Prompt: Our Dirty, Little Secret (Persona) (Patreon)

Non-canon to the Amagi Inn Saga. 

Summary: After the incident during Amagi Pool Party, things have been awkward between Hifumi and Haru. The two kissed during the party, and now they have to share a room. Fantasies and wild imaginations rule as the two find their minds lost in a fog of lust and desire... Includes: Yuri, Smut. 

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Haru wondered if the universe was conspiring against her. Perhaps she had recently broken a mirror or walked under a ladder. Something to justified this string of bad luck.

Originally the plan was rather simple. Shiho would share a room with her best friend, Ann, while Makoto and Haru would share their own room. Same with Futaba and Hifumi. Sae would have her own room, and everyone had been happy with that set up at first.

Then Makoto asked Haru for a favor. Let Ren, her boyfriend, take Haru’s place so that she could have some private alone time with her boyfriend, and like a good friend, Haru agreed to let Ren take her place while she spent the night with Hifumi and Futaba.

Again, fate had other plans. Futaba had made the poor mistake of groping Sae at the Amagi Springs, and she paid for her mistake by being tossed into the pool and knocked out. Even now, Futaba quietly slumbered away in Ann and Shiho’s room, leaving Hifumi and Haru alone in the room all by themselves.

It wasn’t that Haru had anything against the other girl. She was perfectly nice and friendly, an excellent friend and a fun teacher when it came to the game of Shogi, but none of that seemed to matter now.

No matter how many times she looked at the other girl, no matter how much she tried not thinking about what had happened between them, all Haru could think about was when she kissed the other girl’s lips.

It was all because of that stupid dare Futaba gave them. Yes, Haru agreed, but she didn’t think the kiss would become so… passionate.

Haru’s fingers twitched slightly as she sighed. She could still feel Hifumi in her arms, their tongues rubbing against one another. Thoughts like that plagued her mind, as she wallowed in her own shame.

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Hifumi wanted to curl up into a ball and rot away into nothingness. She wanted to just dig a hole and fall down it forever. Either fate would be better than staying in this room alone with Haru…

It was nothing about Haru personally. The woman was incredibly kind and soft-spoken, and she worked alongside Ren as a Phantom Thief. That alone earned Hifumi’s respect. Haru seemed perfectly reasonable, but all Hifumi could think about was their kiss. 

Her lips against Haru’s, their tongues smacking against each other’s, and the other girl’s breasts… God, Hifumi couldn’t stop thinking about Haru’s large breasts! They were so big! Much bigger than the brunette’s…

Hifumi sighed, shaking her head, trying to rid her mind of thoughts of a naked Haru. Acting normal around the others was one thing, this was just Haru and Hifumi. Just them, alone, in a bedroom. 

“I-I’m going to go to sleep,” Hifumi muttered, avoiding Haru’s curious stare.

“Are you sure? It’s rather early still, and-” Haru paused,

“Yes, I’m sure.”

“Oh. Alright.” Hifumi cringed at Haru’s tone. The other girl sounded hurt, but Hifumi just couldn’t deal with how awkward things were. When they were in a group, they were able to pretend things were normal around them, but alone? The silence was unbearable. 

“Goodnight,” the brunette quietly said, going to change into her pajamas in the bathroom. Haru watched her for the first few feet, before turning away. Hifumi could feel her cheeks turning red as she imagined Haru was doing the same thing Hifumi was doing. 

Imagining the other naked again, and thinking about that damn kiss…

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The two laid in separate futons, their backs to one another. Both tried to sleep, but their minds were lost in a sea of thought. Neither of them could sleep, all they could do was sit and wallow in perverse thoughts and awkward tension.

The only light to spill into the room was from a small gap in the curtains. Moonlight shined into the room as they laid in silence. By now most, if not all of the occupants in the inn were asleep. All save for Hifumi and Haru.

