."
As the maid left, I dipped the towel into the cool water, wringing it out before pressing it gently against Kasumi's forehead.
She gasped sharply, her back arching slightly off the bed as the cold fabric made contact. "Ah! J-Jack—!" Her voice was a breathless whimper, her fingers clutching at the sheets. "It's so cold—!"
