Chapter 311: Wait… He Really Spanked Her!?

Chapter 311: Wait… He Really Spanked Her!?

"Uh…"

Hikaru didn't activate his Aura, so he had no idea what Sakura and Latias had been talking about outside.

But honestly—

When girls are chatting, it's usually better not to get involved.

What if it was something private?

That'd just be awkward.

He turned his gaze away from Latias—only for it to land on something else entirely.

Sitting next to Latias on the bed was a white spaghetti-strap nightdress, likely a slip or pajama dress.

More importantly—

Beside the dress…

Were some intimate articles of clothing.

A tiny pair of white bear-themed panties, made of soft, plush fabric…

His eyes locked on like metal to a magnet.

He couldn't look away.

Until—

"Aaaaahhh!"

Sakura, who had just let out a sigh of relief thinking Hikaru hadn't seen Latias's transformation, turned—

Only to find Hikaru frozen, eyes wide, staring directly at her clothes.

Following his gaze, she saw exactly what had caught his attention.

Her cheeks turned bright red, like a kettle that had suddenly boiled over.

The heat rushed straight to her head.

She darted over and grabbed the clothes in a panic.

"I'm going to take a shower!"

But in her rush, she accidentally dropped the panties.

Hikaru reflexively caught them—

Before he could even glance at them, Sakura snatched them back and dashed into the bathroom like her life depended on it.

Only…

She ran straight into the wrong bathroom—Hikaru's.

By the time the water started running and he snapped out of his daze, Hikaru could only stare at his fingers in stunned silence.

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Inside the bathroom, Sakura stood with her face flushed scarlet.

She'd turned the water on immediately to hide her embarrassment.

Only now, as she clutched her clothes tightly, did she finally let out a breath.

But the memory of what had just happened made her heart race uncontrollably.

A strange feeling bubbled up inside her chest—hot and fluttery.

She buried her face in the nightdress.

"Ugh… So embarrassing…"

She hadn't meant for Hikaru to see any of that.

She really had just wanted to use the shower.

And she definitely hadn't planned to leave those out in plain sight—let alone have him touch them…

After pouting to herself for a while, she finally pulled off her hoodie and stepped under the water, letting the stream calm her nerves.

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Outside, the sound of water filled the air.

Hikaru was drying his hair, still deep in thought.

Latias, curious, asked,

"Hikaru, can I try bathing too?"

She was genuinely intrigued.

Hikaru replied absentmindedly,

"If you want. You're a Psychic-type—your body doesn't get dirty anyway."

Even though he was trying not to think about earlier…

That whole scene kept replaying in his mind like a slideshow.

"Oh."

Latias turned to look at the bathroom.

She decided she'd try it out later.

The room quieted.

Only the sound of running water and Hikaru's accelerated heartbeat remained.

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Half an hour passed.

The water stopped.

The bathroom door cracked open.

A damp-haired Sakura stepped out casually and walked over to Hikaru.

Without a word, she sat down and turned her back to him.

"Dry my hair, big bro."

The scent of fresh gardenia shampoo mixed with her own sweet fragrance.

She wore only a thin, white, floral nightdress, the hem draping just over her knees.

Her delicate collarbone and swan-like neck shimmered in the warm light.

Whatever Hikaru had been planning to say vanished from his mind.

All he could manage was—

"…Okay."

At that moment, Latias peeked her head out of the bathroom.

"Hikaru, I don't know how to use this thing…"

Hikaru didn't even get the chance to reply.

Sakura shot up immediately.

"I'll teach you!"

After a burst of cheerful instruction, she returned to her spot in front of Hikaru, resuming her pose.

"Continue, big bro."

"…"

Hikaru picked up the hairdryer and carefully lifted her damp hair.

As the warm air blew past, he hesitated.

Finally, he spoke.

"Sakura?"

"Hm? What's up?"

She placed her hands on his thigh, eyes closed, enjoying the warmth.

"You've grown up."

"Mhm. I know. I miss being a kid, following you everywhere. Things were simpler back then."

Hikaru sighed.

"That's not what I meant. I mean—you should start being more aware of things. I am still a guy, you know."

Sakura opened her eyes.

"Aware of what?"

Hikaru flicked her forehead.

"You know what."

She pouted.

"Oh…"

Still, she didn't move.

When her hair was finally dry, Hikaru didn't hesitate.

"Alright. You should go now."

If he let her stay any longer, who knows what chaos she'd cause next.

"But I don't want to~ Just a little longer…"

Before she could finish, Hikaru scooped her up by the armpits and carried her to the door.

"Go, go. This is getting ridiculous."

"Wait! My clothes are still in the bathroom! Can you bring them to me later?"

"…"

Hikaru was speechless.

Sakura smiled cheekily.

"You used to do laundry for me when we were kids. Now you can't even carry clothes?"

"…Please stop talking about when you were little."

"Why?"

Hikaru ran a hand through his hair in frustration.

"Because when you were little, I used to spank you too!"

Then, without thinking—

Smack!

A crisp slap landed on her backside.

Time froze.

Hikaru stared at his hand in disbelief.

Sakura stood there, stunned.

And then slowly turned around, eyes wide.

He… he actually did it!?

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