Chapter 50: A Hooked Humiliation and a Shampoo Showdown

“No way.”

Luo Su drooped her head, turning away defiantly. A manly man, soap was enough for her face—no need for girly nonsense.

“What?” Luo Xi blinked.

“I said, I’m not using your shampoo or whatever!” Still dangling mid-air, Luo Su stayed stubborn, legs flailing. “This is a man’s—yah!”

“Hehe…”

Before she finished, her bad sister hung her on the bathroom coat hook, like a damp kitten drying out.

“??!!!”

“It’s fine~”

Luo Xi smirked, cracking her wrists. “Big sister’s great at—taming—all—kinds—of—disobedience!”

“Ugh…”

Luo Su wilted like sun-dried cabbage, frozen on the hook, not daring to move, eyes shut, playing dead. “I was wrong, really!”

(Two meters up, the air’s not fresh!)

(Super scary!)

“Keep saying no, stay there all night.”

Luo Xi grinned wickedly, shutting the door with a click. “Only one bed anyway.”

“!!!”

Luo Su’s eyes snapped open, tail thrashing. “No, Luo Xi, come back! Come back…”

No response.

Drooping, she reached up… but too light or the clothes too sturdy—she couldn’t reach.

“Ugh…”

Eyeing the bathroom door, hearing footsteps fade, her eyes reddened, hugging her tail pitifully.

“Sleep then!”

“Once asleep, I’ll slip into a dream…”

In the room,

Luo Xi sternly confiscated Hulu’s cat food. “Keep eating…” She poked the fat cat’s belly. “You’ll go from ‘lump’ to ‘puddle’!”

“Meow~” Hulu mewed innocently.

“Hmph, no use acting cute, no deal.” Luo Xi sighed—this pet and owner were cut from the same cloth! Done with the cat, she headed to the bathroom.

(This time, he’ll give in, right?)

“Phew…”

Thinking of that “8-in-1” chemical weapon, her temples throbbed. How did this guy survive?!

That stuff…

In the Marvel Universe, it’d probably spawn a mutant! Terrifying…

“!!!”

She laughed in exasperation, opening the bathroom door to find Luo Su curled into a rice dumpling, hugging her tail, napping!

“Up!”

Luo Xi tugged her tail. “W-wah!” Luo Su woke, eyes still misty.

“You cried…?” Luo Xi worried.

“Y-you cried!” Noticing her sister, Luo Su snapped, hiding her sniffles. “I-I was sleepy, okay!”

“Bath, bed…” Luo Xi sighed.

“You’re sighing?! I’m the one crying!” Luo Su huffed, pointing at her dangling legs. “Get me down first!”

“Pfft-hahaha—”

Luo Xi covered her mouth, too late. A bristling dumpling hanging pitifully… too cute!

“Wah!”

Luo Su, furious, let go of her tail to teach Luo Xi a lesson… only for it to be grabbed.

“Wait! Not there…!”

Flailing to protect her tail tip, her voice cracked. “Ugh… I surrender, I surrender!” The sensitive tip in someone’s grip…

What else but surrender!

…

“Phew…” Luo Su’s body twitched, panting, clutching her hard-won tail.

“Bath.”

Luo Xi found it fun. Mean, but… playing with her brother occasionally…

Kinda nice!

“Ugh…” Luo Su’s face burned, staring at her taller sister, temper gone. “Get out!”

“Nope.”

“???” Luo Su was stunned. “What?!”

“Leave you alone…” Luo Xi waved the “chemical weapon.” “You’ll sneak this again.” Arms crossed, “I’m watching you bathe.”

“You’re nuts!”

Luo Su flushed from head to toe—not shy, just red-hot anger. “Boy! Girl! Difference! Got it?!”

“…”

Luo Xi rubbed Luo Su’s barely-there “pecs,” unimpressed. “Brother, face reality.” Her look screamed, You’re flatter than me!

“…”

Luo Su couldn’t take it. “J-just get me down.”

“Sure~” Lifting her, Luo Xi pinched her tail again. So fun—pinch, tremble!

“Ugh…”

Luo Su dawdled undressing, consoling herself, “W-whatever, we’re sisters… bathing together’s no big deal!”

“Stop! Not like that!”

Luo Xi’s mischief evaporated, jaw dropping at Luo Su’s “three-second speed wash”:

Rinse → Rub → Done.

“Washing hair… or peeling potatoes?!”

“…”

Luo Su blinked innocently, confused, staring like her sister was nuts. “Obviously washing…”

“Argh, infuriating!”

Luo Xi, ignoring her fresh clothes, plopped Luo Su on her lap, pinning her head.

“No moving!”

“I’ll wash it once—feel it. This holiday, hmph… I’ll fix you!”

“Wah!”

Luo Su’s face burned—not from hot water, but embarrassment! “Cough…” Now the water choked her, wet hair warming…

Slender fingers massaged gently.

“Ugh…” Her tail swayed contentedly… Gulp, washing hair was a science… She got it!

“…”

Post-wash, guilty, she glanced at Luo Xi’s soaked shirt, raising three fingers. “I-I can bathe!”

(Probably…)

(No different from guy times… right?)

Reflexively reaching for the “8-in-1,” her butt got a crisp smack. Frozen, clutching the spot, “Ugh… so embarrassing!”

“…”

Luo Xi exhaled quietly, relieved he didn’t notice. Rubbing her tingling palm, her cheeks warmed—

(This feel…)

(Surprisingly… no, expectedly nice…)

Her cat-owning dream wavered… Now she wanted a—

Br bristling, cutesy…

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