A Girl's Bath Time

A small bathhouse, steam rising in thick curls.

There, wearing a cloth blindfold, I was letting the hot air wash over my entire body.

Sitting in a bathtub about the size of two passenger cars.

“Um……. Are you uncomfortable?”

“Huh!? No! Not at all!”

A soft voice came from behind me.

I answered reflexively, like someone caught committing a crime, at Yubel’s voice drifting through my dazed mind.

“……I see. If anything’s uncomfortable, tell me. You only came here because I insisted.”

“Y-Yeah……”

Though I answered awkwardly, my mind was in a complete state of confusion...