Her straight back and slightly raised neck.
Like a professional model, she carried an elegant and generous temperament.
Coupled with her cool white skin, her whole person was like a proud swan.
But if one's gaze followed the waistline downwards, that sense of elegance and holiness would completely disappear.
Below the waist, the suddenly expanding curves, and the two sunken dimples on her lower back looked both holy and seductive.
That plump, peachy posterior, like a ripe peach, was already exaggerated enough.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she was naturally gifted.
At least, among all the Woman he had met so far, no Woman's curves below the waist were more outstanding than Hayakawa Masami's.
It wasn't the broad and thick type found in African or European races, but the round and perky type preferred by East Asian aesthetics.
If it were just like this, it would be fine.
But her waist was also very slender.
The extreme contrast and difference made anyone who saw it at first glance feel a strong sense of titillation.
The holy and elegant swan instantly turned into a wanton and seductive succubus.
Hayakawa Masami had a very good foundation, one could even say she was quite exceptional.
The figure that countless people dreamed of having, she obtained effortlessly.
But precisely because of this, Hayato, seeing this scene, only felt the Happy Buddha Dharma in his heart surging wildly.
"Don't worry, Rin has already gone to sleep."
Hayato said, walking slowly towards the embarrassed Hayakawa Masami.
Although she had delved deeply into the Buddha Law more than once, there was still some covering up at that time.
This kind of sincere and defenseless face-to-face interaction with a strange man was still the first time for her.
There was an unspeakable sense of shame in her heart.
However, seeing the monk's robe on Hayato disappear, Hayakawa Masami, as if regaining her senses, felt the shame in her heart gradually fade.
However, she still didn't dare to look up at the approaching figure.
"Shall I help Hayato?"
Hayato reached out his hand, and Hayakawa Masami lightly bit her lower lip, her rosy face looking as if blood could drip from it.
If she still couldn't guess such a simple meaning, then she would truly be a fool.
"What, still feeling shy?"
Hayato looked at the shy Hayakawa Masami and couldn't help but find it a little funny.
After all, more intimate things had already been done, and she was still afraid of this?
This Woman was really interesting.
As expected, she still needed further education.
While thinking, the hesitant Hayakawa Masami seemed to be stimulated by his smile, hardened her heart, and placed the scrubbing cloth in her hand into Hayato's hand.
Hayato casually rinsed it and sat behind Hayakawa Masami.
The moment his fingers touched her, Hayakawa Masami's skin turned red like a cooked shrimp.
Her whole body was trembling slightly.
This guy was a little too bold, wasn't he?
Hayakawa Masami hugged her knees with both hands and glanced behind her out of the corner of her eye.
She didn't expect Hayato would actually dare to come in. The reason she ran into the bathroom was to hide from this guy.
As a result, not only did she fail to hide, but she also actively sent herself into the wolf's den.
She really underestimated this kid's boldness.
After all, if it were someone else, they would definitely not dare to come in so openly.
If they were discovered, it would be troublesome.
It was in this tense atmosphere.
*Slap!*
A light sound echoed clearly in the quiet bathroom.
Hayakawa Masami covered her bright red butt and looked behind her with an embarrassed expression.
"Hayato, why did Hayato hit me!"
"Hayato was done, saw Hayato zoning out, so I just reminded Hayato."
Hayato looked completely innocent.
He was just casually helping out, saw this Woman zoning out, so he just patted her.
But Hayato couldn't just pat that kind of place!
Hayakawa Masami rolled her eyes at him. Now, she just wanted to stay away from this dangerous guy.
She quickly rinsed her body and was about to leave in a hurry.
"Wait!"
Hayato's voice suddenly came from behind her.
"This guy, he's not going to continue again, is he?"
Hayakawa Masami's face paled. Although she was a woman who had been through things and had been craving for so long, her desires were strong.
But after all, it had been a long time since she had tasted meat.
Her body was that of a young woman, but there was no difference from a young girl.
It would take some time for her to adapt after suddenly tasting meat like this.