By now, both girls thought they were the only one awake After all, they had been laying down for over an hour. Surely the other was sound asleep by now...

Fantasies continued to play out in each of their minds. For Hifumi, she dreamed with her eyes wide open, imagining someone in her futon, smiling at her. It was hard to describe what she imagined. It looked like Ren, but was it? Hifumi knew she didn’t love the young man, but he was handsome and… maybe that’s all her dream needed him to be.

Hifumi bit her lower lip as she imagined Ren placing a hand on the back of her head and kissing her. Ren’s tongue would push into Hifumi’s mouth, and the brunette would give herself to the Phantom Thief. They would moan as Hifumi’s chest was sandwiched between them, hard nipples brushing against his skin.

Ren’s other hand would slowly move down Hifumi’s body, playfully tickling the Shogi player before reaching her pussy. Ren would tease the other girl for already being wet, before he began to finger her. 

Hifumi had to fight the urge to finger herself while imagining her own fingers as Ren’s. It only got worse when she imagined Ren’s lips moving down her body, leaving a trail of kisses. He made sure to give both of Hifumi’s breasts proper attention, and the worst part was how gentle and loving he was.

He complimented and admired Hifumi’s chest, even though the other girl was much smaller than the other girls’. Ren made sure to suck on both of Hifumi’s nipples, sucking on them, nibbling on them, before wrapping his lips around them and giving them a pull. Hifumi was putty in his hands, letting the man have his way with her. 

It was like the kiss she and Haru shared, but so much more. Hifumi shuddered, digging her nails into her arms as she tried not to let the fantasy control her. She wanted to hit the pause button, but there was none. The fantasy continued to play out in her mind as Ren moved down lower, until his head was between Hifumi’s legs... 

He licked at her pussy as his form melted away. Soon it wasn’t Ren licking at her pussy, but just… pleasure. Pleasure coursed through her body as she shuddered and tried not to give in. The figure between her legs knew just how to pleasure how, driving her mad in her fantasies as Hifumi trembled. 

Unbeknownst to Hifumi, Haru was suffering a similar ordeal. She was plagued by sexual fantasies and memories of thir kiss. Hifumi’s lips were so soft against her, and Haru parted her lips as she imagined their tongues meeting again. Haru felt hot with shame and excitement as she imagined a slightly different scenario than Hifumi’s.

There was an air of romance in Haru’s mind. She imagined Ren entering her room, finding her almost naked with her yukata clinging to her curvaceous body. There were candles lit around them, bathing the room in a dim, almost radiant light. They kissed, gently at first, just like they Hifumi and Haru had in reality, before they began to grow more and more passionate. 

Haru had lost count to how many times she imagined Ren doing this with her. Kissing her, touching her, slowly peeling her clothing off… But something began to happen as she kissed Ren, tasting his tongue in her mouth.

His features began to almost fade away. His black hair, his silver eyes, they all faded from his form as Haru realized something in the back of her mind. While she had slowly gotten over her feelings for her friend, she still desired love and affection. Pleasure… She almost didn’t care from who, she just wanted to know what it was like to be pleasured.

The featureless figure of pure pleasure slowly pulled Haru’s clothes off of her body, leaving them on the futon as they continued to kiss. Haru melted at the warmth she felt, and her hands began to pull the figure close, biting her lower lip as she begged to be touched.

As Haru imagined it, her hands brought her fantasies closer to life. She began to grope herself, fingers pinching and pulling at her nipples as she moaned. Her lover urged her own, whispering in her ear, telling her to surrender to her baser desires.

The auburn-haired beauty thought Hifumi was asleep, giving her the perfect chance to scratch this damn itch. Just to feel her fingers pumping into her body, the chance to give her the satisfaction she needed.

The beautiful girl gave her breasts special attention. They had always been rather sensitive, but tonight they felt especially sensitive. She bit her lower lip, suppressing a moan as she kneaded her own chest like it was dough.

