Secretly, Just the Two of Us (3)

“What are we going to do about this...?”

“.... I don't know.”

As we stood blankly in the room, staring at the traces of sex scattered around by the two of us, we had this conversation.

The blanket was fine because we'd pushed it aside during the act, and although the pillow was damp with sweat, it was in good condition.

The only problem was that we absolutely had to wash the bed cover.

If we carried it out, there was a very high chance Miyuki's family would see it.

That's exactly why I hadn't wanted to do it... But it was largely my fault for failing to resist the temptation of the moment.

But isn't anyone who can resist after seeing Miyuki's body the strange one?

I had merely done what was justified.

That was what I told myself to claim a mental victory...