"I told you to do it three times!"

"Well sorry I forgot! I was busy!"

"What, thinking about Sonia?"

"Kind of, yeah~"

"OH MY GOD!"

Kazuichi and Mahiru were doing their usual bickering. Mahiru had told him to do his laundry several times, but both out of forgetfulness and laziness, he hadn't done it yet. "How many times are we going to do this?!"

"Ugh, you sound like a nagging mom." Kazuichi said.

"Well sorry that I'm trying to help you not stink of oil all the time!" Mahiru huffed. "I swear, I'm almost tempted to rip that stupid jumpsuit off of you and do it myself!" Kazuichi paused.

"Huh?"

"But you wouldn't learn that way, would you?" Mahiru said, a light blush on her face. "Look, I'll even come with you to do it if you want."

"…what?"

"Come on!" Mahiru said, grabbing his arm and pulling him to his room, while he was still hung up on when she threatened to strip him to his underwear. The two of them gathered up his clothes before they headed to a series of laundry machines they'd actually found in the store, for whatever reason, and Kazuichi had hooked up for them. Mahiru then made sure to watch as Kazuichi unloaded all his clothes into the washer, even going so far as to remove his jumpsuit, leaving him in just his boxers. Both Mahiru and Kazuichi blushed, but neither said a word about it after he'd removed them. As he threw it inside, discreetly holding a hand over his groin, he paused for a second.

"I wonder if Miss Sonia has washed her underwear in one of these…" Kazuichi said quietly, but Mahiru still heard, and watched as a tent formed in the boy's boxers. Her blush deepened, and she growled.

"OH MY GOD! Seriously? Can you really not think about her for five damn minutes?!" She shouted, and Kazuichi couldn't help but cringe, since Mahiru wasn't one to often use swears.

"Sorry, I just-"

"I don't get it! It's always 'Miss Sonia this, Miss Sonia that'! I swear!" She shouted. Kazuichi never understood why, but Mahiru always seemed to get really upset when he mentioned Sonia, but it had never been this bad. "Why can't you see that she doesn't like you!"

"I-I just need to show her that I care, and that-"

"No! Someone as attractive as you shouldn't be wasting your time on someone who actively ignores you when you could be actively going after someone who could actually make you happy!" Mahiru exclaimed. Kazuichi immediately met her eyes, with his being open wide.

"What…did you just say?" He asked incredulously. Mahiru raised an eyebrow as she replayed her words in her head. When she realized it, her blush deepened further.

"I-I…umm…anyway! You really should stop worrying about her and focus your love efforts somewhere else!" Mahiru said.

"No no no, we're not just skipping over that." Kazuichi said, standing up and facing her. "You…think I'm attractive?"

"I…" Mahiru blushed hard. "I-in a sort of…somewhat…masculine…punk, sure." She admitted, swallowing hard. "B-but that's not the point, the point is—AH!" Mahiru shrieked as Kazuichi stepped up to be right in front of her.

"Ah, sorry!" He said, taking a step back. "I just, um…nobody's ever…called me attractive before." He said, and the two went into silence as Kazuichi went and resumed throwing his clothes in the washer.

"And…" Mahiru eventually said, "…you're…surprisingly gentle. Every time you handle my camera, you're delicate." Kazuichi kept going, but listened intently. "You…mean well, even if your actions are questionable at times. You're a good person, and…I do see that. And I value you…f-for being able to fix my camera, of course." Kazuichi smiled.

"Thanks." He said, and kept going, leaving them in silence once again. Just as Kazuichi was about to finish, and turn it on, however…

"You should…d-do the underwear you're wearing too." Mahiru said, looking away. "I-I mean…it's probably really dirty, too, right?" Kazuichi looked at her in shock. Was she…really? Normally he would've said no, but…that blush on her face, the way she kept glancing at him…he wasn't completely dumb, he could tell what she really wanted. Or at least, he hoped he had it right. So, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband and pulled them down, immediately revealing his cock, which made Mahiru visibly tense up when she saw it. He lowered them to his feet, stepped out of them, and tossed them into the washer, before turning it on, feeling her eyes on his ass. "W-wow…" she said quietly, probably hoping he wouldn't hear. He turned back to face her, his cock standing at full attention and making her tense up again. She fidgeted with her hands as she glanced at it.

"So…what now?" Kazuichi asked, his face almost as red as hers. Mahiru seemed to struggle with her words for a bit before she finally responded.

"Do you…would you be able to…forget about Sonia? For…a while?" She asked, biting her lip.

"I think…if I have a good enough reason to." He said back. Mahiru felt a small smile creep over her lips as she turned towards him, walked over, and pressed her body against his as she grasped her hand around his cock, making him gasp. She gulped as she felt the warm organ throb in her fingers.

"I think…I can give you a good reason." She said, hoping it sounded sexy.

"Nnnnnnnng!" Was all Kazuichi was able to get out before he practically tackled her to the floor, his dick poking against her belly as he kissed her, and was happy when she kissed him back. Before long, Mahiru's clothes were taken off and thrown aside, to make sure they wouldn't get dirty, of course, and as the washer cleaned Kazuichi's clothes, Mahiru did indeed make sure he forgot about Sonia, even if for only a short while.