She began to pant as she continued to massage her breasts, and while she was doing a good job of being quiet, it was impossible to hide what she was doing from Hifumi. The heavy breathing and muffled moans were an unmistakable noise as Hifumi was brought back to reality, eyes wide and face red.

Haru’s moans were practically right by Hifumi’s ear as the auburn-haired woman began to finger herself, a quiet, wet sound clearly joining her moans. Rather than be upset, Hifumi shuddered, losing control of her hands for a moment. 

Memories of the dare returned to Hifumi, and she began to grope and squeeze her own tits. She could feel Haru’s lips on hers again, gently sucking and nibbling Hifumi’s lips. The memories continued to plague her mind as she trembled, giving herself to the ecstacy coursing through her.

Despite lacking in the size department, especially compared to Ann or Haru, Hifumi remembered how nice it was when their breasts rubbed against each other. How good it felt when their hard nipples poked and prodded one another...

Hifumi continued to grope herself with one hand as her other hand slowly moved down her body, reaching her wet, soaking pussy. Without hesitation, she began to finger herself. A single finger pistoned in and out of her wet quim, before she quickly began to quicken her pace and fervor. 

A moan escaped her mouth, before she bit her lower lip, trying to hide what she was doing. She did a poor job of it as Haru’s eyes opened, realization striking her like a hammer. Hifumi was masturbating in another bed. She was awake. 

She no doubt heard what Haru had been doing. She heard Haru touching herself. The wealthy girl felt embarrassed and utterly mortified, and she told herself to just stop what she was doing and go to sleep, but…. But her body didn’t obey. She kept touching herself, fingering her pussy, trying to match Hifumi’s pace. 

Hifumi could hear Haru quickening her pace. She stopped trying to hide her moans, and her cries could quite clearly be heard. Hifumi did nothing to hide her own moans, now openly touching herself like her friend was. Both girls’ breathing grew heavy as their fingers moved.

Both girls knew their dirty, little secret was revealed, and neither seemed to care. Their bodies overwhelmed their minds, and they both succumbed to desire. One finger became two, then three as both moaned loudly into the dark room.

Haru rose up from her futon, shrugging off her clothes as she stared at Hifumi. The moonlight that spilled into the room hit their bodies just right, illuminating the brunette’s body, accenting her quivering figure under her blanket. Haru continued to touch herself, removing her hand from her pussy and groping her large tits now. Hifumi realized her friend was now facing her, and rather than drown in shame, or even feel an inkling of hesitation, Hifumi did the same.

Both girls were staring at each other, their eyes adjusting to the dark to see one another touching themselves. Their faces were red, clothes disheveled, bodies shuddering from the pleasure. The only thing either of them were wearing were their yukatas, which looked ready to fall off of them, and their panties, which could almost been seen if one of the girls looked hard enough. 

Hifumi was pushed three fingers into herself at this point, riding and grinding her clit against her hand as her other hand groped and squeezed her breast. Haru was focusing on her sensitive chest, playing with herself as she moaned, fingering her own nipples as she stared at Hifumi. 

Haru was the one to make the first move. She slid off of her futon with an almost eerie sense of grace. She walked on shaky legs, hips swaying to and fro, almost hypnotizing Hifumi, further sinking her into the fog of lust that had taken their minds. Haru reached Hifumi’s futon and embraced the other girl, wrapping her arms around her and letting their lips touch again.

The kiss was similar to their first, but different in that neither showed hesitation. There was no warming up. There was no growing passion. The desire they had was already overwhelming, and their lips pressed tightly against one another as they carressed and stroked one another’s bodies. 

Haru wrapped her arms around Hifumi, stroking her slender back, while Hifumi’s arms were sandwiched between them, giving her the perfect chance to grope and squeeze the large tits. The only time they broke the kiss was to breathe, or to let out a particularly loud moan. Each time they seperated, they quickly kissed one another again, mashing their lips together as their tongues played with each other.

