After exercising, I was covered in sweat.

At this point, it was natural to take a shower.

To wash away the sweat and the power of Cyclone, to prevent any body odor.

But a regular shower here was anything but ordinary.

The design of this room was custom-made, prepared to collect the final props.

And this particularity, for Hilmirya, was embarrassing to the point of wanting to die.

Typically, a room layout would place the toilet in a corner.

But here, it was in the middle of the room.

Right across from the large bed, surrounded by glass walls on all sides, the toilet was completely exposed.

Whether sitting on the toilet or showering under the shower head, everything could be seen clearly.

Every part of the body was exposed to the outside view.

Yes, the cold water was already pouring down.

For Hilmirya, who was already feeling overheated, it should help cool down a bit.

But when she opened her eyes, Cyclone was watching her.

In addition to the cold water, Cyclone's gaze was washing over Hilmirya's naked body.

It felt very strange, especially while taking a shower.

As Hilmirya's hands reached her neck, she immediately remembered what had just happened.

She recalled Cyclone's lips, and the pleasure she had felt at that moment.

Subsequently, her hands moved to her mouth in the same direction.

Her fingers involuntarily entered her mouth, and the tongue and fingers in her mouth collided, reminding her of Cyclone's kiss.

That intense and exciting exchange made Hilmirya's body react uncontrollably.

Throughout, Cyclone was watching her.

Each time she thought about Cyclone seeing all these actions, her body shuddered involuntarily.

This shudder made Hilmirya close her eyes.

When she opened them again, Cyclone was already sitting on the edge of the bed.

With a controller in hand, Cyclone watched her while operating the remote control.

Looking at the remote control, Hilmirya remembered that besides washing her upper body, her lower body needed attention too.

The part controlled by Cyclone's remote control certainly needed to be cleaned by Hilmirya as well.

But as soon as her hand reached out, a sudden electric shock sensation surged through her entire body.

At that moment, Hilmirya closed her eyes again in shock.

This closure felt like returning to the world she had just left.

Slowing down her movements, Hilmirya savored that moment of pleasure, spending even more time washing her lower body than her upper body.

Finally, when she opened her eyes, a thin layer of mist had formed on the outer layer of the glass window due to the temperature contrast between outside and inside.

The mist was outside and Hilmirya inside, unable to wipe it off.

However, the mist wasn't spread everywhere, leaving a small portion unobscured.

With Cyclone's wicked gaze no longer present, Hilmirya seemed to have lost her soul and desperately tried to find it back.

Unable to resist, she bent over to continue looking at Cyclone.

Unexpectedly, when she bent over, Cyclone was no longer on the bed.

In an instant, a powerful force hit her from behind, pressing Hilmirya against the glass window.

Though being drenched in cold water, at that moment, Hilmirya's body seemed to be on fire.

"Oh, this... is just too much~♡♡♡"

"You even guessed that your husband was coming, it seems like your body can't do without me anymore."

And then Cyclone entered, taking advantage of Hilmirya's bent over position, launching a sudden attack.

After that, they showered together, and the cold water turned into hot water.

Cyclone touched, Hilmirya licked.

Although it was meant to clean their bodies, for some reason, as they washed, their bodies seemed to turn white.

After finishing washing, Cyclone lifted the limp Hilmirya.

Carrying her back to bed, Cyclone pushed aside the drenched sheets.

No need for anything extra, not even minding the wet bodies.

Cyclone just pushed Hilmirya onto the bed, starting a new round of swordplay.