♨ "Honestly Yamagishi, you didn't need to jump into the water to get my bike. I should have told you it has water floating capabilities." Mitsuru sighed as she scrubbed Fuuka's soaked back, naked as they take a bath together. "I...appreciate it nonetheless, but promise me you won't do something so reckless again." she puts the sponge down, and embraces the teal haired girl from, behind, pressing her huge breasts on her back, while her lips whisper to her ear ever so closely. "I don't want to worry about you. Otherwise, I'll have to keep you close to me, understand?"
♨ - rub my muse down with a sponge/wet cloth
To say that Fuuka was feeling red in the face, albeit from the breasts pressing on her back or from getting a bit chilly from being in the water beforehand, she coughed and almost didn't want to move...in a way.
"I-I promise, senpai. But..." She didn't know how to say what she was thinking without being a little...rude? "...I-I think you should get dried off too! D-don't want both of us getting sick!"
And that was a horrible way to think before you speak.
She wished she could facepalm in front of Mitsuru without looking like an idiot.