The Villainous Uncle in the Adult Game Gets Unusually High Praise from the Heroines - Chapter 22

I recalled what had happened today: the incident with Aina Rindo, when she’d accidentally touched that part of me.

Shhhh

While listening to the water pitter-pattering in the shower, I got lost in thought. After washing my hair with shampoo and rinsing off the suds, I scrubbed my body with foamy body wash, rinsing that off too soon after. After cleaning myself thoroughly, I sank into the bathtub. Enveloped in the warm water, I felt the day’s fatigue washing away.

But the questions about what had happened today wouldn’t leave my mind. If anything, they were growing stronger. Why did something like that happen? It wasn’t normal. No, there had been many such opportunities before.

I’d just been thinking they were all coincidences, caused by the original work’s corrective force. Or should I call it compulsive force? I thought such things didn’t exist. Or at least I was skeptical about their existence.

So what happened today was very hard for me to believe. Like thinking you’d seen a ghost’s true form, but instead of it being just withered pampas grass, it turned out to be a real ghost. Really not funny at all.

Because there was no other way to think about it. For her, Aina Rindo—even if she lost her balance—to have such a conveniently timed accident where she touched my groin. 

It was as if the world itself had moved because things needed to happen that way. It was frightening. One might think, “What’s that, are you stupid?” But I couldn’t help thinking this way, which really troubled me.

Lucky as the old man main antagonist? No, definitely not. This was exactly like hypnosis, wasn’t it? Twisting someone’s will to suit your convenience. 

That was no different from mere self-gratification. Self-centered. Selfish. One might get momentary pleasure, but afterwards only emptiness remained.

So I’d decided now. Until that final moment came, I should act with caution. Well, what I’d do was the same as always. I just vowed not to force anything, even now that I knew there’d be a good success rate, I still felt this way.

“Phew.”

I stood up from the bath and dried myself with the towel I brought. I couldn’t catch a cold from getting chilled after the bath, so I quickly opened the sliding door between the washroom and bathroom to dry off–

“Ah—”

“Eh—”

Sakurako-chan was there. How come? Did she come to brush her teeth?

No, the reason didn’t matter. The problem was, the situation was so unexpected that I had no chance to cover myself.

“Ah, ah… ah…”

Sakurako-chan’s gaze dropped downward. Where she was looking was obvious. I hurriedly covered myself with the towel, but it seemed that it was too late.

Sakurako-chan’s face turned bright red. Her mouth trembled, trying to say something.

“…!”

I fled back into the bathroom before she could do or say anything.

“S-sorry, Sakurako-chan!”

When I called out through the door, I could tell she came back to her senses.

“Eh, ah… eh—”

The shadow visible through the door wavered.

“T-Take… san…”

Before I could say anything more, the wavering shadow moved toward the washroom exit. It seemed she left. This was bad, what should I do? Surely Sakurako-chan was shocked, but what should I say? For now, I should wait for things to calm down and then apologize.

Thinking this, I left the bath, dried my body and hair, and several minutes later approached Sakurako-chan’s room with quiet footsteps. Was she awake? I listened through the door. Then—

“…Mmh …aah…”

Hm?

“…”

I decided to retreat.