Chapter 83: May’s wishes come first

Ace ripped open the fuse packaging, the sharp screech of tearing foil cutting through the silent pharmacy. There was no one else around, making even the soft hum of the ceiling fan sound unusually loud.

"Since you knew all along," Ace’s smiling expression didn’t change, though the light in his eyes dimmed considerably, "why didn’t you step in to stop me last night? Enjoyed listening from the side, did you?"

Theo leisurely adjusted his crisp white cuffs, his gold-rimmed glasses catching a cool, metallic gleam.

"In nature, we call that observing," Theo replied evenly. "Besides, I didn’t expect your technique to be so unrefined that I’d need to re-examine her with a stethoscope. I simply wanted to see how desperate your appetite really was..."

"Unrefined?" Ace chuckled softly, tossing the fuse onto the examination table. "And what do you consider refined? Using that stethoscope of yours?"

Their gazes locked sharply, sparks practically flying between them.

May shrank back on the table, her hands clutching the edges for dear life.

Help! Are these two demons about to tear each other apart right here? The harem is literally on fire! One refined hypocrite, one gentle yandere—if they go at it, this single examination bed won’t survive the collateral damage!

Her eyes darted nervously around the room until they landed on a corner of the pharmacy. There stood a frosted glass door leading into a small shower room.

"Theo! Ace!" May shouted suddenly, her voice jumping an octave. "You’re both covered in zombie blood and dust—it’s totally unhygienic!"

Both men turned to look at her simultaneously.

May swallowed hard, pointing a finger toward the frosted glass door: "Why don’t... why don’t you two take a shower first? My legs are still weak anyway, so I can just rest here for a bit."

Silence fell over the room for two long seconds.

Theo pushed his glasses up, his gaze sweeping over May’s flushed face as the corner of his mouth curved upward slightly.

"Fair enough." The tension in his voice visibly relaxed. "Since you want to take a clear look, I’ll make sure you see everything."

Ace narrowed his eyes. "What are you implying?"

"Nothing at all." Theo began unbuttoning his shirt. "Sister-in-law dislikes filth, so we ought to clean ourselves up properly. Surely you wouldn’t refuse such a simple request from her?"

Ace let out a soft scoff, reaching up to loosen his tie with a single tug. "Satisfying May’s wishes comes naturally, of course."

May watched in sheer disbelief as the two men began stripping off their clothes right there in the pharmacy, directly in front of her.

Theo moved deliberately, unfastening his buttons one by one. As his white shirt parted, it revealed a broad expanse of pale skin and tightly defined abs. He casually draped the shirt over the back of a chair, the metallic clack of his belt buckle echoing sharply.

Ace was far more direct. He yanked his shirt out from his waistband and pulled it straight over his head, exposing a lean yet explosive upper torso. Unbuckling his trousers, his movements were as rapid as tearing open paper packaging—taking his briefs down along with them...

AHHH! You don’t need to strip THAT clean, hey! Slurp...

"Ace, slow down!" May couldn’t help shouting. "If you rip those briefs, we’ll have to search for new ones!"

Ace looked back at her with a gentle smirk, his eyes curving: "Are you worried about me?"

"I’m worried about the... briefs!"

Before her words even settled, a pair of camo trousers accompanied by black boxer briefs flew through the air, landing directly over her head.

I can’t take this anymore, a nosebleed is definitely about to burst out!

Immediately following, Theo’s sharply ironed trousers, along with his glasses-cleaning cloth, were neatly folded and set aside.

Completely bare, both men strode straight into the bathroom. The frosted glass door didn’t close fully, leaving a crack half a finger wide.

The sound of rushing water splashed to life.

Sitting on the examination table, May remained completely petrified.

Holy crap... Isn’t this way too bold?! Ace’s waistline is insane. And Theo’s chest muscles are the real deal. I genuinely can’t handle this!

May sniffed, feeling a warm sensation threatening to leak from her nostrils. She hurriedly tilted her head back, wiping her nose furiously with the back of her hand.

Inside the bathroom, the sound of water washing over skin mixed with the sharp squelch of a squeezed body wash bottle.

"Theo, move over a bit," Ace’s voice drifted out, carrying the faint echo of rushing water. "Shift the showerhead to the left."

"Do it yourself," Theo replied flatly. "Weren’t you quite capable last night, Ace?"

"Last night was last night," Ace chuckled softly. "Without you watching from the side last night, I couldn’t fully express myself."

"Heh." Theo let out a cold scoff.

Next came the heavy sound of hands scrubbing vigorously against skin—almost as if done entirely on purpose.

"Ugh..." Ace drew in a sharp breath. "You’re scrubbing rather aggressively, Theo."

"Removing dead skin," Theo noted casually. "May dislikes dirt, so we must be thorough. You have thick skin, Ace—gentle scrubbing won’t cut it."

The water continued to flow, their conversation drifting out through the gap in the door.

Sitting outside, May’s palms sweated profusely.

This sound... why does it sound so strangely off? Is scrubbing oneself down supposed to involve this much heavy breathing? No way, who could possibly withstand this!

May swallowed hard, her eyes involuntarily drifting toward the slit in the door.

Steam billowed through the opening, faintly revealing two tall, sculpted silhouettes moving within the mist. Muscle contours flexed with every movement as droplets cascaded down their backs.

As if completely losing control of her own body, she slid noiselessly off the examination table. Barefoot on the icy floorboards, she tiptoed step by step toward the bathroom door.

I’m just a curious little lady, I’m... I’m not doing this out of lust at all... Just one quick peek...

She drew closer. The rushing water grew louder.

Ace stood with his back to the door, hands braced against the wall as water cascaded down his long legs. Theo stood nearby, holding a towel to dry his arm.

Holding her breath, May pressed her face right up to the gap.

Suddenly, Theo froze mid-motion. Without turning around, his voice cut clearly through the sound of running water directly into May’s ears:

"Have you seen enough?"

May went completely rigid, as if someone had hit a pause button on her body.

Fuck! I got caught!

Her instinct was to turn and run, but her foot slipped on the wet floor, sending her tumbling forward directly against the frosted glass door.

Unlatched, the door swung open with a sharp creak.

Lurching forward, May tumbled straight into the bathroom, only to be caught and steadied by a firm grip.

A wave of hot steam and moisture rushed over her. Looking up, her eyes collided straight with Theo’s cold, piercing gaze.

Completely bare and holding a towel, Theo looked down at her from above. Water droplets trickled down his sharp jawline, dropping straight into the hollow of his collarbone.

Ace turned his head as well, his eyes overflowing with playful mischief as he wiped the water from his face: "My, my... couldn’t hold yourself back, Sister-in-law?"

May scrambled up frantically from the floor, her clothes soaked through with water and clinging tightly to her skin, accentuating every curve.

"I... I walked into the wrong door!" May squeaked at the top of her lungs, spinning around to bolt.

In a single stride, Theo stepped forward, slamming his wet arm against the doorframe to block her escape route completely.

"Since you’re already in," Theo looked down at her, water dripping from the tip of his nose onto her forehead, "there’s no need to leave in such a hurry."