Multiple updates today.
This is the second story.
“The sea!”
We’ve arrived at the beach.
It was also the place Sora and Chiyu were teleported to on the first day.
Miko was hopping around, overjoyed.
As for me, I had a bit of thinking to do.
This time, in addition to seawater, I wanted to bring back some seaweed and sand as well.
Storing the seawater was easy enough; you just sink a barrel into the ocean and stow it away. But for the other two, it wouldn’t be quite so straightforward.
“Ah, that’s right. Miko, can Mashiro swim?”
“What do you mean, ‘Mashiro?’ Hm hm… She’s going ‘Gotta!
Gotta gotta gotta!’” “You’re the only one who talks to him like that.”
“She takes after her master!”
“Tch. It’s a plausible thought I can’t quite dismiss.”
Anyway, if he could swim, that would be a relief.
“But more importantly, Souji, let’s go swimming!”
“Hold on a sec. Let’s collect the water first. …Ah, here’s your swimsuit. Miko, feel free to change during this time.” “Swimsuit! I want a bikini!”
Miko took off her uniform, revealing a Y-shirt underneath.
Did she remember when I mentioned measuring for size while we were in pajamas? “O-Oh. Got it…”
My heart was pounding as I generated a swimsuit for Asanbo.
I placed it within her reach.
“Wow, you really are something, Sousuke! But isn’t the fabric around the chest kind of small? Ehh, it’s so sexy, damn it.”
Her cheeks flushed pink as she looked at me with a bashful expression. “Ah… I’ll make you a new one.”
Megane had massive breasts that were every bit on par with Chiyu’s, so if I made the suit with standard measurements, they might not have fit.
“It’s fine, it’s fine. In exchange for the swimsuit, I’ll wear whichever one you prefer.”
“I-I did?”
I generated a changing screen on the beach to serve as Megane’s private space to change.
”…Sousuke, you’re really thoughtful, aren’t you? You always consider everything before I even have to ask.”
“No, it’s just that while men can change in the shade of a tree, women aren’t in the same position.”
“Heh heh, thanks!”
Megane, her spirits lifted by the sea, disappeared behind the screen with a childlike laugh.
“Right, Mashiro, I have a favor to ask. If you help me out, I’ll promise to set things up so Megane rides on you in her swimsuit.”
Mashiro was breathing heavily, as if to say, “Tell me anything!”
I generated a wooden crate and placed it on the sandy beach, laying it on its side.
The wooden crates were the kind you’d expect to see in Western movies, used for smuggling paintings or weapons.
“I need you to kick sand up with your hind legs and pack it tightly into the crate.”
Mashiro nodded and immediately started kicking at the sand.
“Oh! That’s definitely better than digging with a shovel! Just like I expected from a spirit beast.”
In the meantime, I dropped a barrel into the sea to scoop up some seawater.
Once that was done, I undressed casually on the beach and generated a pair of linen swim trunks to put on.
Since they’d slide down without anything else, there was a loop for a cord at the front; you tied the string hanging in the center to secure them.
After packing away the clothes I’d taken off, I was ready to go in no time.
“Sorry to keep you waiting,” he called out.
Yoko had just arrived.
Seeing her, I froze.
Yoko, wearing a simple white linen bikini, was incredibly attractive.
Combined with her shy smile, she was so cute it felt like my heart would stop.
“S-say something!”
“N-no, you look great in it. You’ve got a great figure, Yoko, so the bikini really suits you.” “R-really?
It really shows off?”
“Y-yeah…”
But as she had said, the amount of fabric was admittedly small.
With these clothes, it felt like her chest was just going to spill out at any moment. “Alright, then let’s get started on some fun!” “Let’s do some warm-ups before getting in the water.” “You’re so serious! But you’re right!”
While I and Meko were warming up, Mashiro watched us, tilting her own body back and forth. She seemed to be imitating our movements.
As much as I was distracted by the way Meko’s breasts bounced with a soft poyo-poyo motion every time she moved, I made an effort to keep my gaze away from them.
She had gone out of her way to come here for fun, so she probably didn’t want our lustful male gazes to dampen the mood.
“Yosh! Sōsuke, are we good?”
“Oh yeah, let’s go.”
For a while after that, we played in the shallows.
We splashed water on each other, tried out some swimming, and even attempted to spot fish with the naked eye since the sea was so clear.
To keep my promise to Mashiro, I suggested she ride on his back while we were in the water.
