The Devil is in the Details
"He's taking a bath; I'll let him know you're here." Kyoko turned and left director Konoe standing with his mouth agape in a flabbergasted state.
She's going into the bathroom where Ren is bathing? Just how far is this girl taking her role?! I thought this was just for public show and wasn't to extend into their private lives! Konoe sunk down on the divan with a vacant expression. He leaned forward with his elbows on his knees with his hands clasped in front and kept shaking his head.
I'm his Baka sister who loves him; there are no boundaries or barriers! Chanting over and over to herself, Kyoko barged into the bathroom without knocking.
"Director Konoe is here to talk to you Nii-san, so hurry your bath - you've taken too long already, your skin must be like a prune!" Kyoko/Setsu regarded Ren reclining in the tub that was barely large enough to accommodate his huge form. She was almost disappointed to find him and the tub fully blanketed in bath foam and little blobs of bubble sculptures were rising in graduating sizes. She could hear the foam crackling fuzzily as the little bubbles burst and dissipated and Ren, looking so cute, busily formed another little matryoshka doll. His head sported another dollop of foam like merengue on a tart. And oh she would like to eat him!
"Oh! Has it been that long?"
Kuon/Cain/Ren was unmoved. As if he didn't know. The bath water had chilled to an uncomfortable level and god knows how many of those stupid soap foam dolls he had made waiting for his dear sister to become impatient and check on him. The devil inside had made him do it. He desperately wanted her to see him as a man - and reflecting on how to make that happen he decided it was to recreate the scenario when she had last waltzed in on him showering. His little devil had been standing on his shoulder egging him on with his little pitchfork for days since that incident. This time he would make her see all!
"Yes it has. I've been waiting for my turn for ages! You take way longer than a girl, Nii-san - even longer than me!" Setsu pouted meanwhile her hand clutched the shower curtain to aid her weakening knees.
Cain/Kuon wasted no time to rise from the tub slowly and deliberately before his dear sister vacated the bathroom, he was surprised that Kyoko/Setsu calmly watched. Again she had no blush on her cheeks but rather had a poker face. Wait a minute! - did he detect a subtle sultry glint behind her eyes which were half closed while looking directly at him? No, it had to be his imagination!
Aaaahhh! He's standing up and I can't leave! Oh my God! Setsu loves it! Setsu loves him! Kyoko's brain was screaming and writhing in embarrassment but she couldn't take her eyes off Ren, she didn't want to! Staring straight ahead, her peripheral vision strained to the max beyond its natural range. The soap bubbles slowly slid down his torso caressing his skin on the way to collect in his pubic hair and further down to almost but not quite cover his spectacular male appendage. Kyoko had never seen an adult male naked in close proximity before and never dreamed she ever would until she was married. She had not been even remotely curious until she met Ren, and she stood there in front of him as if she was the one vulnerable and naked. Ren stood there proudly with the body of Adonis all abs and pecs and not one ounce of shame expressed on his face. Kyoko recognized the gaze of the emperor staring at her with that smirk, as if she was the one naked and he wanted to devour her. Her brain strove (against her better judgement) to remember every little detail and she captured and filed them away in her memory banks to apply the data gathered for her Ren doll, which had been a work in progress for quite a while. Her little demons were thrilled and jotted down the measurement and proportions of everything she saw. Kyoko could now make that doll perfectly to scale and anatomically correct.
"Um, well I'll go and tell Director Konoe you'll be out soon". Kyoko exited the bathroom and as she closed it behind her, almost slid down the door again. She waived at her now very flushed face not just red from embarrassment. Places on her body that she had taken for granted were feeling funny and fluttery. She wished director Konoe hadn't come tonight- how could she act nonchalant after just seeing the most handsome guy in the world, buck naked and full frontal to boot?!
She scrunched up her face and clenched her hands in determination. A breathy "Yosh!" escaped her lips as she sauntered into the bedroom/lounge where director Kono waited.