"Linlin, won't you come and bathe with Mom?"
"Huh?"
"Hurry up, or else Mom will be mad!"
What a piece of work... Fujiwara Reya shrugged, then slid open the screen to enter the bath.
In the steamy heat, Mrs. Kasahara's face was flushed as she lay by the pool's edge, grinning, "Haven't you always wanted to bathe with Mom?"
"I definitely don't have such thoughts," Fujiwara Reya said, looking at Kasahara Fumi at the dressing table.
"He's lying," Mrs. Kasahara gently slapped the water's surface, saying, "If you don't believe me, I'll stand up right now, and you'll see if he looks at me."
As a calm and collected middle-aged beauty, she instantly stood up after speaking, emerging like a lotus blooming from the water. Those full curves momentarily captured all of Fujiwara Reya's gaze.
No shame at all in that body.