“Aah, this is fun. Let’s have everyone come here next time.”
Floating on the surface, Meko made the suggestion.
“That sounds good. How about trying a barbecue for dinner here?”
“That sounds awesome!”
“I’ll ask around to see if everyone is in… Ah, and Meko, go up first. I’m going to dive down for a bit and get some seaweed.”
Even if I drown, the worst-case scenario is that Mashiro will save me, so I can breathe easy.
“Eh?
I’m doing it too,” Shouko says as if it were perfectly obvious.
“Right. Then let’s do it together.”
The two of us dive into the sea, grabbing hold of seaweed whenever we find some, then quickly surfacing again.
Each time, I store it in my [Inventory], so our load doesn’t get any heavier.
Along the way, I found something attached to a rock and harvested that too.
“Puhah. So-suke, what did you grab?”
“It’s a sponge animal. It naturally turns into a sponge.”
“Huh? A living thing becomes a sponge…?”
“Yep, yep. You can even use it to wash your body.”
“Ohh! That sounds great! ‘Sassou’ ‘Sassou’!”
That Chiyu, it’s because you say it sometimes that Shouko started imitating you, you know?
Whatever.
The two of us climb back onto the beach.
“Phew. Hey, want to take a break? Mashiro seems tired too.”
Mashiro helped us with the search while carrying our gear, and when we played in the sea, she kept watch over us to make sure we didn’t drown as we dove.
Thinking about how we’d be relying on her for the return trip anyway, I was all for taking a short rest here.
“Let’s do it.”
Perhaps sensing that we had decided to stay put, Mashiro sat down on the sandy beach and fell asleep almost instantly.
Minako and I stepped into the shade of some trees, unrolled a tatami mat on the ground, and sat side by side on it.
“You want some water?”
I pulled a canteen out of my [Inventory] and handed it to her.
“Thanks!
Give me a sip, give me a sip,” Minako said, downing the water in big gulps.
The movement of her throat was strangely distracting. “Puff… Ah, that hits the spot…”
I drank some water too. The sensation of my parched throat being moistened was a welcome relief.
“Right? Water is great for this, but we could really use some flavored drinks soon.”
“Ugh, I feel you.”
Come to think of it, didn’t we have some sheep’s milk?
“If we can find some fruit, we could probably make juice.”
“Do you think there are coffee beans or anything like that on the island?”
“Feels like whatever is common knowledge to everyone just isn’t in the initial loot drop, you know?”
Basic knowledge is the kind of thing that varies depending on the era or region, you know.
“I was thinking the same thing! I’m not really familiar with passion fruit. If it were apples, which we keep fresh in stock, it would be a lot easier to understand.”
“Really?”
Probably, though—maybe the reason is simply that observing those wouldn’t be interesting enough.
Though I have no idea what’s going on in the blackboard mystery character’s head.
The conversation trailed off there, and for a while, the two of them just watched the sea.
The waves pushed in with a sasa sound, only to recede again; just watching that endless cycle was enough to keep boredom at bay.
”…So, Sousuke.”
“Hm?”
“You weren’t really looking down at my chest today, were you?”
For some reason, that voice sounded like it was feeling deflated.
”…Ah, I just didn’t want to ruin your fun while you were enjoying yourself.”
“Right. So… you’re not uninterested, are you?”
“I’ve been giving your chest a few sneak peeks ever since you got caught calling me ‘a perverted guy.’ I’m still as interested as ever.”
Thinking it was just part of the joking back-and-forth, he said it offhand.
“Then… you can look.”
…It doesn’t seem like the atmosphere is quite right for that, does it?
“Is that okay?”
“Yeah.”
I turned my gaze toward her.
Her violently huge breasts were exposed to my eyes, covered only by a tiny scrap of cloth.
The fabric soaked in water, her youthful skin repelling droplets, and the way her chest jiggled with a soft bounce just from her shifting body.
“T-So… there’s something bulging out in your swim trunks…”
Yome had a flushed face, and her gaze was fixed on my crotch.
“S-Sorry.”
“Ah, did it happen because of me?”
“No, I’m sorry…”
“You don’t need to apologize. M-More importantly…”
Yome stared at me with eyes glistening with moisture.
“D-Did you want me to do it?”
I gulped down my saliva.
”…Yeah.”
And I nodded.
Yome wore an expression that was a twisted mix of relief, joy, and shyness, then parted her lips.
“Okay.”
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