She was already exhausted just now, almost tearing apart.
If it were to happen again, she would probably be lying in bed all day tomorrow.
She wouldn't even be able to make breakfast.
"What are you thinking?"
Hayato looked at the nervous expression and couldn't help but sigh helplessly.
"I just want you to help me clean up."
"I helped you just now, now you help me. It's only fair, isn't it too much to ask?"
Just this?
Hayakawa Masami was stunned. She thought this guy was getting addicted again, but it turned out he just wanted her to help him scrub his back?
Thinking of her misunderstanding just now, the woman's face immediately turned red.
This made her thoughts seem a bit dirty.
Although helping a man other than her husband scrub his back, in such an open and awkward situation.
She felt somewhat embarrassed in her heart.
But it wasn't unacceptable either.
Hayakawa Masami suppressed the shyness in her heart and stepped forward to help Hayato clean up.
Her soft little hands, although the strength was average, the technique was unexpectedly good.
Hayato raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.
For a moment, he felt as if he had returned to his previous life in the bathhouse.
Quietly enjoying the woman's gentleness behind him.
"Alright!"
A moment later, Hayakawa Masami whispered.
Although she felt a little embarrassed at first, after slowly adapting, it didn't seem like a big deal.
After all, this was also the most intimate person she had been with besides her husband.
No, if it came to being more intimate, even Hayakawa Shunsuke seemed not as good as this bastard in front of her.
After all, there was a difference even in intimacy.
The places Hayakawa Shunsuke had touched, he had touched.
The places Hayakawa Shunsuke had not touched, he had also touched.
This was the gap.
"Oh my god, Hayakawa Masami, what are you thinking!"
Startled by the strange thoughts in her mind, Hayakawa Masami felt so ashamed she wanted to disappear.
When did she ever have such bold thoughts?
No matter how perfect this guy was, ten or a hundred times stronger than Shunsuke, her husband was always Shunsuke.
The relationship between her and this guy could at best be considered a transaction.
No, it couldn't even be considered a transaction.
At most, it was just getting what they needed.
Other than that, it would absolutely not interfere with normal life.
Suppressing the strange thoughts in her heart, Hayakawa Masami got up to leave.
"Wait a moment."
Just then, Hayato's voice sounded again from behind.
Hayakawa Masami turned around in confusion, meeting Hayato's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"Madam is leaving like this before finishing the job, it will make me feel very troubled."
Not finished yet?
Hayakawa Masami was full of confusion. Hadn't she already cleaned this guy's body?
Where else was there to clean?
This woman was really unexpectedly cute.
She didn't look like a married young woman with grown children at all.
"Doesn't Madam know?"
Looking at the confused Hayakawa Masami, Hayato slowly got up, a playful smile on his face.
Hayakawa Masami's gaze followed the clearly defined abdominal muscles downwards, and her face immediately turned red, her heart pounding.
In an instant, she understood the meaning of Hayato's words.
Biting her lip lightly, she glared fiercely at this bastard who only knew how to tease people.
She knew that a bastard like this would never let it go so easily.
This guy had been ill-intentioned from the beginning, waiting for her here.
"Madam, the room next door should be Mr. Hayakawa's bedroom, right?"
Hayato looked at the woman with interest, his lowered voice causing Hayakawa Masami's face to change slightly.
"So, it's better to finish up quickly and leave here. If Mr. Shunsuke wakes up and misunderstands you, this enthusiastic Madam who helps guests, it wouldn't be good."
Thinking that Hayakawa Shunsuke's sleeping place was just a wall away next door.
Hayakawa Masami's heart immediately tightened, her heart rate quickened, feeling a little nervous.
If such an awkward situation were really discovered by her husband.
Even if she had another mouth, she wouldn't be able to explain it clearly.
Looking at Hayato, who clearly didn't intend to let her off so easily, Hayakawa Masami sighed resentfully.
She really owed this nemesis in her previous life.
That's why he was retaliating against her like this..