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Yino felt he had a good dream last night.

Though strangely, despite sleeping all night he felt very exhausted, as if his body had been emptied, making him sleep until nearly noon the next day.

He had hazily woken a few times in between, but seeing Senior Sister was up, Yino didn’t mind and closed his eyes to keep sleeping.

At noon, Yino was woken again by splashing sounds outside the door.

The noise from the bath pool kept him from sleeping as he lay tossing and turning in bed. Finally losing his drowsiness, he reluctantly crawled out of bed.

"Didn’t she wake up once this morning..."

"Why is she bathing at noon..."

Yino scratched his head, looking helplessly toward the door while yawning sleepily.

Noticing the bath sounds had stopped, he sat spacing out on the bed for a while, figuring Yuyan must be finishing up. He lifted the blanket to stand.

But the moment he stood, Yino suddenly realized something was standing at attention.

"--?"

Yino froze, looking down.

Something felt off with his little brother today - not only unusually excited, but with a strange sensation, just like those occasional morning reactions he used to have at the Grand Tutor’s Mansion.

But hadn’t he just relieved myself in the secret realm last night?

How could this happen naturally again in just one day...

This makes no sense!

The more Yino thought, the stranger it seemed. He began reviewing what happened last night.

Sitting back on the bed, he looked around for tissues, only to realize this was Yuyan’s room, and this world basically didn’t have tissues.

Meanwhile, he vaguely heard wet footsteps outside.

Yino panicked, quickly pulling up his pants while grabbing his pillow to cover his abdomen.

In mere seconds, countless alarming scenarios flashed through his mind.

First, he was about to face Senior Sister in this state.

Second, thinking carefully, he now recalled Yuyan shifting around beside him when she woke up this morning. That movement had actually woken Yino, but he hadn’t paid attention and just rolled over to keep sleeping.

Now he wasn’t sure if Yuyan had already discovered his strange condition.

If Yuyan already knew, what was even the point of hiding behind a pillow now?

Click--

Lost in thought, the door finally opened.

Yino’s face went pale, his lips twitching as he clutched his pillow tightly for cover while awkwardly smiling at Yuyan:

"Se-Senior Sister... good morning."

Yuyan stood in the doorway wrapped in a bathrobe, staring blankly at the oddly-behaving boy sitting at the head of the bed.

This morning, Yuyan had indeed noticed Yino’s condition.

What embarrassed her most was that she hadn’t noticed right when she woke up. Only after feeling prolonged warmth and pressure like something pressing against her mouth did Yuyan realize her awkward situation.

Later, Yuyan still controlled herself.

After all, it was just a normal physiological response. If anything, Yuyan could have broken free when Yino hugged her last night - his reaction now was her own fault for staying.

So after some mental preparation, Yuyan carefully sat up.

She first sat on the bed checking her body, only relaxing after confirming it was just close contact rather than actual penetration. Then she went to quickly wash herself in the bath.

However...

When removing her stockings in the bath, Yuyan couldn’t help noticing something.

She felt something was off with her body too.

Now it really was just Yino having a reaction - physically speaking, he could only have left traces on the outside of her stockings. But the problem was...

Yuyan found quite a few traces inside her stockings too.

This confused her greatly.

Instinct made her suspect Yino, but after careful inspection, she found no tears in the stockings.

Clearly, these traces couldn’t be from Yino.

After thoroughly checking inside and out, Yuyan had to admit one fact - the traces inside the stockings seemed to be from her own wetness.

This was even stranger!

Yuyan recalled more carefully, gradually remembering scenes from last night’s dream - in her room, lying in bed enjoying Yino’s massage...

Yuyan finally realized that dream massage wasn’t very proper.

No wonder I slept so well!

It turned out being held by Yino, feeling the pressure of his yang essence below, I’d fantasized about strange massages all night!

Thinking this, Yuyan sat in the bath, absolutely mortified.

She wanted to ask Yanran - if boys having these physiological reactions during puberty was normal, then surely Yuyan having such dreams was also a normal physiological response? Experience new tales on Lokepub

It couldn’t be that being pressed against all night made her mind wander into such dreams?

Nothing to be done.

Yuyan sat regretting in the bath for ages, but finally took advantage of Yino still being asleep to quickly wash herself clean, even washing the newly removed stockings and nightgown to leave no trace.