The kisses were frenzied, sloppy, wet, and passionate. Haru moved one hand down to squeeze Hifumi’s firm rear as her other hand groped and squeezed Hifumi’s chest, returning the favor. She kneaded Hifumi’s breast, showing a surprisingly dominant side to the older woman. 

Not that Hifumi was complaining. She caressed Haru’s skin through the thin fabric of her yukata, giving herself to the wealthy woman. Their clothes were barely hanging onto their bodies as Haru’s knee moved to rub against Hifumi’s soaking panties, putting pressure on her clit through the thin fabric. Hifumi moaned at the contact, before resuming her liplock with the other girl.

The two made out like they were lovers, stroking the other’s body, admiring the other’s beauty, and wanting nothing more than to pleasure the other until they came. Any hesitation, any sense of reason was gone. Neither girl cared that what they were doing was supposed to be sacred between two people. Neither cared that they were treating their friend like a lover. 

Such restraining thoughts were better left unregistered as they continued to kiss, fingers groping and squeezing each other’s body. Haru moaned loudly, grabbing at Hifumi’s clothes and trying to tear them off of the brunette. Neither girl made the process easy for the either, after all, taking their clothes would require them to stop touching the other, to stop kissing. 

Eventually the two were able to work together to remove their clothes. Haru pulled Hifumi’s off as the former kissed the latter’s neck, while Hifumi removed Haru’s while she was sucking on Haru’s tongue, moaning at the taste of her saliva. Their clothes fell to the side, leaving them in only their panties as they continued to passionately kiss and explore one another’s bodies. 

As they continued to kiss, they began to grow more bold. Hifumi pressed her face between Haru’s large breasts, rubbing the soft flesh against her cheeks, before she began to kiss and lick them. She could taste the slight hint of sweat, but Hifumi was surprised by how nice her breasts felt against her lips and tongue. Eventually her lips found one of Haru’s nipple, and she wrapped her lips around it to quietly suck on it, earning another moan from the older girl. 

Hifumi continued to kiss and lick Haru’s chest, coating her breasts in her a thin, film of saliva, before she continued to go down the other girl’s body. The Shogi player made sure to leave a trail of kisses, even sucking on Haru’s skin to leave marks. She made a path down Haru’s body, before reaching the auburn-haired woman’s stomach. 

The brunette stroked Haru’s belly, marveling at how slim and slender it was. It was so soft, so warm, so captivating for the young woman. She made a circle of kisses around Haru’s belly button, before moving down her body, stopping just before she reached Haru’s panties. 

Suddenly the tables were turned, and Haru pushed Hifumi onto her back as the older woman took control. She grabbed hold of Hifumi’s foot, and lifted her left leg up. Hifumi stared in confusion, before giggling as Haru stroked the sole of her foot, tickling the brunette. Without missing a beat, Haru began to kiss Hifumi’s foot, slowly climbing up Hifumi’s body. 

She kissed the foot and ankle, before slowly moving up the slender leg. Haru kept glancing at Hifumi, silently asking for approval, but honestly, all Haru had to do was listen to Hifumi’s moans to know the brunette was loving the affectionate treatment.

When Haru reached Hifumi’s thigh, she licked the soft flesh, before dropping Hifumi’s leg and grabbing her arm. She lifted the arm up, bringing the brunette’s hand to her lips to assault with more kisses. She gave each finger an affectionate kiss, before moving up Hifumi’s arm, making sure to leave at least a quick, chaste kiss for every few inches. 

She kissed Hifumi’s shoulder, before the girls stared into each other’s eyes, smiles on their faces. They kissed once more, lips nibbling and sucking on the other, before tongues wrestled and smacked into one another between their lips. 

Eventually Haru found her own face between Hifumi’s breasts. The brunette blushed, and she actually lifted her arms up to cover herself. Haru caught her arms though, and the two shared a look. Hifumi nervously tore her eyes away, looking at a nearby wall as Haru smiled, gently pulling her arms out of the way.

