The One-Way Glass Trap

“Ugh, how utterly revolting! I am not bathing with you two!”

Qing Zixi warily raised her hands to shield her chest.

If it had been the first time, she might have been able to brush it off with the excuse that sisters bathing together was no big deal.

But now, she certainly didn’t look like a small, adorable little sister anymore.

Her main feeling was shyness. The thought of seeing these two older sisters naked was far more embarrassing to Qing Zixi than being seen herself.

Moreover, if she were to bathe with them in her current form, they might not even need to run the bathwater.

The bathtub would be filled to the brim.

“Come on, come on~”

Xia Mengying was the first to reach Qing Zixi, extending a hand to pull at her arm.

Meanwhile, Lan Mengyao had already silently appeared behind Qing Zixi.

Her hands clasped Qing Zixi’s waist, pushing her forward.

“Exactly, exactly! It’s not often we three sisters get together. How can we not bare ourselves to each other?”

“No, I, ah~ Don’t…”

Qing Zixi felt like a pig being dragged out for slaughter during the New Year.

Yet, even a pig would struggle a bit. Qing Zixi, however, found herself completely unable to resist.

Just as she tried to lift her foot to kick Xia Mengying, her ankle was seized.

W-wait, what!?

To avoid falling flat on her face and losing all dignity before these two sisters, Qing Zixi had no choice but to hop on her remaining foot, following the pull of Xia Mengying’s grasp.

With her increased height, her center of gravity had shifted upwards, making her balance worse.

Her body swayed precariously; if not for Lan Mengyao supporting her from behind, she would have surely fallen long ago.

As the bathroom door drew closer, Qing Zixi closed her eyes and shouted, as if in surrender.

“Then, then at least let me get into the bathtub first!”

Indeed, at her words, the two exchanged glances and nodded.

After all, one shouldn’t push a person to despair. If they complied obediently, it was only natural for them to make a small request.

“Alright, then remember to call us once you’re inside.”

“Mhm!”

What they didn’t see, however, was the triumphant curve of Qing Zixi’s lips.

‘Heh heh, it seems my superb acting skills have fooled them!’

That’s right, Qing Zixi was neither despairing nor giving up—this was all part of her elaborate plan!

The moment she stepped into the bathroom, she sharply turned back, extending her left hand to slam the door shut.

Her right hand swiftly twisted the lock. Her movements were fluid and seamless, as if rehearsed countless times.

Of course, it was a ‘succeed or die trying’ situation. Qing Zixi had acted with ‘death-defying’ resolve.

Her flawless execution suggested that fate was on her side.

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Gazing at the bathroom door, now securely locked from within, Qing Zixi hummed a little tune.

Covering her mouth, she pointed at the blurred silhouettes of the two outside and began to mock them.

“Oh dear~ No way, has someone been locked outside?”

“So eager to bathe with your big sister, are we? If you want to, then kneel on the ground, wiggle your butts, and say, ‘Please, oh please, big sister, your little sister is scared to bathe alone~ Please bathe with me~’”

“Oh, and that’s not enough. Let me think… How about you serve me well and give me a good foot massage~ And remember to use your tongues~”

As she unleashed her barrage of taunts, Qing Zixi observed Xia Mengying’s blurred silhouette kneeling on the ground in a ‘duck-sit’ pose.

Lan Mengyao, meanwhile, was pressed entirely against the door, likely having lost all strength and slumped forward.

Although she couldn’t discern their expressions, based on their postures, Qing Zixi quickly imagined them overcome with remorse and frustration.

She pictured them collapsing to the floor, weeping bitterly, and pounding their chests.

‘Heh heh, you wanted to lay your hands on me, wanted to bathe with me? Go on, regret it!’

After her satisfying bout of mockery, she heard no response. Qing Zixi simply assumed they were utterly stunned.

They must have been so enraged that they couldn’t utter a single word.

Humming a little tune, Qing Zixi lit the aromatherapy diffuser in the bathroom and took a sniff.

‘Hmm… this familiar, pleasant scent, it’s just like the one at Lan Mengyao’s house. Xia Mengying probably made it herself and gave it to her.’

Disregarding these thoughts, Qing Zixi surveyed the room.

She noticed that this bathroom’s layout was quite similar to Lan Mengyao’s, though it contained many more bottles and jars.

She slowly approached the mirror and untied the ribbon fastened around her waist.

Immediately, the white robe draped over her body slid down her smooth, tender skin.

First, her rounded, fragrant shoulders emerged, gleaming white under the bathroom lights, like polished pebbles.

Then, her rounded breasts rose and fell with her breathing.

Following that, her abdomen, with its faintly defined abdominal muscles, and her side waist appeared exceptionally healthy.

It was worth noting that Qing Zixi had never exercised; her original body hadn’t possessed such features.

At this moment, she couldn’t help but feel immensely satisfied with her physique.

Next, Qing Zixi continued to admire herself in the mirror.

However, in the very next moment, a flush of crimson appeared on her fair face.

‘…How can I be embarrassed by looking at my own body!’

Qing Zixi didn’t continue gazing. Instead, she turned around, intending to step into the bath.

Her perfect spinal line, her back with its golden curve, and her firm, rounded buttocks were all visible.

Her long, slender, fair thighs, and her delicate, distinctly jointed feet—all were clearly seen through the glass.

They were fully observed by the two figures standing outside, pressed tightly against the door, watching her every move.

Only after they had seen their fill did Xia Mengying finally speak.

“Um, little sister Xi, actually, my bathroom has one-way glass. That means, you can’t see out from the inside, but we can see in from the outside.”

….

“Ah!?”

Qing Zixi froze for a full second. Her little mind was racing so fast it almost overheated from Xia Mengying’s words.

‘One-way glass… they can see… inside!?’

‘Which means, even though I can’t see their expressions outside, I—the me who’s currently preparing to bathe, the me who’s completely naked—I’m utterly exposed to their eyes!?’

Splash!

It was like a kettle boiling endlessly, constantly having water added to it until it finally overflowed.

No, it was even more extreme. More explosive than meat stewing fiercely in a pressure cooker until it detonated.

With what she believed to be supersonic speed, Qing Zixi plunged into the foam-filled bathtub, where a little yellow duck even floated on the surface.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle…

Qing Zixi was completely submerged, with bubbles continuously rising to the surface.

‘How, how, how could this happen!’

‘I, am I unmarriageable now!’

One must understand, there was quite a significant difference between being proactive and being passive.

Qing Zixi covered her cheeks, which were flushed red, like ripe apples about to drip with juice.

Even if they had refused to let her in first, she wouldn’t have been this embarrassed…!

Because she had been utterly defenseless, even striking a few poses in front of the mirror, and curiously touching herself.

Now, all her little actions had been fully observed by the two of them.

Qing Zixi truly wished she could just press the flush button and send herself, along with the bathwater, down the drain.

However, something even more dreadful was yet to come.

“Are you ready? If you are, we’re coming in.”

Metal clinked together; she recognized the sound of keys.

“Huh?”

‘Oh, right…’

‘Whose lock doesn’t come with a key?!’

“We’re coming in now~?”