The Assassin Girl Who Stayed by My Side in Another World… Somehow Followed Me Back to Modern Japan - Chapter 50: Heaven? Or Hell?

Chapter 50: Heaven? Or Hell?

I’d just finished washing my hair,

And now it was Aira’s turn to wash my back.

So I grabbed my usual body towel and—doing my best not to look at her—held it out for her to use.

But for some reason, she shook her head and said, “Don’t need it.”

Wait, what?

You kinda need this to wash someone properly, don’t you?

D-Don’t tell me…

She’s planning to use her bare hands!?

L-Look, I’m not gonna say I’d hate that or anything—

But come on! That’s just asking for trouble!

My self-control’s already hanging by a thread here!

“T-There’s no way you’re gonna wash me with your hands, right? That’s a no-go, okay?”

“It’s fine. I won’t be using my hands.”

“O-Oh… okay then, I guess…”

The second I said that, one question popped into my head: “Wait… then what exactly is she planning to wash me with?”

And right then—

I heard a loud splat behind me.

…Now, I wasn’t looking, so I couldn’t say for sure.

I couldn’t say for sure, but…

That definitely sounded like the towel she had wrapped around her body hitting the floor.

…Right?

No way… right?

I mean, Aira’s not completely shameless.

Back in the other world, when her towel slipped off during a bath, she turned bright red with embarrassment.

…Okay, fine. Later she told me she did it on purpose, but still!

With all that running through my head,

I avoided looking at the mirror in front of me and kept my eyes glued to the floor.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Aira’s hand reach out,

And she pumped some body soap into her palm.

“…You do remember I said no hands, right?”

“I know.”

Then why are you putting body soap on your hands!?

…I have a bad feeling about this.

Like, a really bad one.

Please let this just be in my head.

Please.

…Unfortunately, it didn’t feel like just my imagination.

What do I do?

Should I say I’ll wash myself after all?

N-No, but… Aira looked so happy about it earlier.

It’d feel kinda wrong to shut her down now.

…And I mean, yeah.

Honestly, I am kinda excited about having my girlfriend wash my back.

So… it should be fine.

Probably.

“Hiroto, I love you. I saw a grown-up lady doing it once. Just a little… through the window. …And I’m a grown-up now too, so… it’s okay, right?”

“Eh? W-Wait, h-hold on, Aira!? Wh-What are you—”

Before I could even finish my sentence,

Aira pressed her whole body right up against my back.

“A-Aira!? Wh-What are you doing!?”

“Washing your body.”

“W-Wait! Just—hold on! Please, just wait a sec!”

Her chest—which she insists barely qualifies as a B-cup—was squished tight against my back.

And because they’re small, it made it really easy to feel those, uh… firm little tips pressing into me.

Like—come on. Seriously. My self-control is on life support right now, so please just back off!

“…The protection is always nearby, you know?”

Aira whispered that sweetly, right into my ear.

“… I told you, we’re doing that in two days…”

“Mm-hmm. So try your best to hold out, okay, Hiroto?”

She said it with that devilish little grin—like a total teasing gremlin.

And yeah… it was insanely cute, no doubt about it.

But that’s not the problem here!!

The problem is—my lower half is already DONE FOR!!

If there weren’t any condoms nearby, maybe I could’ve held out.

But they’re right there. Within arm’s reach.

And that’s exactly why this is so freaking dangerous!!

“I love you.”

From that moment on…

It was heaven.

And hell.

At the exact same time.