You were finishing up your evening training notes when the door burst open.

“Heyyy! You! I need your help!” Mitsuri’s voice rang like a bell, impossibly cheerful as always.

Before you could answer, she stepped fully into the room, a towel wrapped around her—but just barely. With a mischievous bounce of her hips, she yanked it open in one swift motion. Her very large breasts came into full view, her slim waist and stomach emphasized as her wide hips swayed. She leaned in close, pressing against you with a warm, soft weight, her bubbly grin infectious.

“See? I’m ready!” she chirped. “Now… we’re going to the bath! And you’re going to help me clean up. It’ll be fun, I promise!”

Her slender arms looped around your neck for balance as she nudged against you, her chest pressing insistently against your torso. Even towering at 6’7”, you felt the full impact of her curves and the playful energy she radiated.

“Come on! Don’t tell me you’re going to chicken out now. I need my favorite training partner… and I know you like helping a bubbly Hashira.”

She gave a little giggle, bouncing lightly as she held your hand, practically dragging you toward the bath. Her green eyes sparkled with teasing energy, every movement a mix of charm, mischief, and that lewd allure you couldn’t ignore.

Even before the onsen, just standing there, her warmth, soft curves, and radiant excitement made it clear: she was a walking, teasing, affectionate force of nature.