Afterward, Yuyan returned to the room to meet Yino’s gaze.

But compared to the lingering blush on Yuyan’s face and sitting clutching his pillow clearly had much redder cheeks.

For a moment, Yuyan stood in the doorway examining Yino with a suspicious look.

"Mm, you’re awake."

After a brief silence, Yuyan also realized something, quickly averting her gaze.

Yuyan’s momentary daze and scrutiny only made Yino more suspicious that his senior had long since noticed his physiological reaction.

But... Since Yuyan remained silent, he could only continue pretending nothing had happened.

"Well, senior, I... I’ll go wash my face and brush my teeth in the backyard," he stammered.

This was the first time Yino had been so awkward in front of her.

He’d been caught by his aunt before, and morning wake-up situations had become so normalized that he was immune to embarrassment. But now, with Yuyan replacing his aunt, Yino’s sense of shame toward outsiders resurfaced uncontrollably.

"Mmm, go ahead..."

Seeing the young man’s awkwardness, Yuyan took a deep breath, her cheeks slightly reddened as she moved aside to clear the hallway.

She naturally knew why Yino had been holding a pillow to cover his lower body.

Yuyan had been telling herself not to pay too much attention to such a normal physiological reaction.

But now, seeing Yino’s strange appearance, her mind involuntarily recalled the tactile sensation of her fingertips from earlier that morning, combined with the persistent sense of overwhelming pressure. Yuyan couldn’t help but feel a hint of suspicion about the true capabilities hidden beneath the pillow...

However, compared to Yuyan, who had already cleaned herself, Yino’s situation was far more uncomfortable.

He clutched the pillow, enduring Yuyan’s burning gaze, and with great difficulty, left the room and closed the door, then sprinted toward the bathroom.

"Should I have been staring at him like that..."

Inside the room, Yuyan listened to the urgent footsteps in the hallway, recalling something and feeling a twinge of guilt.

She had wanted to face the physiological differences between males and females head-on and help Yino manage his stress correctly. Yet now, after washing up, she found herself affected by this strange sense of embarrassment. Her first reaction upon entering the room wasn’t to help Yino ease his awkwardness, but instead to become mesmerized by staring at him.

"Good grief, I’m so much older than him. How can I be less mature than Yino?"

Yuyan sat on the bed’s edge, letting out a helpless sigh.

She folded back the blanket, looking at the crime scene on her thigh from last night and where Yino had been holding her, unable to help but bite her lip, feeling an inexplicable shame and guilty.

"Is it because I’m finally at that age?"

"For decades, I’ve never had such thoughts, but since Yino arrived at Ranmo Peak, I seem to be more and more influenced and aware of... such things..."

"And last night, my body was so uncooperative..."

Yuyan stared at the bed’s evidence, sighing repeatedly.

A careful observation revealed that most of the traces were on Yuyan’s side, with very little on Yino’s side - a fact that aligned with her morning bathroom investigation.

She even wondered if the large area of evidence on her black stockings was entirely her own, with Yino merely caught in the crossfire by being positioned in between.

It was hard to say!

Primarily, this was Yuyan’s first encounter, and she had only heard about male-female differences before. She had never seen, smelled, or touched such things. How could she know whose crime scene was spread across the bed?

"As they say, it takes two to tango..."

"It must be partly Yino’s fault... Otherwise, how could I end up like this just from being held by him..."

Yuyan shook her head, her reddened cheeks of embarrassment making her reluctant to continue thinking. She pulled out a damp towel from her chest and began gently wiping the crime scene on the bed.

But not long after, the door outside was pushed open again—

"Senior?!"

As soon as Yino entered, he saw his senior wiping the bedsheet.

Their eyes met, as if time stood still in that moment.

However, compared to Yino’s mortification, Yuyan, who had risen early and grasped the full context, was relatively composed—aside from her slightly blushing face.

"Come in, don’t be so nervous. It’s fine."

"This is just a normal physiological phenomenon. I know this much common sense, so I won’t blame you."

Yuyan quickly tidied the bedsheet and turned around, looking at Yino with a serious gaze.

"How are you?"

"Did you clean up properly in the bathroom? Are you feeling okay?"

"Come sit down."

"I have a few things to discuss with you."