Haru showed Hifumi her breasts were just as beautiful and deserving of love as her own. She grabbed the brunette’ breasts, groping and kneading the left one as Haru kissed and began to suck on the right tit. Hifumi shuddered at the contact, arching her back and further pushing her tits towards Haru. 

The auburn-haired woman knew how she liked to have her own breasts played with, how she imagined it would be to have someone worship her breasts. She used those fantasies as a reference for pleasure Hifumi.

For the Shogi player, she was blown away by the pleasure. Was this how good it was when she was pleasuring Haru’s chest? No, something told her that Haru was on another level compared to her. 

Hifumi made a mental note in her lust filled mind that she’d have to step up her game and really show Haru how much she appreciated her.

As Hifumi continued to melt in Haru’s hands (and lips), the brunette tried to do something to return the favor. She moved her knee, rubbing it against Haru’s wet panties. 

Her friend, and at the moment, lover, followed Hifumi’s example, and soon both girls could feel how wet the other was. Their panties were completely soaked. Both girls blushed at the contact. Despite everything they had just done, knowing the other was so aroused by their touch… it was the straw that broke their backs, so to speak.

Haru laid down on the bed, pulling Hifumi on top of her. The older girl pulled Hifumi’s panties down, watching the thin thread of sexual juices clinging to it. Haru then pulled her own panties down, moaning as she felt her own juices cling to the fabric. Now that they were both naked they could do something that had always been something of curiosity for Haru.

The two began to rub their pussies together, locking their legs as Haru started them off. Hifumi had never felt such pleasure before, and she quickly tried to mimic the other woman. Their moist pussies rubbed against each other, making both of them moan and shudder from the pleasure. 

The auburn-haired woman grabbed Hifumi’s hands and placed them onto her chest. A silent command to grope and squeeze her tits, one that the brunette was happy to follow. Meanwhile Haru placed her hands on Hifumi’s perky, soft ass, and pulled on her. Haru was clearly the more dominant of the two, which again, Hifumi was happy for. 

There was something so arousing about giving up control, letting Haru decide the speed and pace of their pussies rubbing together. Hifumi just enjoyed the ride, moaning without hesitation or embarrassment as Haru dug her fingers into her ass.

The continued to grind against each other, both of them quickly feeling the the pressure inside of them building up. Their orgasms were inevitable, but both women silently agreed to fight it, wanting to enjoy this high for a little bit longer. 

Neither woman was sure who moved in first, maybe they both leaned in at the same. Hifumi moved her head down, placing her hands on Haru’s large breasts, kneading and playing with them as Haru bent her back to meet Hifumi in the middle. Their lips pressed together, and within the same moment, their tongues reached out to meet one another.

Their kiss was passionate and wet. It was dominating and freeing. It was sexual, and perverted, and it felt good. Haru had moved her hands, wrapping them around Hifumi as the girl’s hands were once again sandwiched between their bodies. The brunette certainly didn’t seem to mind, squeezing both of Haru’s large breasts in her hands.

They broke apart, panting, wet, gleaming trails of salvia linking their mouths as they cried out. The two squeezed one another, digging nails into each other’s body as they screamed in pleasure. They came together, and the pleasure they shared blew masturbation out of the water. It was passionate, dirty, and loving to be the fuck partner of another, and neither had any complaints in their minds as they came against each other’s pussy.

Their juices squirted all over the other’s body, almost as if the two were marking their friend as theirs. Both girls cried out, moaning louder as aftershocks struck their bodies. Like miniature orgasms, their bodies quivered and shook as they came yet again. Their juices soaked the other’s crotch as their bodies slowly began to come down from their high.

