Chapter 184: Bath, and Hair Care (2/2)

However, she did not stop her preparations, and there was some rustling heard from behind.

“…First, we comb the hair.”

“O-okay.”

Mahiru sounded a little hesitant. Once she said so, she waited for Amane’s response, and then slowly inserted the comb into the hair.

She was very delicate, as far as he could feel.

“It is very important to start off with combing to remove the excess dust and grime, and wash off with hot water.”

“I see. I don’t like the hassle though, so I never comb the hair before then.”

“Your hair is short, and does not tangle together easily. That is why you will not think of combing first. For us girls, we have to do this first.”

“Guess you definitely put in lots of effort to have such pretty long hair.”

Mahiru’s hair grew past her waist, had no split ends, and was glossy. The silky smooth surface was so beautiful, many a girl would have admired so.

It’s definitely tough to maintain hair like this, Amane felt impressed, and heard a wry chuckle from behind.

“I already have good hair to begin with, so I do not need to spend that much effort…but I do pay some attention. A pretty person remains so no matter what she wears after all.”

“…Well you’re a girl after all.”

“I want to be proud of myself.”

Mahiru said, finished combing, and picked up the shower head. Amane glanced aside, understood that she was going to wash his hair with hot water, and gently closed his eyes.

I shall begin, she muttered, started the hot water, and rinsed Amane’s hair.

“I shall soak it once through. It is best to do so before styling your hair.”

“So the lecture begins.”

“You already have good hair to begin with, Amane-kun. It will be better if you spend some effort to care of it.”

“…Why does it feel like a hassle to do this every day.”

“…You cannot lax on this.”

Goodness, a dumbfounded voice came.

The tension and shame might have faded a little during this hair wash, for neither of them were being stiff, and they were conversing as normal.

“We’ll be doing so when we bath together in the future. Let’s just ignore this for now.”

Amane found it a hassle, and was too lazy to do so, thus his comments. However, Mahiru froze with the shower head in hand.

After ten seconds or so passed, Mahiru finally recovered, and switched off the water.

She then silently rubbed the shampoo in her palms, and this sight flashed by on the mirror.

“E-erm, Mahiru-san?”

“…You speaking of this so naturally is a flaw, Amane-kun.”

“Eh….?”

Mahiru summoned bubbles, and rubbed his hair. Her face was really red.

Amane sensed that she was not acting as delicately as before, but wondered if he was overthinking it.

“…I am glad, but you cannot nitpick at Shihoko-san anymore.”

Amane had a vague idea of what Mahiru was getting at, and was a tad later in understanding what he did, so he too blushed.

He did see his parents bath together, and was dumbfounded that many times. At this point, he said they would be bathing together every day once they got married. Truly he could no longer laugh at his parents anymore.

“…I will feel awkward if you do not zip your mouth, Amane-kun.”

“…I’ll pay attention.”

The shame that finally subsided blared up again. Both parties were left red faced, and silently focused on washing their hairs.