From the moment I entered the inn room, it was all over. Hiku inu joyfully pranced on the tatami mat, swaying her yukata sleeves and casually closing the distance between us. Fingertips touching my shoulder. Arms wrapping around my back. 'Thank you,' she whispered while looking up at me from close range. Even before the lips touch, it feels like kissing. Once started, it's hard to stop. On top of the bed, embracing each other, repeatedly kissing, burying faces in chests, fingers exploring, forgetting that the camera is rolling. In the open-air bath, Kiku slowly touches my neck, ear, and lips through the steam. Her innocence only makes me lose more reason. Whether it's night or morning, we kiss whenever our eyes meet. As soon as I wake up, I'm pulled into an embrace, and she smiles, saying, 'Let's stay together a little longer.' The word 'taboo' isn't enough. Just because Hino is too cute, I lose all reason to resist—just always so cute, sloppy kissing hot spring trip.