Hifumi’s body went limp and she fell onto Haru, thankfully the older woman was strong enough and quick enough to catch her. As her arms trembled under the weight, Haru laid Hifumi onto the bed and the two simultaneously embraced the other. Both women were struggling to catch their breath as they just closed their eyes, their faces inches apart.

The brunette was the first to open her eyes. She continued to pant as she looked at Haru’s face, beads of sweat slowly falling down her skin. The fog in Hifumi’s mind was beginning to dissipate, and she was able to slowly understand just what she had done. As their post-coital high released the girls’ minds, Haru opened her eyes to find Hifumi’s wide eyes staring back at her.

The Shogi player almost looked scared, Haru thought, before her eyes glanced down and realization struck her.

Their cheeks burned hot, turning scarlet as their knees brushed against one another’s. Hifumi opened her mouth to cry or scream, but nothing came out but a quiet, pathetic wheeze. Haru was little better, stuck repeating the same sound as her mind tried to comprehend what had just happened.

“A-ah… I… I…”

Both girls pulled away from each other, and both nearly fell off of the futon as they felt their minds clouded with a very different feeling. Neither said anything as they silently agreed once more. Both girls were utterly mortified. 

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Neither girl said anything as they sat in the water of the hot springs. The two, finally speaking to each other again, agreed that they needed to clean themselves after what just happened. Both wanted to suggest they go in turns, but honestly they were both exhausted by now, desperate to go to sleep and forget this had ever happened. 

So they sat in the pool of water, dunking their heads down until the water was to their chins. Neither said anything, after all, what was there to say? What could either of them say to fix this horribly awkward situation? 

Haru’s face was a bright shade of red, and not just from the warm water of the spring. She felt ashamed, guilty, and even a bit self-loathing. She gave away her virginity on a whim, and to another girl! Was she gay? Was Hifumi? Did Hifumi think she was gay? Or did she think Haru was some whore…?

Her eyes kept darting towards Hifumi, but every time the other girl turned to look back at her, Haru crumbled and tried to avert her stare. She felt so… pathetic. Sick enough to start the whole thing, but too scared to confront the issue, leaving her to just sit and wallow in her shame.

Once again, Haru didn’t know Hifumi was undergoing a similar ordeal. The brunette considered just diving her whole head under the water and waiting to see how look it’d take for her to pass out. She felt shame and confusion, and she wanted nothing more than to just forget about tonight, no matter how good it felt at the time.

Just that thought alone made Hifumi groan into the water. It had felt good, and Hifumi wasn’t sure if that made it better or worse. She had never been with another girl before tonight, obviously, but she had even considered the idea. Was she gay now? She closed her eyes and tried to think about handsome boys she had seen before, trying not to think of Ren specifically, and… she still saw them as attractive.

For a moment, Hifumi felt relief. She wasn’t gay. Except she quickly realized that she also could have been bisexual, or maybe she was in love with Haru so she was the exception? No, she barely knew the older girl! She couldn’t have been in love.

“Hifumi?” The brunette stiffened, and she almost did dunk her head into the water to hide. She slowly turned her head to find Haru swimming towards her, only to stop a couple of feet away, as if she was scared of getting too close. Honestly, even Hifumi was scared of what she would do to Haru if she did get too close…

“I just wanted to say I’m sorry. I’m sorry if I forced you to do something you didn’t want to, I… What I did was terrible. There’s no excuse, and I would answer if you never wanted to see or talk to me again.”

“Wait, what?” There were a lot of emotions going through Hifumi’s mind, but hating Haru hadn’t even crossed it. She hadn’t even considered the idea as Haru bowed her head.

“You have every right to hate me, and I-” 

“Haru, I don’t hate you.” Hifumi swam closer, putting her foot down and causing the auburn-haired woman to pause. 

“You… you don’t?” she blinked.

