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So, after meeting up with Suzukita and the others, we decided to go handle our respective check-ins first.
Well, for us… we didn’t have to do any paperwork at all. It was pretty much all thanks to Yuri’s face pass.
“—Sorry to keep you waiting, Ayata cchi!”
Suzukita, returning from the counter, came running over with a huge smile on her face.
She stopped right beside me, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. …So close. I could smell her citrusy perfume.
“Mffuuu, I’m so lucky! I never thought I’d get to hang out with Ayata chi at the pool!”
“Oh, uh… Yeah, I guess so…”
She said it in such an innocent voice.
…How could Suzukita-san be so completely unfazed? Meanwhile, I’m absolutely freaking out here.
That confession from that day won’t leave my head. Every time I remember Suzukita-san’s beautiful expression in the sunset, my heart races.
“Ah. Ayata chi, did you maybe… imagine me in a swimsuit?”
She giggled.
Suzukita-san’s mischievous smile.
“I know, you know, Ayata cchi, that you’re surprisingly pervy! Even in your phone, Sana-chan’s naughty—”
“Aah! Stop it! Stop it, I said! And why do you even know that!?”
“Hehe, that reaction. So it’s true, huh?”
“Wh-what… Ugh, you got me, Suzukita-san…!”
“Ehehe, it’s your fault for being so simple, Ayata chi~?”
The hotel lobby bustled with families and other guests. Amidst it all, I found myself shouting at a volume that wouldn’t be outdone by anyone around us.
But—I genuinely thought it was fun. It had been about three months since I started hanging out with Suzukita-san, one way or another.
I was reminded anew of how comfortable the time spent with her felt. Well… for now, it was purely as friends.
“…Hey, Akito…”
A tug.
Renka pinched the edge of my shirt at my back.
I turned around, and—her lovely face was puffed up in a pout of displeasure.
“W-what is it, Renka…?”
“…………I, I want you to pay attention to me too…”
“Huh? Um… yeah?”
What the hell is that supposed to mean? I was confused.
Pay attention… Even if she says that, what am I supposed to do?
Or rather. Why is she even saying something like that?
She could just talk to Sena or someone instead of me.
(So… could it be that Renka actually likes me—?)
Just as I was lost in those thoughts,
Squish. Something incredibly soft pressed against my left arm.
I looked down—and there she was, Suzukita-san clinging to my arm.
“Come on, Ayata chi! Let’s go to the pool! Let’s go!”
And then she started walking toward the hallway leading from the lobby, practically dragging me along by my arm with her whole body.
It was like—she was saying, “Ayata chi is mine.” Well, I’m probably overthinking it… Regardless, the feel of Suzukita-san’s body was, um… Yeah. I don’t care if people call me a pervert or whatever.
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The scene shifts to the outdoor pool.
Under the sun that was scorching our skin. We boys, having changed first, were strolling around aimlessly.
The blue sky was completely cloudless, and the clear blue pool stretched out before us. Thinking it was perfect weather, my spirits naturally lifted.
“—Akito-kun! Hideki! Yuri!”
Sena’s energetic voice called out from afar.
We stopped, turned around—and simultaneously gasped.
A beautiful girl stood there.
Before us were three beautiful girls in swimsuits.
“Heh heh, what do you think, boys? I’ve got a surprisingly good figure, don’t I?”
Sena, hands on her hips, snorted loudly.
Just as she claimed, Sena had a really great figure. Thanks to swim team practice, her limbs and waist were beautifully toned. But her curves were still pronounced, and the bold orange swimsuit suited her perfectly. The denim-style shorts swimsuit also matched her boyish image.
“Hehehe. How’s that, Ayatachi! See? It’s the swimsuit look you’ve been wanting to see!”
Suzukita winked at me with a snap.
She was just as well-proportioned as Sena, if not more so. Model figure, perhaps? Though it’s nothing new, Suzunami was tall for a girl. That’s why she had such a mature aura, perfectly pulling off a sultry black bikini. Her healthy, slender limbs were undeniably sexy.
And then there was Renka.
She wore a swimsuit adorned with white frills, combining purity and allure…
“…Akito. What do you think…?”
A bashful, upward glance.
Renka in her swimsuit—how could I describe it? I felt something almost sacred about her right now.
Her pure white skin, untouched by impurity, her supple, beautiful thighs. Her slender frame, as if it might break if I hugged her too tightly… Her long, slender limbs stretched out, incredibly long. Is she really the same human as me? It was on that level.
The delicate, girlish lines of her white body were irresistibly charming.
Her faintly flushed face was dangerously cute.
“…Hey. Akito…?”
“Wh-what is it…?”
“Well… I think you might be staring a bit too much…”
“Ah—!? S-sorry! I just…”
I frantically tore my gaze away from Renka’s swimsuit.
Then. Renka turned her head away, her nose in the air,
“…Akito, you idiot.”
Ugh. My heart gave a startled scream.
When was the last time Renka spoke to me like this?
But—what’s gotten into me?
Her rare scolding somehow felt incredibly cute.
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