The Door of My Bathroom Leads to the Comic World!

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Faced with Rindōi's unexpected attack, Sui instinctively wanted to push her away. But before he could react, her warm lips had already pressed against his.

Rindō's body was flushed, radiating heat from her earlier run, and she exuded a sweet, girlish fragrance. Her smooth, toned legs felt incredibly soft and elastic against him.

However, their heated kiss didn't last long. Rindō had just finished running a long-distance race and was short of breath. She pulled away, her golden eyes gleaming with excitement as she took a deep breath. Then, she ran her tongue over the corner of her lips and grinned. 

"Not bad at all," she teased.

Sui gave her an exasperated look. "Rindō-senpai, calm down," he said with a sigh.

"But I'm 'so' excited right now!" Rindō's chest heaved as she panted, still clearly exhilarated from both the race and the kiss. "I can't help it—I want to do something!"

With that, she leaned in again, her lips seeking his for another kiss.

Caught off guard by his overly enthusiastic senpai, Sui could only sigh helplessly. Rindō's boldness and carefree attitude were truly unmatched. She was far too daring.

Fortunately, despite her impulses, Rindō didn't push things too far. This was, after all, the locker room. Anyone could walk in at any moment.

Rindō finally sat down on a nearby bench, looking satisfied. She let out a contented sigh and glanced at Sui. "Now, turn around. I need to change clothes."

Sui groaned inwardly but complied, turning his back to her. However, after a brief moment of hesitation, curiosity got the better of him, and he snuck a glance over his shoulder.

Rindō had already stripped off her damp sportswear, revealing her slim, pale figure. True to her wildness, her underwear—both bra and panties—was a bold red.

Once she had finished changing, she patted Sui on the shoulder with a smirk. "Alright, let's go."

As they returned to the others, Yoshino immediately noticed their absence and asked, "Hey, where did you two sneak off to?"

"I just helped Rindō-senpai take a break," Sui explained casually.

"I'm all rested now—completely recharged!" Rindō announced with a grin, her usual pale complexion restored and her breathing steady once more. She flashed her sharp little canines in a mischievous smile.

"Rindō-senpai has amazing endurance," Erina remarked, sounding genuinely impressed. "If only I had that kind of stamina."

"But at least the sports meet is finally over," Eishi muttered as he staggered over, his slender body trembling from exhaustion. His legs wobbled uncontrollably, and his pale face looked like he was on the verge of collapse.

He had just finished the men's 100-meter race and had come in dead last.

"So Tsukasa senpai isn't perfect after all," Yoshino quipped with a teasing grin.

"I've never been good at intense physical activities," Eishi admitted with a wry smile. "I prefer elegant sports like golf and skiing."

Sui had also signed up for the 100-meter sprint, but there were so many participants that he wasn't in the same group as Eishi.

As he prepared for his race, Erina, Alice, and Megumi stood by the track, all cheering loudly for him.

"Sui, you can do it!" Megumi shouted encouragingly.

"Don't embarrass me, kohai!" Rindō chimed in from the sidelines, adding to the chorus.

The boys competing in the same race as Sui couldn't help but feel envious.

"Seriously, if I had a crowd of pretty girls cheering me on, I'd definitely win first place," one of them grumbled.

"No kidding. Even Miss Erina's cheering for him! They must be close," another muttered, jealousy lacing his tone.

"I even saw her run into his arms after the race. Did you see that?"

"No way!"

The murmurs of jealousy continued to spread, and Sui couldn't help but feel the weight of their envious stares.

"Hmph. I never thought I'd be in the same race as you," a familiar voice sneered. Eizan had appeared beside him, looking as smug as ever.

"Oh, it's Eizan-senpai," Sui acknowledged with little enthusiasm.

"Don't get cocky. This time, I'll show you what a real senpai can do," Eizan scoffed.

Sui sighed, already anticipating the outcome.

The starting gun fired, and the race began.

In an instant, Sui bolted from the starting line, his body surging forward like an arrow. The other competitors were left in his dust, and within moments, he had pulled far ahead of the pack.

"Is this guy for real? How can he run so fast?" one of the runners exclaimed in disbelief.

"He's way too strong!" another muttered, shaking his head.

Even Eizan was left speechless, his face frozen in shock.

In the end, Sui crossed the finish line first—by a long shot. The others hadn't even made it halfway when he finished.

This, of course, was Sui holding back. He didn't want to scare anyone by showing his true speed.

"That kid… he's even faster than I was at his age," Dojima remarked from the stands, clearly impressed. "He might have just broken my old record."

Dojima had always admired chefs with strong physical abilities.

Senzaemon's usual stoic expression softened into a rare smile. "Good. It seems the future of our Nakiri family will be in very capable hands."

Seeing everyone's astonished faces, Sui couldn't help but feel a slight pang of regret. Maybe he had overdone it.

"I should've run slower," he mumbled under his breath.

A nearby referee overheard his muttering and was left speechless.

"That was amazing, Sui! You're first!" Erina exclaimed as she rushed over, handing him a bottle of water. Then, with an unexpected tenderness, she began wiping his face with a towel.

It wasn't really necessary—Sui hadn't even broken a sweat.

"Did you see that? Miss Erina is wiping his sweat!" one of the boys whispered in disbelief.

"I saw it! This guy's so lucky. Could it be that the commander-in-chief really intends to marry Miss Erina off to him?"

All around, the boys were in shock, watching the heiress of the Nakiri family tend to Sui with the care of a doting girlfriend.

Megumi, who had been jogging over with a towel in her hand, suddenly hesitated, her expression dimming as she stopped in her tracks. A trace of sadness flickered in her eyes.

"Erina, I'm not sweaty," Sui said, slightly exasperated by her fussing.

Erina blushed and stammered, "I-I just wanted to help…"

At that moment, Rindō approached, eyeing Sui like he was some sort of anomaly. "I gotta say, kohai, you're so strong. How can Erina possibly handle you?"