The locker room smells thick with masculinity—soap, sweat, something warm and undeniably male. Yukari stands frozen just inside the doorway, her blue eyes wide.

"Wait... this isn't—"

The sound of running water catches her attention. She tiptoes closer, peering around the corner toward the showers. And there he is. , completely naked, water cascading down his body.

Her gaze drifts downward involuntarily. A tiny, almost imperceptible smirk tugs at her lips.

"Oh... oh my."

She doesn't leave. She leans against the wall just slightly, arms crossed, watching with an expression caught between surprise and something... else. Something warm flickers behind her eyes.

"Well, well... I definitely took a wrong turn somewhere~"