Maybe I worked rudely for the bath gods or something in a past life?　Otherwise, why would I be in this predicament in the bathroom every single time....
　A bath is a washing of the mind and should be a more healing place. It's not a place to play a mental chicken race, nor is it a place where one should be able to reason to the point of boiling one's head.

　Mr. Lillywood is currently sitting in a wooden chair, with Mr. Lillywood 'almost naked' behind me. The only thing hiding Mr. Lillywood's body is his leafy hair........Huh?　What is it?　I haven't seen it in person, but hiding the important part of her with her hair seems a bit too naughty....
　In the first place, I wonder if Lilliwood's melon-like breasts can really be hidden with just her hair?　I mean, even if her breasts were hidden, if her hair was draped over a chest that size, you'd still be able to see her bottom....

"Kite,
Excuse me!
'....What?　Why the apology all of a sudden?
Oh, no, no!　It's nothing!

　Calm down, don't get upset. The weirder you imagine, the more you'll strangle yourself. Empty your mind and just be mindless....yeah?　Huh?
　Why is there a 'tree growing' next to me?

Um, Mr. Lillywood?　If my eyes aren't out of whack, what kind of tree is growing on them?
'Yes, the fruit of this tree is soft and good for washing up.
Yeah, I see.

　...Loofah?　No, that thing was a scrubbing brush.....
　After listening to Lilliwood's explanation, I touched the fruit on the tree that had grown out, and felt its soft, pliant elasticity.
　The surface is a little rough, but that's why it feels like a sponge and seems easy to use.

''Then I'll wash your back.''
Hi, nice to meet you.
'I don't have a lot of experience, so please let me know if there's anything I can do to help.

　As Liliwood-san told her this calmly, the fruit she had just touched was pressed against her back and slowly rubbed with a gentle hand.
　Mmmmm. It's moderately elastic and feels quite nice. I can also feel it bubbling, and this plant is pretty good........

　As I was thinking about that and surrendering to the comfort of being rubbed on my back.......for some reason, the elasticity against my back 'increased'.
　Huh?　Do they use another sponge?　It feels a little slippery and soft. Weird though?　This one is barely moving.　No, it does move up and down a little bit at a time, but not as much as the other sponge. Also, it's kind of 'much bigger' than the first sponge.......

''.........Um, Liliwood-san?''
'Yes?　Did you find an itch anywhere?
''Oh, no, no.......I'm sorry if I'm wrong. But.........could it be that your 'chest is hit'?
''Yes, I'm sorry. I can't change the size of my body like Chromium Eina and Chartier, so...''
....

　I felt the blood rush to my head at once at those words that were told so quickly.
　Eh?　I mean, um, this... this slippery elasticity is the hair of the leaves and Mr. Lillywood's....

"Well, there's a container for flushing the back. I'm sorry.
!

　Mr. Liliwood reached out to take the wooden bucket that had been placed some distance away, and a squishy feeling pressed against his back.
　Ahhhh!　Am I right?　There's some very soft, resilient lump that's being crushed by my back!　

Okay, I'll just pour it out.
Hi.
...Kite?
"Diodes.

　Nothing!　Nothing!　Don't think about it!　What hit me on the back was probably 'soft volleyball' or something like that!　It's definitely not the breasts!　
　Assumption is sometimes an immense power. Just keep telling them, keep deceiving your thoughts!　Once you're clearly aware of it, you're done. A part of your body will be in trouble.

　You know, in times like these, you have to imagine something you're afraid of. Picture the thing you're afraid of!

--My darling boy.

　........Okay, I'm starting to calm down a bit. No, it's very rude, but the first scary person that came to mind was Eden-san with a switch.
　But thanks to that, I felt like my blood was quickly drained and saved........

''I'm done with the back now. Next, I'm going to 'wash the front'.
Well, not before!
"Don't be so reserved.
No, no, I'm not trying to be modest... oh.
"...what?

　Just when I thought I had calmed down a bit, I heard words that sounded like a death sentence. I refused in a hurry, but Mr. Lillywood moved in front of me with a swift, flowing motion.
　Apparently he had covered his chest with his hair and wrapped a towel around his lower body, so it wasn't as shocking a sight as it was at first... but it was even worse than that in itself.

　I'm a man, too. In a situation like this, no matter how hard I try to keep my cool, some part of my body reacts without choice.
　Of course, I cover it up with a towel. However, it was clear from the towel that that part was asserting itself, and Liliwood-san's gaze was focused on that very dangerous part.


....
Oh, uh, Mr. Lillywood?
''............You really get excited. I thought it was a social call...''
What?
'No, it's nothing. I'm sorry. Kite, do you wash the front yourself?'
'Oh, yes!　I'll wash it myself!
'All right. Well, I'll be back in the tub ahead of you.

　I'm not sure why, but for some reason, Liliwood-san nodded with a look of approval, and then smiled lightly before moving behind me.
　He then told me that, unlike what he had said earlier, he would leave it up to me to wash the front to myself, and returned to the spa.

　Completely unsure of Liliwood-san's intentions, I was a bit stunned and then picked up the fruit that would become a sponge that Liliwood-san had left behind and began to slowly wash myself.

''........I see.

　I couldn't help but hear such a small murmur, and my head, which had almost settled down, felt like it was going to boil over again.

　Dear Mom and Dad - Mr. Lillywood was really loose guard, and I was left feeling nervous. That's because the person in question thinks he's a tree, and in a way, it's probably inevitable because of Mr. Liliwood's race. However, the last words that Lilliwood-san muttered to me seemed very--feminine.