The water temperature of hot springs is usually above 34 degrees Celsius.
Although the spring water under Tiancheng Inn's name is not well-known, its quality is truly good. If there was no mistake in sensing, it should be between 40 and 43 degrees Celsius. Madam Tsubaki leaned against the rock and let out a long breath. Hot springs of this temperature are the most nourishing. Lying in such water temperature, the fatigue of the day was immediately swept away.
However, no matter how good a hot spring is, don't soak for too long.
After about twenty minutes, when the time spent in the water approached half an hour, Madam Tsubaki straightened her delicate body and was the first to stand up from the water.
"That's enough, let's go out. If we stay any longer, we'll get dizzy," she said.
Her head was already starting to feel muddled, and memories of her time with Yayoi at the hospital flashed back and forth several times.
It was all the hot spring's fault, making people overthink comfortably. Madam Tsubaki mumbled, quickly stopping those unhealthy fantasies. Her jade feet stepped onto the shore again.
Although the entire hot spring bathhouse was enveloped in steam, when her feet touched the stone slab, a chilling sensation still surged into her heart, making her much clearer-headed.
First, she haphazardly wiped away the glistening water droplets from her body with a towel, then wiped downwards.
Madam Tsubaki wrapped her bath towel securely and tugged at the hem.
"Okay~~" Her daughter and Ayaka answered simultaneously.
They, too, emerged from the comfortable hot water like lotuses rising from the mud.
Nanao Akane's reaction was half a beat slower, and her plump body swayed slightly as she stood up. Fortunately, Miyajima Sakura, who was nearby, was quick-handed and gave her a little support.
"Are you alright, Nanao-san?" Miyajima Sakura asked softly.
"No, no. I'm a little dizzy. Thank you, Senior Miyajima..." Nanao Akane said.
"Nanuo, your physique is a bit weak," Kobayashi Ayaka said, hands on her slender waist, her flat lower abdomen subtly showing traces of abdominal muscles.
So hot. Nanao Akane thought.
"I heard you used to be in a sports club? Did you neglect exercise after leaving the club?" Kobayashi Ayaka asked.
"...Mm." Nanao Akane unconsciously touched her lower abdomen, a soft lump.
"You can't relax," Kobayashi Ayaka said, wiping the water droplets from her armpit.
Perhaps because her armpits had been treated, they were smooth and clean. But then again, Nanao Akane thought, models had to wear all sorts of clothes, including sleeveless tops and tank tops.
"I know," Nanao Akane mumbled, "I'll start exercising in a couple of days..."
To prevent gaining weight.
These three... Even Madam Tsubaki, who was middle-aged, had a figure like a young girl....No, judging by her ample bosom, she was even better than a young girl, which was quite a blow to Nanao Akane. However, if she could return to her state when she was in the swimming club, she wouldn't lose.
She pouted as if chewing on something, thinking, alright, she would definitely return to her peak.
"I'll be doing morning exercises tomorrow. Should I call Nanao-san?" Miyajima Sakura asked with a smile.
"Eh! No!" Nanao Akane immediately refused.
At, at least one more day of sleeping in.
No, two days...
W-why not start a week from now? Yes, a week.
"Sakura, you really are... a training maniac, aren't you?" Kobayashi Ayaka said helplessly: "We're supposed to be on vacation, after all."
"You should rest properly when it's time to rest," Madam Tsubaki also lectured.
"Yes." Miyajima Sakura nodded, and though she agreed, judging by her expression, she didn't seem likely to comply.
"Alright, alright, Nanuo, let's go out first. Do you need me to help you?" Kobayashi Ayaka asked, extending a hand.
"No need, I'm not that weak..."
Nanao Akane said, but still took Kobayashi Ayaka's arm. The two walked one after another.
Miyajima Sakura, who was following behind, looked at Nanao Akane, then at Kobayashi Ayaka. She watched their backs, pondered for a moment, then followed them.
"Woosh—"
It was a roar.
To be precise, it was the sound of a hairdryer.
Madam Tsubaki stood behind Sakura, gently combing her smooth hair while slowly blow-drying it from the ends.
"Ayaka!"
Because the noise of the roaring sound was quite loud, Miyajima Tsubaki raised her voice: "Wait a moment, I'll dry Sakura's hair first, then yours."
"Okay~~" Kobayashi Ayaka replied leisurely.
As a fashionable high school senior, Kobayashi Ayaka was naturally skilled at using a hairdryer.
However, every time she stayed overnight at Miyajima, after bathing, Miyajima Tsubaki would dry her and Sakura's hair. This had been the case since they were little.
Nanao Akane glanced over.
Madam Tsubaki was carefully twirling Senior Miyajima's hair, seemingly handling every strand of her daughter's hair with extreme caution.
Nanao Akane rubbed the ends of her own ear-length hair.
Actually, before high school, she was also a girl who liked to keep her hair long, and her mother would dry her hair for her after every bath.
But ever since the accident happened, she had cut her hair into this ear-length bob.
She always found drying her own hair too troublesome.
"Woo—"
The loud engine sound of the hairdryer rang out next to her ear.
Startled, Nanao Akane couldn't help but tremble, and then a full bosom pressed against her back.
Madam Tsubaki's fingertips gently smoothed her hair.
Nanao Akane froze for a moment.
Then she heard Kobayashi Ayaka complain: "Didn't you say you'd dry mine?"
"Don't yell."
Dealing with her mischievous "god-daughter," Madam Tsubaki rolled her eyes back at her directly, "I see Nanao is spacing out again. Let me quickly dry her hair so she can go out for some fresh air. Wait a moment... It shouldn't hurt, right?"
Miyajima Tsubaki's fingers moved worriedly as she untangled Nanao Akane's knotted hair.
Nanao Akane shook her head.
"Ah, don't move around," Miyajima Tsubaki quickly said. "It wouldn't be good if the heat burned you."
"Mhm..."
Nanao Akane squeezed a sound from deep in her throat. She wanted to say something, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt like she might choke up.
Speaking in this manner would be too strange, so she forcibly kept her mouth shut.
Nanao Akane's nose felt a bit sore.
Madam Tsubaki's hands were very gentle and soft.
If she didn't turn around, it felt just like her mother was still behind her.
Thank you. Nanao Akane said in her heart, Thank you, thank you.
Miyajima Tsubaki carefully smoothed Nanao Akane's hair, her gaze drifting downwards.
This girl's figure was quite full; even she herself probably couldn't compare at that age.
What are kids these days eating to grow up like this?
Miyajima Tsubaki muttered under her breath.
The bath towel barely covered her upper body.
As soon as she sat down, her plump buttocks were exposed as if she had suffered a wardrobe malfunction.
Those streaks of reddish color looked like scratches or perhaps whipping marks.
Miyajima Tsubaki exhaled a breath of moist, hot air... It m-must hurt quite a bit.
But why did she desire it so much... PS: There's nothing major in this chapter, but it still got ganked. Some implicit but powerful descriptions were removed, but it doesn't affect the plot at all (probably). If needed, you can check the pinned post. Filling word count, filling purple sweet potato, not writing words.
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