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Sora grunted. “Then fix it.”

“So is warm water,” Rin replied. “Look, I don’t care who sees what. I need someone big enough to hold a flashlight and not drop my wrench. And they have to go into the women’s side to turn the valve from the back.” sento cfnm

In the blue-tiled quiet of the , just before the weekday rush, the etiquette was clear: men on the left, women on the right. A sliding wooden partition, worn smooth by decades of steam, was the only law. Sora grunted

He didn’t look at Aoki, who was turning the color of a boiled shrimp. He didn’t glance at the other women. He simply walked—with a slight, pained limp—around the partition and into the tiled sanctum of the women’s bath. I need someone big enough to hold a

A long silence. The men stared at the partition. The women stared at the men.

Sora climbed out, dripping, and bowed slightly to the women’s side. “Apologies for the intrusion.”