We returned the rented yukata and arrived at the love hotel by the station.
“Here we are.”
“Tonight’s accommodation.”
”…Hey — last call to reconsider? Staying at a love hotel is a bad idea on every axis.”
“Sadly, no.”
“Winner’s prerogative is absolute.”
I’d tried to plead one more time, but their body language said it wasn’t happening.
“And — wait, can high schoolers like us even get in?”
“Yeah, that’s fine. Just pick the room on the entrance panel and go in.”
“No ID check. Nothing to worry about.”
This was a waste of breath. Three of us standing in front of a love hotel was an extremely loud arrangement, so I capitulated and stepped inside.
We poked at the electronic panel at the front, fumbling slightly — first-timers, all three. Eventually we picked a room.
Took the elevator and walked in fast. I’d been worried about an awkward encounter with another couple in the hallway, but mercifully we didn’t run into anyone.
“Oh — interior’s not all that different from a business hotel.”
“Pretty ordinary.”
While they were chatting nonchalantly, I dropped my bag and idly hit the TV power button on the remote. The screen flashed up — a graphic sex scene, loud audio — moaning at full volume.
“H-hey!?”
“R-Ryouya-kun, what are you doing—”
”…Wait — did Ryouya do that on purpose?”
“I-I did not know there’d be adult content on, I swear.”
If I’d known the TV would launch into porn instantly I never would have touched it. That was a first-encounter trap of the worst kind.
“Really?”
“Suspicious.”
“A-anyway, I’m going to start the bath.”
I escaped to the bathroom. An excuse, mostly, but I went through the motions anyway to avoid further suspicion. The tub was sized for two — it’d take a while to fill.
“Oh, welcome back.”
“I’m back — wait, Reona, what is that you’re holding?!”
“What? Pretty obvious, isn’t it?”
“If you’re as quietly lecherous as Ryouya, you know what this is.”
What Reona had picked up was, frankly, an adult toy. Why she was holding it — oh, right, love hotel. Mid-rumination I remembered something important.
”…Oh, right. I need to tell Mom I’m not coming back tonight.”
“Oh — we already messaged your mom about that, so you’re good.”
“Got permission. Nothing to worry about.”
“Why does my mother fold so instantly…?”
The Yagami family rolls over for anything Reona and Riona request. The Yagami family has, frankly, always been easy. Old news.
“All right, time for a bath.”
“I’ve been clammy with sweat all day, want in.”
“Yeah, have fun.”
“What are you talking about? Ryouya-kun’s joining.”
“Three together or not at all.”
I’d had a feeling, and the prediction was accurate. Resistance was clearly futile, so I gave up cleanly.