"After a long journey, let the water wash away your fatigue." Yala's voice was ethereal and pleasant, accompanied by the sound of flowing water, adding to the tranquility and hint of intimacy.
Her movements were gentle and rhythmic, where her fingertips passed, bringing a comfortable sense of relaxation.
Seeing this, Nina also mustered the courage to dive into the water, cautiously massaging Duke's calves with her nimble hands. Her movements were somewhat clumsy but exceptionally earnest, occasionally lifting her head to meet Duke's gaze, only to quickly lower her eyes like a startled deer, with flushed cheeks, yet she did not retreat.
Duke relaxed his body, letting himself be enveloped by the warm pool water, the swirling mist, and the silent tenderness of the two women.
The air was filled with Yala's unique orchid scent, Nina's sun-like aura, and the aroma of the hot spring itself, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.
