In the end, the girls all refused to tell me what actually transpired last night. I was thinking of enforcing my question with an "order," but I felt pity for the succubus girls who looked like they were about to cry just from my interrogation.
"..."
Well, there's no use in knowing, anyway. If we really did "something," then it's fine... It's not like we can't do it again, after all.
After my headache faded, I got out of the bath before the others. Fina and Fatima seemed to still want to stay a while longer, though.
I returned to my room to get dressed and then went down to the ground floor's kitchen to brew tea. For sure, most of the girls who weren't present in the bath earlier would need something to drink to help soothe their hangover.
I boiled tons of water while slicing ginger and lemon into thin slices.
