Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 102: 33. "Private the Seto Inland Sea with Love (2)"

If heaven had a shape, what would it look like? Masumi pondered this question.

He thought that since everyone's view of heaven was different, then heaven must be dynamic and changeable, and would change in various ways depending on human thoughts.

At this moment, the paradise above the sea is undoubtedly portrayed as full, slender, tight and fleshy.

The inflatable shark buoy floats on the sea.

Masumi was sitting on the float, surrounded by beautiful women in swimsuits who were laughing and talking happily.

How should I put it, he looks just like the protagonist of a GAGAGA Bunko romance light novel.

Maybe he had defeated a demon king in his past life, just like the protagonist of the light novel he was writing. People would definitely say, "If it were Masumi, he would do this."

By the way, his novel has recently reached its third volume.

As the plot unfolds and more heroines appear, thousands of people are following the novel, and the points and rankings on the "Become a Great Writer" website are constantly climbing.

If this upward trend continues, it might actually be noticed by an editor and made into a library.

The story that emerged from a 20,000 yen second-hand laptop, is this going to...

The gurgling sound of bubbling water interrupted his beautiful reverie.

A dark shadow emerged from beneath the water.

Before Masumi could react, the shadow grew bigger and bigger, gradually outlining the outline of a plump human body.

The shark's raft was capsized in an instant, and its body floated into the air. The scenery in front of it changed from blue sky to blue waves.

Gudu Gudu!

Masumi was a little confused when he suddenly dived into the water, but he did not panic. Instead, he relaxed his body and used the buoyancy to float to the surface.

"Yeah! The sneak attack was successful!"

The culprit, Asami, had a smug smile on her face.

Her wet hair clung to her skin, the water droplets sparkling in the sunlight. She smiled and announced her victory, as if shrouded in a layer of light.

"Asami-san, please don't be so childish."

Rinne sighed and reached out her hand towards Masumi who was lying face up in the water.

At the same time, another hand reached out.

"Are you okay? Masumi, did you choke?"

Kurokawa Mio showed a worried expression, and water droplets slid down her smooth skin.

"I am fine."

Masumi emerged from the water, thought for a moment, clasped both hands together, and slowly stood up. He felt two completely different sensations from the back of his hands.

The keyboardist's slender and well-proportioned fingertips, with slightly calloused fingertips, are similar to the pastry chef's slender and soft fingertips.

After releasing her hand, two slightly cold gazes swept over, leaving Mami, who had been looking smug, dumbfounded. "Uh, that, I didn't mean to..."

She blinked repeatedly, hunched her shoulders and stepped back step by step. The next moment, she suddenly stumbled, and the snow-white soles of her feet flashed past the eyes of the three people.

Mami fell face up into the sea, causing a huge splash.

By divers' standards, 0 points.

"Ah! Puha! Cough cough cough..."

A bright red cloth followed the current and floated in front of Masumi's body above the water.

When I picked it up, it turned out to be Mami's beach towel, an irregular triangle in shape, which was a bit heavy after being soaked with water.

"Ah! Give it back to me, Masumi-kun."

"It's not like I pulled it off."

"Well, thank you, Masumi-kun. Please leave it to me."

"fine."

Masumi handed her the beach towel and said, "Tie it tighter. Next time you drop it in the water, you might not be able to find it again."

"What can I do? This thing is just like this."

"Then just don't tie it when you swim."

"How can this be!" Mami reacted extremely violently.

In order to hide the expression on her face, she turned her back to Masumi, and her buttocks, wrapped in scarlet fabric, were no longer tied with a beach towel like before, so the plump shape was clearly visible.

Compared to the day of the typhoon, there was a feeling of being tightened, as if I was about to sink into that deep ravine. No wonder I had to tie a beach towel.

This is probably a problem that all plump girls have.

"Masumi, what are you looking at!" Kurokawa Mio puffed up her face and protested in dissatisfaction.

Masumi replied calmly, "Trouble."

"trouble?"

She tilted her head slightly in confusion, thought for a moment, and her lips curved into a smooth arc as she uttered a teasing voice, "I also have some physical troubles, and I'd like Masumi to help me solve them..."

The inflatable shark float that had been circling in the sea now saw the opportunity and swam back, separating the two people in the water.

Because someone is fanning the flames behind the scenes.

Kurokawa Mio narrowed her eyes slightly and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Ma Yuan's angry shouting the next moment.

"Hey--Chiai-chan, Kaiyue-chan."

"You guys come over here and play in the water too."

Over there, two beautiful girls in swimsuits were still about 50 meters away from the beach, almost in the shallow area of ​​the swimming pool.

The place where Masumi and others are located is about 1 meters deep, which is equivalent to the deep water area of ​​a swimming pool.

"Let's go, Haiyue, everyone is calling us."

Qian Ai grabbed Hai Yue's arm and walked towards Mami and the other two who were waving.

"Wait, wait a minute."

The sea moon murmured softly, drowned in the sound of the ebb and flow of the tide.

"Gulu gulu..."

"Ah! Haiyue! Are you okay?"

