Paradoxon: Fix In Posterum
The fix 43

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Arriving in the room, Trish can hear the splashing sound of the air shower. It would seem obvious if someone was in the shower, but.... at nights like this? Just be right. Trish stepped toward one other door there, a door that was closed but the same as the entrance of her house. The door is not tightly closed, to the extent that it leaves a large enough gap. Trish stood there, trying to peek at someone who was using the air shower. He was so surprised to see a woman who was standing without a thread, standing under the water pouring out of the shower there. Wetting all parts of his body. Trish was transfixed at the instant of seeing that, she was speechless. Suddenly he felt something down there that looked like he was starting to wake up.

Meanwhile, Tessa doesn't realize Trish is standing right in the bathroom doorway. But when he was about to take the shampoo to be used by her, he suddenly felt if there was someone watching him. It made himself spontaneously turn to the entrance and was surprised instead of playing when he realized Trish was standing there.

"YAHOO!!!!!" Tessa screamed loudly, the shampoo in her hands spontaneously she threw right at Trish right hitting the man's head and…

BRUGH!!!

The man fell unconscious after he threw him hard with the shampoo bottle in his hand.

"A-astaga, since when was she there," Tessa rushes to turn off her air shower. Grabbing his bath kimono, then stepped over to Trish who was slumped on the floor on the doorstep there. Tessa crouches down trying to make sure Trish is alive. He checked his heart rate, and was lucky to still be beating under normal circumstances.

"Huft~ it's a good thing she just fainted," Tessa heaved a sigh of relief.

"But wait, did he not." Tessa's face turned red when she realized what the man had seen. Oh did she look so clear just now? If true, Tessa would have to beat him all out because she dared to look at him who was naked, even the man stared at him barely blinking. Tessa raises her hand, banging Trish's now unconscious body. He then stood up and kicked her, not enough to get there; Tessa then pulled hard Trish's hand. Dragging him like a corpse towards the living room. Several times his head clashed with some hard objects in his house. After Tessa dragged him to the living room, upset he raised Trish's body onto the old sofa there very roughly.

"Basic sucks! Your body is really heavy, but at least my annoyance is lessened a little after dragging you all the way here" Tessa muttered. He tried to regulate his breathing which is now stung due to tired of carrying Trish, dragging his large body until arriving in the guest room. "Arghhh!!! But I am still not completely satisfied!!!" Tessa growled herself, her hands moving to grab the man's hair with all her might. He still did not accept it because the man had already secretly peeked at him.

After being satisfied with all his emotions, Tessa then moved from there. Want to finish the bath that had been cut. But this time he made sure first that if his room was locked, that he would be on guard just in case Trish woke up, he would not be able to sneak a peek at her again.

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Trish opened her eyes slowly, her eyes blurred but after a few times she blinked her eyes, her vision returned to its original state. Trish can see everything very clearly. The pain he felt in some parts of his body, especially in the head and upper hands. It was due to Tessa who had dragged him roughly and grabbed his hair as hard as she could to the point that the pain he could still feel to this day. The first thing Trish saw when she woke up and sat from her original position was a beautiful woman who was sitting across the sofa in front of her. The woman was wearing a white t-shirt that revealed a little part of her cleavage, her white shirt wrapped in a black jacket. The legs of the tie wear long jeans combined with brown boots heels that are tied tight. Her hair was tied one back. And the woman—Tessa, currently sitting with a state of leaning on the back of the sofa. Both of his hands were neatly folded in front of his chest and were on foot. Staring at Trish with a sharp look.

"W-who are you?" Only that sentence could be thrown out of his mouth for the first time. Tessa stopped her activity, staring at Trish who was now staring at her.

"That's not important, the most important thing now is. When did you get into my house! And what purpose did you do.." Tessa hung up her words, she covered her face with one hand. His face flushed red, he was still embarrassed to remember what happened a few hours ago.

"…Ah no need to discuss that one, the point is why did you infiltrate my house?!" Tessa looked at him sharply.

"Oh, that, I dropped my stuff on your house, so I went back to look for it but I accidentally saw. wait," Trish remembers now. Remembering the incident made him wake up again. Tessa who heard that turned her face away.

"Oh shit! Why did he have to remember that incident!" His inner. He was really not strong if he had to remember and discuss the incident earlier.

"Ma-sorry I'm not senga—"

"ah! Been already! Don't talk about it, what I'm asking here is why did you get in?! Don't switch the conversation!" It was full of emphasis at the end of the sentence.

"Ah, I can enter because the front door is open a little. That's why I think someone's home. But wait, are you the woman who lives in this house? Does that mean you're the woman I'm looking for?" Trish's face turned happy. Tessa who saw him felt a little astonished.

"Did he not recognize me? Wouldn't it be obvious if we met this afternoon? But why does he seem to not recognize me?" Her thought.

"Finally you want to give me a chance to talk, after what I've been through. I finally get to meet you in person."

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