On the weekends, I dive into a secret time that I can never tell anyone about. I've been having repeated clandestine meetings with a younger woman, and it's become a habit to meet at a hotel, but this time a slightly different plan was proposed. She begged me to "take her to a hot spring...", so we went on a one-night, two-day hot spring trip. I took her, dressed in a yukata, for a leisurely stroll through the quiet hot spring town. After enjoying the luxurious kaiseki meal served in our room, we headed into a special time where I got to savor her body as the main dish for the night. In a space filled with warmth and kindness, our relationship deepened even further.