“No! Never! I…” Haru was no doubt wrestling with the same twister of emotion that Hifumi was, but she even wanted to apologize to the brunette. As if this was somehow her fault… “Haru, what happened was… Well, I don’t know, exactly, but I consented to everything. I wanted to… to be with you like that, i-in the moment, at least.” Her face was burning red now, but she tried to stand up tall, tried to show Haru that she wasn’t afraid.

“R-really?” Haru blinked, before looking away, biting her lower lip. “I’m still very sorry. I didn’t mean for that to happen, I don’t know what came over me, and-”

“Neither do I. But it’s okay. Right?” Hifumi swallowed, and she prayed that Haru didn’t see the fear and doubt in her eyes. 

Haru didn’t answer at first, before she looked at him and asked, “Hifumi, do you… do see me as more than a friend?”

Hifumi’s answer was quick, blunt, and almost instinctive. “N-no! I don’t! I promise, I don’t!” For a moment, she worried she had just smashed Haru’s heart into the ground, but the older woman just let out a sigh of relief.

“Oh, thank goodness. I was scared of hurting your feelings.”

“N-no! I’m pretty sure I’m not in love with you, Haru.” Despite the situation, she chuckled. “Are you…?”

“No! N-not at all! I barely know you,” she confessed, blushing at the obvious question.

The two let out a united sigh of relief, before silence filled the air between them. Neither said anything for a moment as Haru stared into her reflection, gently moving her arm in the water.

“Hifumi?” The brunette looked at Haru. “Am… Am I bad person for thinking what we did wasn’t… so bad?” That question surprised the younger girl, and she struggled to think of an answer as Haru frowned. “I would never force you to do it again, I don’t even know if I’d want to do it again, but… but I don’t see it as a bad memory, and is that wrong of me?”

“No.” Hifumi spoke honestly and simply. She moved closer and lifted up her hand. Haru watched Hifumi place her hand on Haru’s shoulder. Hifumi was blushing as she quietly confessed her secret to the other woman. “I don’t think you’re a bad person. In fact, I think you’re one of the nicest people I’ve ever met. Truth is, I don’t regret it either.”

Both girls were blushing as their eyes met. Their shock and embarrassment slowly turned into a strange sense of relief. 

“I’m glad I did this with a friend, instead of a stranger,” Haru whispered.

“Me too,” Hifumi nodded with a smile. “So we’re okay, right?” Haru nodded her head, beaming now.

“We’re better than okay. We’re friends!” The two girls chuckled at the rather cheesy line, almost all of their regret and shame fading to be replaced with a welcomed sense of peace. Haru opened her arms to hug Hifumi, who blushed and held out her hand.

“Let’s take it slow, though. Just in case?” 

“I understand. Sorry. I’m just happy to have you as a friend,” Haru apologized with rosy cheeks, before taking Hifumi’s hand and shaking it. As the two shook, Hifumi couldn’t help but ask, what she felt, was a dumb question. 

“Good. Um, by the way… We’re going to keep this to ourselves, right?” 

Haru pouted at the question. “But I was going to tell Futaba all about it!” Hifumi’s eyes widened, and her cheeks lost all color, before Haru began to giggle. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I just couldn’t resist. I so rarely got to joke around before meeting the others. Our little secret. I promise.” Her eyes widened for a moment as she smiled. “I’ve never had to keep a secret from the others before. How exciting!”

Hifumi couldn’t hold back a laugh. There was something so infectious about Haru’s optimistic and happy attitude. Once the two worked out their feelings, suddenly things just felt brighter. Maybe what they did was wrong, maybe it was right. Maybe it was just for fun. Whatever the reason, they were happy now.

“We should probably get back to bed,” Hifumi suggested, and the auburn-haired woman nodded in agreement. The two stepped out of the pool, with Haru helping her friend up and both of them grabbing some towels. After they did, Haru paused and looked at the brunette. 

“Hifumi?”

“Yes?” 

“I’m really happy to have you as a friend.” 

And Hifumi smiled back, and proudly replied, “I’m happy to have you as my friend too, Haru.”