The Student Council Bath Chat Session (1)
The regular strategy meeting regarding the Double Makoto's future is held on schedule.
Fixed members are me, Makoto, and Iroha. Ibuki can join irregularly. Only three girls know my secret identity.
'Actually, it should be closer to a friendship gathering than a strategy meeting.'
After the meeting at the Executive Residence, Iroha declared toward the Double Makoto.
“Today, I'm staying over.”
She said it naturally, like checking in for a reserved room.
“......”
Makoto and I were startled at the same time.
Makoto froze mid-crunch on a potato chip.
“What do you mean by that, Iroha! Even if I stay here, I can't yield this Makoto-nim's snacks! It's only natural!”
Makoto hugged her snacks and cola, acting tough.
Her nerves were on edge because of the diet restrictions on treats.
“No. I don't care about the original taste. I have no plans to eat.”
She then shifted her gaze to me.
She was staring at me deliberately.
“But there are still some things that look edible.”
Iroha licked her upper lip and made a face like a starving carnivore with drooling salivary glands.
The atmosphere felt off. I secretly distanced myself from Iroha.
'Today's Iroha's vibe is weird.'
The prankish density was higher than usual.
She looked like she was venting all her grudge at me.
Huh. What did I do to Iroha this time?
'Wrong. No clue-!? '
While Iroha's mood settled, I stayed obediently.
As soon as I mentally issued the “Iroha Caution,”
“Makocchi-senpai.”
Iroha approached me easily.
“It's fine to stay over, right?”
It wasn't a question about possibility.
Her face was already full of sleepover intent.
“......Can I ask the reason?”
“Because going back is annoying. Also, it's raining all day outside with thunder.”
Weather conditions at Trinity's old annex where lightning might cause a blackout.
“I'll boldly eliminate the movement path to save energy.”
Iroha answered like a lazy person chasing efficiency.
“You're a junior who works day and night for the Manmajeon. You won't coldly expel me, right?”
Iroha pressed my conscience hard.
There were empty rooms at the residence. It was no problem if Iroha stayed one night.
But the feeling was uneasy.
“U, yeah. It's fine though......”
“Yes, then it's decided.”
Iroha smiled satisfiedly after receiving my permission.
After settling on the soft sofa, Iroha slipped off her socks.
“~♪”
Then she stretched her long white legs and took out a book.
With this, Iroha had fully settled in.
“Then, I'll be imposing on you tonight, Makocchi-senpai.”
Iroha had successfully settled into the Double Makoto's residence.
♤
I am a clone of Makoto. A replica of the original.
But the core is the player of Blue Archive.
If I reincarnate as a cicada, I'll be a Hina pure-love fan who sings 'Hinahina' with tears.
And once I was an adult carrying masculinity in my chest. Not anymore.
Anyway, the conclusion is that.
'Iroha is staying over. Eh, ee, I'm so nervous!'
I hadn't slept under the same roof with any girl other than Makoto until now.
Moreover, Makoto had been within the allowed range.
'Since Makoto is no different from looking at her naked body in the mirror.'
Psychologically less burdened. Makoto is like a pure zone for eros. No unhealthy thoughts about Makoto.
'But Iroha is different.'
She's a girl in her prime. Ripe pro-line. A fan of sensual novels.
Sharing living space, who knows what might happen.
I have Hina. I must purify my heart with reverence.
“Makocchi-senpai.”
Iroha, who just came out of the bathroom, called me.
Her hair was slightly damp with water. Her cheeks were flushed red.
She was wearing my gym clothes. The result of Iroha insisting.
She had replaced the lower part with the loose top. Her thighs were fully exposed.
“The bathroom is empty. You can take a bath.”
“Yeah, got it.”
“Anyway, it's too much. I wanted to bathe together, but you refused me somehow.”
Iroha complained to me with an unsatisfied face.
“But it's embarrassing. Showing and being shown are both......!”
“Already forgotten? If it's Makocchi-senpai's naked body, I've seen it before.”
It was an unintended exposure.
The girl who first witnessed the scene when I was summoned as a clone to Makoto is Iroha.
“......Just forget that.”
When I was flustered, Iroha giggled cutely. Eyes that found a weakness.
“Keep it as a cherished memory. I have excellent memory as the top student of Manmajeon and a role model that all Gehenna juniors want to emulate.”
Iroha was happy like boasting about a valuable collection.
Then, at least I have to prevent updates. No naked updates.
“U, uuu...... I'm going to take a bath.”
I left Iroha in the living room and headed to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, I stripped off my clothes and became naked.
Then I immersed my tired body in the bathtub.
“Puuueeeee.”
The feeling of fatigue being washed away by warm water.
At this moment, I could completely forget the worries in my head.
The hard work for the Eden Treaty was put on hold for a moment.
“Huh?”
There was a presence in the changing room. Faint footsteps echoed.
'Is it Makoto?'
Iroha had just finished her bath. By elimination, it must be Makoto.
'It's been a while since I bathed with Makoto.'
Since the incident where Makoto tried to hide her belly fat and the uniform belt burst, it's the first time.
Perhaps checking the results of the diet.
'Compared to my original body shape of Makoto, it will be immediately noticeable.'
I stayed in the bathtub, blankly waiting for Makoto.
Then, the girl who appeared wearing only a bath towel on her naked body is,
“It's me, Makocchi-senpai.”
It was Iroha.
Wait a minute-!? It's different from expectation. I was startled and submerged in the bathtub.
“Why did Iroha come into the bathroom-!? If it's for bathing, you didn't do it earlier?”
“I don't really like doing the same thing twice, but sometimes exceptions are necessary.”
The previous bath was a fake to make me complacent.
A strategy to lure me into the bathroom. Iroha's conspiracy.
“Because Makocchi-senpai doesn't show her true feelings easily.”
“Even it's because of me!?”
“If the skin is exposed, the heart won't be exposed either. Won't it make me feel open?”
“Impossible!”
I heard Iroha's giggling laughter. She's teasing as expected.
“Yes, for that reason, from now on, the first Manmajeon Bath Chat Session will begin.”
Then, the event to return to Trinity is held. No room to refuse.
“Haaeeeee......!”
I closed my eyes and covered my face with both hands.
To hide any possible skin color in the darkness. Shrinking my body, blocking the view pathetically.
“Hey, you don't need to be that disgusted. We're all girls.”
“Ah, aaaaah......! Could it be that I'm not?!”
The body may be compatible with a loli, but the mind is error.
The installed software is different. I have masculinity built over a long time in my mind. Currently overwritten by Makoto's clone body but mixed up.
“But even if I say that, you don't understand what I'm saying, right?”
But Iroha doesn't know the details. Good excuses don't work.
“......Hmph. Anyway, you're weak. Cowardly when it comes to this.”
“Hyaak-!?”
Suddenly, a soft touch touched my skin.
Iroha had covered me with a towel.