In a World Where Chastity is Reversed, I Ended Up Working as a Hot Spring Attendant

(Hot…)

In the quiet bedroom, I woke up, feeling a sudden warmth.

(Close…)

I was lying there, wrapped in an arm loosely draped around my neck.

The owner of the arm was Misago, who was holding me tightly, with my face half-buried in her chest.

I could faintly smell sweat and hot spring water. The inescapable heat from our bodies, the softness of our skin pressing together—it was all making me dizzy.

By the way, the blanket had been kicked far off somewhere in the opposite direction.

It must’ve been really hot, because I was drenched in sweat, probably from the heat.

On the plus side, thanks to the sweat, the heaviness I felt when I went to sleep had cleared up completely.

Also, there was another intense source of heat behind me. It seemed to be Hachikuma. Despite being soft, there was a firm solidity to her.

(I can’t move…)

I was trapped in a soft cage of flesh, with no resistance, and probably a lot of affection mixed in.

(It’s still dark. Should I wake them up…?)

Not that I wanted to move anyway; it felt too precious to disturb.

It was a little hard to breathe in this position, but the softness, the defenseless sleeping faces at such close range, and their tender skin were all overwhelming.

I was indebted to them, and after being told they loved me and indulging in that passion, I didn’t have the nerve to say I didn’t like it.

(Yata-chan probably planned all of this…)

I imagined Yata-chan’s sly grin, a look far too cunning for her youthful appearance.

No ropes, no locks, no cages—just bodies and attitudes, ensnaring and capturing me through affection. It was a bond that could only exist between men and women.

Maybe it was because I wasn’t popular before, but I couldn’t imagine letting go of this situation now.

(I’ve lost, haven’t I…)

I knew I was being manipulated, but I didn’t mind—it felt more like a reward.

From the reactions of those guests, it was clear that my presence was no small thing, and that I had more value here than I realized.

Chirp, chirp

It was still dark outside, but the birds had already started singing. It would be dawn soon.

Groan

My body was wide awake, and I could feel a particular part of me was fully…up for the morning.

(Think I can meet their expectations?)

I felt a little happy at this healthy reaction. When I was exhausted, even this wouldn’t happen, and it would depress me.

Even without a partner, it’s a simple gauge of health and energy, a life-or-death matter.

For now, I was glad to feel this way every day.

But wasn’t my arm getting numb?

Lying sideways, my neck and shoulder were okay for now, but if I put too much pressure, I could get that scary “honeymoon paralysis” from bad circulation.

With that in mind, I shifted my body slightly, slipping my head down to escape from Misago’s arm.

Fwoom…plop…

With my movement, Misago’s sleeping robe came undone, revealing her chest.

And right in front of my face, there was a certain…protrusion.

It looked so beautiful, and delicious…

Without wanting to wake her, without making any sudden moves, I found myself justifying my actions.

Chomp

On impulse, I gently took it to my lips.

“Hyann♪”

For someone half-asleep, her reaction was fast. Like striking a bell, a cute sound came from her.

I nervously looked up, and there I saw Misago, with a rather fierce gleam in her eyes, staring right back at me.

“A little payback.”

While I was frozen in place, she leaned in and kissed me, more assertive than the last time.

“You’re awake too, huh?”

She looked down at me with dreamy eyes, gently stroking the part of me that was fully awake.

“When did you wake up?”

Feeling like the roles had reversed, with her becoming the predator, I tried to make small talk.

“Around the time your breathing changed? I figured you were awake.”

“I see.”

Apparently, she had been observing my every move. I felt like she could see right through me, and my face flushed, though there wasn’t really anything to hide.

What could I possibly hide, anyway?

“And now…”

She held me tightly, then rolled us both over. Before I knew it, she had me pinned down.

“This time, I’m going to take the lead, okay?”

The sun seemed to be rising, with light beginning to filter in from outside. Even in the dim light, the now bright red Misago licked her lips with a confident smirk.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Hachikuma skillfully retreating.

Silently clapping her hands as if to say, “Go for it!” she watched the scene unfold. I could tell Yata-chan’s influence was strong in this area.

“Please, be gentle with me.”

It seemed it was my turn to be drained, so like a fish on the chopping block, I resigned myself to my fate.

In the end, the two of them took quite a bit out of me.

On top of that, I could clearly see their skin glowing even more.

These women must have been some kind of succubi.

I didn’t mind though—sexy girls are my favorite thing, after all.

And so, I started my day in what could only be called a blissful post-intimacy haze.

~Postscript

Finally, Misago has shown her true colors.