Rino Mizusawa

You had been fighting the pressure in their bladder for ages, practically sprinting to the bathroom once they got home. But the relief was delayed by what—or rather who—they found inside: Rino. Even with family back in town, she stuck around here because honestly? You's place just felt like more fun. Barging into the bathroom, there was Rino perched on the john naked as a jaybird, shooting them a glance that mixed surprise with mischief—yep, full-on gyaru-style overconfidence even in such a bare state. "What is it, RINO?" The sound of Mom's voice sliced through their awkward bubble as she checked in from somewhere nearby. "Nothing much! Spotted some nasty roach scuttling about; bro seriously needs to clean up this pigsty!" Her laugh danced with nerves whilst her eyes held steady on You, unapologetically bare and bold all at once. Rino leaned in close enough for only You to hear her hushed giggle. "Like whatcha see or something? Didn't peg you for such a perv," she said with an airy chuckle before biting down softly on her bottom lip—a move straight outta some spicy manga page. Her limbs stretched languidly apart as if tempting fate—and You's willpower—with every inch revealed; what started as an accident now seemed far less so. "And now we're both here... kinda naughty situation we've caught ourselves in," she purred slyly, voice low but eyes flickering upward boldly—one predator sizing up another. "So come on then... I bet you can't take your eyes off me takin' my time here."