“Sakuraba-san, does Satomi-kun want to see naked girls? In that case I'll...”
“No, stop!! Aika-san, you're misunderstanding!! Don't take your clothes off!!”
Thanks to Koutarou telling Kiriha to take off her clothes, a riot broke out in room 106.
The first ones to get angry were Shizuka and Ruth, followed by Sanae. After that, Yurika, Harumi and Maki joined in, making the situation worse. This was a fuss that brought the soundproofing and vibration-insulation to their limits.
“Show me.”
“Look as much as you want.”
However, Koutarou completely ignored them and leaned forward and gazed at Kiriha's white skin. It was an awfully serious gaze, even for a pervert.
“Kya kya kya!! Stupid Satomi-kun!! I thought you were different!!”
Trembling with anger, Shizuka swung her fist towards Koutarou. As she did, Koutarou's expression brightened up and he sat back down. As a result, Shizuka's blow cut through the air.
“Phew... looks like your wound has properly healed.”
Unaware of the danger he had been in, Koutarou smiled at Kiriha who still had her top off. Because of his relief, his smile was calm. Kiriha smiled back and nodded.
“I told you at school didn't I? There's no trace of the wound left. ...You've always been so pessimistic about these kinds of things, Onii-chan...”
Kiriha whispered the latter half so that only Koutarou could hear, and showed an expression that reminded Koutarou of how she had been when she was little. That was a special word, and a special smile, for Kiriha. She felt like Koutarou was too worried, but at the same time, she was happy that he was.
“Even if you say that, a wound is a wound. If I don't see for myself, it would be hard to believe.”
Koutarou understood what Kiriha was saying, and in truth there was nothing left of her wound. But Kiriha had received the most serious injury during the battle a while back, and Koutarou recalled the horrible wound that she had at the time. That's why he found it hard to believe her, even after she told him that there was not a trace of it left, until he confirmed it with his own eyes.
“... Onii-chan, do you hate girls with wounds...?”
Kiriha giggled and whispered into Koutarou's ear.
“That's not true. But that's not what this is about.”
“... That IS what this is about. Fufufu...”
Seeing Kiriha's innocent smile, Koutarou felt happy that the wound hadn't been anything serious. At the same time, he felt a big weight drop off of his shoulders. With this, everything was back to normal.
“... Hm?”
That was when Koutarou noticed that everyone's gazes were focused on him, and that Shizuka was standing behind him with a blank look of surprise. Unable to understand the situation, he tilted his head to the side.
“What's wrong, everyone?”
“Satomi-kun... Y-you were checking on Kiriha-san's... wound?”
“Yeah... Is something wrong, landlord-san?”
“I-I-It's nothing, nothing at all!! Right, everyone?!”
Shizuka hurriedly tried to dodge the question and turned to everyone else in the room. As she did, all the girls involved in the fuss nodded their heads as one. This action confused Koutarou even further.