The Absolute Speed of a Certain Comic'

Inside the room, the fluorescent lights gave off daylight-like brightness, illuminating every corner of the room.

The entrance hall and living room outside were empty, but from the bathroom in the corner came the sound of running water, and through the frosted glass door a blurred figure could be seen taking a shower.

Even through the transparent yet frosted glass, the graceful curve of her body could be seen, arousing a longing desire.

"Elder sister, did you bring your clothes?" Ryoji asked in a straight and sincere tone towards the bathroom.

"Yes, I brought them." Senior Sister's voice came out, filled with barely suppressed amusement.

"So you don't need me to bring you any clothes?" 

Ah, Senior Sister had seen through him - what a shame... No, actually, it was great. Senior Sister had finally remembered to bring them herself. It was a relief.

Ryoji felt a comfort in his heart.

Silently, he started to put the bought things away and placed them around the room.

"Whoosh-"

Suddenly, the sound of rolling wheels came from behind and thick steam poured out of the bathroom.

Momentarily stunned and confused, Ryoji turned to look.

Could it be that Senior Sister had really forgotten something?

Turning, he saw Senior Sister hiding behind the glass door, only her head sticking out. Her chestnut hair cascaded straight down, and drops of water slid down her neck, dripping into her collarbone.

Toudou Touka wasn't wearing her glasses, and because of her severe short-sightedness, she was practically blind without them. Her eyes seemed unfocused, and she could only vaguely make out the figure in her blurred vision.

The figure, even at 360p resolution, was unmistakably her junior brother.

She looked at him, a mischievous smile spreading across her face.

"Junior Brother, won't you come and have a look?" 

She hid her body behind the glass door, and though she revealed nothing, her words had the effect of causing one's head to swell with thoughts.

After removing her glasses, Senior Sister's flawless face was now fully visible to Ryoji, her fresh and pure appearance enhanced by the fact that she was only halfway through her shower, like a lotus blooming from the water.

The graceful outline of her figure reflected on the glass door, making it hard for Ryoji not to imagine.

"Maybe another day," Ryoji said with a serious expression.

"Is that so... then forget it," Toudou Touka replied, pouting slightly, showing a hint of displeasure.

She closed the glass door and sat back down on the plastic chair, letting the clear water droplets splash onto her face and clean her body.

Although she had just wanted to tease her Junior Brother, being rejected like this left her with a slight sense of disappointment.

The relationship between her and Junior Brother should be closer than this.

Looking back, it had been two years since.

To accept her master's teachings, she had traveled a long distance to the deep mountains where her master lived, and during that time, she saw Junior Brother once again.

At that time, Junior Brother still couldn't get out of bed. Like the past few years, he needed someone's help for everything—eating, drinking, changing clothes, bathing, even going to the bathroom.

Seeing her Junior Brother, lying on the bed, so thin and frail, stirred her maternal instincts, and she naturally took on the role of taking care of him.

During that period, Junior Brother's behavior became strange.

Though he was usually eccentric, often speaking incomprehensible things, and had a penchant for doing perverted things, in those few days, his nature became especially uninhibited, without restraint, extremely reckless.

Once, when she was helping him wipe his body, she was shocked by what happened.

But Junior Brother was completely unembarrassed, continuing to say things like "I'm in the developmental stage, it's uncomfortable to sleep at night," which made her doubt whether to believe him.

But in the end, she fell for his trick.

Later, she learned that Junior Brother had been in a strange state because he was testing his special ability, and it took two days for him to recover and return to his usual self.

This left her in a dilemma. 

She couldn't bring herself to scold him— after all, Junior Brother's body was so weak that even a light slap could land him in the ICU.

As for reprimanding him, she didn't really feel that way. Despite his fondness for doing perverted things, he had never acted on it, and he was always very respectful toward Senior Sister.

In the end, the matter was settled by Junior Brother's apology.

Toudou Touka was certain of one thing— Junior Brother was undoubtedly attractive.

At the time, she wasn't too angry. In fact, thanks to Junior Brother, something she had been missing inside herself had gradually surfaced, something she had not realized before.

Before that, she had always viewed Junior Brother with maternal instincts, but after that incident, she realized she needed to see him from the perspective of the opposite sex.

Afterward, although Junior Brother never directly said it, Touka knew that he was very satisfied with her figure. As a swordswoman herself, she was highly sensitive to others' gazes, and she could tell that Junior Brother had been quietly eyeing her.

She wasn't sure what it was that made her feel proud, but she started to make an effort to maintain her figure.

To be honest, though she had been teasing Junior Brother earlier, a part of her secretly hoped for him to react differently, maybe showing more hesitation or shyness toward her.

If Junior Brother had appeared more bashful as she wished, she might have even let him in… But no, that would be too improper. She didn't want Junior Brother to think of her as a promiscuous woman.

"Sigh..."

A small sigh echoed in the bathroom.

She rarely saw Junior Brother— only once or twice a year.

She couldn't help but wonder, was it because of this that she felt Junior Brother had become more distant toward her?

What if Junior Brother was attracted to some seductively dangerous woman? He looked so handsome; surely many ill-intentioned women must be eyeing him.

The more she thought about it, the more troubled she became, sighing again with a look of melancholy on her face.

Outside...

"What a pity, Senior Sister is so innocent!"

Ryoji shook his head, feeling a twinge of pain in his heart.

Senior Sister was still too innocent, unable to understand what he meant.

Was he really only referring to that? Did she never think that it might mean something else? Even if she couldn't understand the surface meaning, couldn't she also read between the lines?

For instance, when he said "maybe another day," did it really mean "only another day"? Or could it have meant something else?

If Senior Sister understood and sent him a few signals to let him know her thoughts, he wouldn't be so confused.

Don't ask which head he was referring to.

More than ten minutes later...

"Junior Brother? What did you buy?"

Senior Sister walked out of the bathroom in her nightgown, acting as though nothing had happened.

"Lots of things, like workout items and such…"

Ryoji took out the items one by one, and with the Senior Sister's help, they organized them and placed them around the dorm.

Once again, they returned to their usual way of interacting.

(End of this chapter)

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