Sweet daily life of Little Tanuki and Qin Che in Love and Deep Space

The bathroom was heated quite a bit, so much so that you were all starting to sweat slightly.

Actually, we've seen each other many times before, but I don't know why your heart is still beating unusually fast.

The buttons were undone one by one by your slender fingers, revealing his olive-colored, muscular body.

The abrasions, large and small, on my skin have completely healed, leaving only traces of iodine disinfection.

The severe tear in his lower back had now healed into a light pink scar.

The color is light, yet it can precisely pierce your heart.

In the past, every time we were completely honest with each other, you were either extremely nervous and shy, or you were already infatuated.

I've never properly, carefully examined his body.

You stand behind him and gently stroke his lower back. "Have you been injured a lot here?"

"I did suffer a very serious injury, but all wounds eventually heal." Qin Che didn't turn around to look at you, but simply said casually, "So, you don't need to worry too much."

After checking the injury on his back, you went to remove the gauze from his arm.

It was a bit difficult to remove the gauze that was stuck together with blood. After you removed it all, your head was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

Oxidized and blackened blood adheres to the skin of the arm, making it impossible to accurately observe the wound's healing progress.

You decide to wash your hair first, and wait for the moist air to soften the scabs on your arms before treating it.

"Lift your head up and close your eyes."

You brushed Qin Che's loose hair back from his forehead and wet it with warm water.

With his eyes closed, Qin Che's expression was gentle. You gently rubbed your shampoo-soaked hands into his hair.

The pleasant scent of shampoo, accompanied by rich, creamy foam, slowly diffused throughout the bathroom.

Some images inevitably flash through your mind.

Last time, also in this bathroom, you were linked together by a link, and it was Qin Che who washed your hair.

Back then, you weren't as close as you are now.

You think back to that time when Qin Che looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, trying to prevent you from peeping at him while he was taking a bath.

He used Evol to control you, a stark contrast to how he now desperately wants to show off his physical advantages to you every minute.

Recalling this, you can't help but find it a little funny, and you burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

Qin Che asked, puzzled, after hearing your laughter.

"It's nothing, I was just thinking about the last time we were here, when you washed my hair. You were so stingy back then, you wouldn't even let me look at you."

"Yes, indeed, unlike you, whose lust for me remains unchanged."

Qin Che smiled, but because his eyes were closed, he couldn't see you throwing a punch at his head.

This guy is as annoying as ever.

Wanting to change the subject, you casually asked, "Is your hair dyed, or is it naturally like this?"

"...No need for complementary colors, it turned into this color for some reason."

You were taken aback, realizing you had spoken out of turn, and worried that this might have stirred up some unpleasant memories for him.

Qin Che felt your fingers stiffen for a moment as you rubbed his hair, and he guessed that you, who always thought a lot, must be imagining something again.

"There's no need to be so nervous. I don't mind bringing up these things. Recalling them won't hurt me."