Chiya still remembered the first time he bathed with Mejiro Dober.
Back then, Shirayuki had gotten so overheated that she fainted, and Chiya had rarely been in such close contact with a woman's body.
After experiencing so many storms, Fujiwara Chiya had thought he could remain calm no matter what when it came to the bodies of these girls. Even bathing together should not have been a big deal.
That was what Fujiwara Chiya had originally thought.
But when he saw Mejiro Dober enter the bathroom with her face flushed red, he still could not help feeling his own face heat up and his heart pound.
Fujiwara Chiya coughed a few times and looked away.
"Trainer-san, this should be the first time we've been in contact like this, right?"
Mejiro Dober crouched behind Fujiwara Chiya and wiped his back with a towel.
"It is… the first time."
"It feels completely different from Shirayuki."
Mejiro Dober's fingertips kept trembling.
Even though she knew Trainer-san was Shirayuki, after seeing the man's body, her heart still pounded nonstop. Trainer-san's back was soft, different from the firm male back Mejiro Dober knew from her imagination. But if she looked a little further, she would understand that Trainer-san was undoubtedly a grown man.
"How is it, Trainer-san?"
"It feels good."
Fujiwara Chiya closed his eyes and focused his consciousness on Shirayuki, who was in the cafeteria. He was eating right now, not bathing, so calm down.
"Back then, Shirayuki was like this too. She sat here and let me wash her back. Thinking about it now, it really feels unbelievable. It seems like we went in a huge circle, only to return to the starting point. If anything has changed, it's that the person sitting here is no longer only Shirayuki, but also Trainer-san."
Mejiro Dober leaned close to Fujiwara Chiya's ear and breathed warm air into it.
In an instant, Fujiwara Chiya's waist softened as if it were about to melt. On the other side, Shirayuki struggled to swallow her food and slumped onto the table, her body also beginning to go weak.
As if unwilling to let Chiya off, Mejiro Dober pressed close to his ear, her breath warm and soft as she continued,
"Thanks to Trainer-san, my fear of men was cured. But I didn't start liking men because of that."
"Eh? Is that so?"
"Mm. But I like Trainer-san. After knowing everything Trainer-san did for me, I completely fell for you."
Her warm, soft lips occasionally brushed Fujiwara Chiya's ear, making his whole body weaken.
Even though Fujiwara Chiya had expected that this bath would not be simple, Mejiro Dober's aggressiveness still exceeded his expectations.
The image of the half-active, half-passive girl from before seemed fake.
The current Mejiro Dober was even more forceful than she had been that day.
"When I asked Trainer-san to help me defeat Shirayuki, what were you thinking? Were you angry, helpless, or happy?"
Mejiro Dober wrapped her arms around Fujiwara Chiya's neck and nuzzled close to his ear, letting her breath slip into it.
"Or maybe all of them. After all, the person I asked Trainer-san to defeat was Trainer-san himself. And yet, even so, Trainer-san still helped me with everything you had. At that time, I saw Shirayuki cry, while Trainer-san applauded for me. Can Trainer-san really split completely into two people?"
"No, I can't…"
"Then that was Trainer-san's own emotion. On one side, you were happy for me. On the other, you were unwilling to lose. Two feelings appeared on two faces."
Mejiro Dober gently placed her palm against Fujiwara Chiya's cheek, her thumb lightly brushing his lips.
"I made things difficult for Trainer-san."
"That was my own decision. It has nothing to do with Dober. I'm your trainer, and I'm also your opponent. If I have to carry both identities, then I'll do both properly. That's not only for you, but also an explanation to myself."
That was right.
That was exactly it.
This was the Trainer-san Mejiro Dober liked.
Resolute and decisive.
If Trainer-san had deliberately made Shirayuki hold back so that she could win, Mejiro Dober would definitely have been unable to forgive him. Even if she lost the race, she still had the pride of the Mejiro family.
Trainer-san had not betrayed her feelings.
She had failed to defeat Shirayuki because she lacked strength.
Trainer-san had already done everything he could, improving her training plan and training together with her.
That kind of determined sincerity was not something just anyone could show.
Mejiro Dober's heart beat faster and faster.
She had originally thought she would proceed gradually with Trainer-san. First bathing, then dating, and only then…
But Mejiro Dober realized she might not be able to wait that long.
She was more impulsive than she had imagined. Shirayuki had only been the trigger. In truth, her feelings for Trainer-san had already been building up until she could no longer endure them. She had simply never found an outlet.
And now, Fujiwara Chiya was sitting right in front of her.
"I'm done washing you, Trainer-san. Let's bathe together."
"You go in first, Dober. I'll wait a little longer."
Fujiwara Chiya felt dizzy, as if his head were about to burn. His blood kept rushing downward.
"Is it not okay?"
At that moment, Mejiro Dober spoke.
"It was fine with Shirayuki, so why not with Trainer-san?"
"Dober."
After hesitating for a moment, Fujiwara Chiya said,
"Even if Shirayuki is me, the fact remains that our bodies are different."
"I don't mind, Trainer-san… I stopped minding that kind of thing a long time ago."
Looking into Mejiro Dober's eyes, Fujiwara Chiya entered the bath.
Seeing Fujiwara Chiya's body more clearly, Mejiro Dober's eyes trembled. She nervously swallowed.
After learning Trainer-san's secret, she had also started learning about that side of things. The books she read had shifted from girls' love stories to ordinary romance.
But when it came to experiencing it herself, Mejiro Dober was still extremely nervous.
Unlike his soft muscles, Trainer-san was a real man.
After Trainer-san entered the bath, Mejiro Dober also stood up with a red face.
She had been startled, but that did not mean she was afraid.
Fully accepting Trainer-san meant that both Trainer-san and Shirayuki would become hers.
The more she thought about it, the more Mejiro Dober felt a sense of anticipation.
She extended her toes and dipped them into the bath. Ripples spread across the surface of the water.
Seeing Fujiwara Chiya's face, which looked even more nervous than hers, Mejiro Dober smiled.
It seemed Trainer-san was feeling the same as her.
But that also meant he was taking her seriously.
Thinking this, Mejiro Dober's heart instead relaxed.
She took a deep breath and gazed at the man before her, the man who had once experienced so many things with her as Shirayuki.
At that moment, only affection remained in Mejiro Dober's heart.
Whether man or woman, it did not matter to Mejiro Dober.
She bent down, leaned beside Fujiwara Chiya's ear, and whispered,
"Trainer-san, now you're mine."