Qian Ai suddenly made a panicked sound.

Seeing this, the three people in the deep water area hurriedly pushed the water away, ran towards the drowning Haiyue, and rescued the girl from the waves.

Her flaxen hair was scattered by the water, sticking to her cheeks like seaweed. Haiyue coughed twice before slowly saying, "I...can't swim..."

"But it's just above the waist." Qian Ai was surprised.

"For me...it's already very deep..."

After all, she is a jellyfish girl, so it’s not surprising that she can’t swim.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that the reason she fell into the water while watching wild jellyfish during the operation of the Sea House was not just because the beach was soft and sank.

"How can this be possible?"

Qian Ai frowned: "Haiyue has never been to a swimming pool or the beach to play in the water before."

"Few times..."

"Basically on the beach...catching crabs... and clams..."

"Eh? This would take away half the fun of the beach," Asami complained with a bored look on her face.

Qian Ai narrowed her eyes and thought for a moment, then she clenched her fist and tapped her palm lightly, announcing loudly:
"Okay, I understand. Let's teach Haiyue how to swim!"

"Chiai is very confident. Could it be that she is good at swimming?" asked Mami.

"Hehe, it's actually just like that." Qian Ai said while scratching his ear.

"But... Masumi-san is quite good at swimming!"

"Masumi?"

Kurokawa Mio looked at him curiously. This was her first time playing in the water with Masumi, and she lacked understanding of her beloved in this regard.

"Yeah, that's right. And not only swimming, but Masumi-san is also super handsome when he surfs. Unexpected, right?"

As she said this, a smug and provocative smile appeared on her face, a smile that only childhood sweethearts would have.

"It's really hard to imagine." Lin Yin nodded and glanced over calmly.

A guitarist, a barista, and a surfer.

“I can’t say I’m good at it.”

Masumi shook her head and explained, "Actually, it was during the summer vacation of high school when I was working part-time as a lifeguard at a beach in Suma. My senior who worked with me taught me how to surf. She was really good at it."

"Senior, she..." Kurokawa Mio beside him murmured to himself.

His brain was working at full speed, as sharp as Sherlock Holmes at this moment.

"Or is it that Senior Rugu?"

"Yeah." Masumi nodded. "She's from Okinawa and is good at water sports."

"That's it."

Her expression still looked calm, but her mood sank to the bottom of the sea.

It goes without saying that one-on-one surfing lessons will involve a lot of casual skin contact.

No, maybe it was intentional!

(That woman must have some inappropriate thoughts about Masumi...)
(I've been trying to shape Masumi into the shape I like...)
Kurokawa Mio's heart suddenly started to ring with alarm bells, and she raised the risk level back to the highest level.

The same as Rinyin beside him.

"Eh--"

Mami's drawn-out tone brought her back to reality, and there was a hint of wonder in her voice: "You really can't judge a person by his appearance."

"Do I look like a landlubber?" Masumi said helplessly.

"It's your fault that you were so slow in getting into the water and stayed on the pontoon."

"Come to think of it, Masumi-kun didn't panic at all when he fell into the water just now."

"The seawater is high in salt, and the sand at the bathing beach is different from the mud in the river. The more tense you are, the easier it is to drown." Masumi said as a matter of course.

"You're really professional, Masumi-kun."

"By the way, where's the float?"

"Here...with me..."

Haiyue floated up with the support of the pontoon.

Qian Ai smiled and said, "Then let's teach Haiyue how to swim."

They then moved towards the shallow water. Once they were in the right spot, Haiyue moved closer to Masumi. Seeing the latter holding the girl's hands, Kurokawa couldn't help but frown.

“I’m just teaching you how to swim.”

Rin's clear voice also reached my ears.

"Are you trying to reassure me or are you just comforting yourself?" Kurokawa Mio retorted.

Rin didn't care at all. As if answering Kurokawa, or perhaps talking to herself, she said calmly, "As the store manager, I have no intention of starting an office romance with the barista and young boss."

"It better be this way."

Kurokawa Mio turned her face away with an unnatural movement, as if her neck was rusted. She didn't want to be disliked by Masumi for being too picky.

"Well, it's better for Rinne and Mio-nee to be friendly."

"It's okay, don't worry." Asami hugged her arms, which naturally clamped her chest, further emphasizing the valley.

"Xiao Haiyue is very simple-minded and shouldn't have such thoughts."

"Sister Mami...isn't this just saying that the two of them have ulterior motives?" Qian Ai reminded in a low voice.

Mami immediately closed her lips and stopped talking.

The four people's attention was focused on the two people who were practicing swimming.

"Gulu gulu..."

Masumi helped Haiyue, who was choking on water again.

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly, her delicate body softening in his arms. Her fair and smooth skin absorbed his palms, giving the illusion that it was soft and about to melt.

"Okay, it's so hard... I can't breathe..."

She tilted back her snow-white neck and slightly opened her red lips, wanting to get more air.

"How can a jellyfish drown?" Masumi sighed in confusion.

"I'm not... a jellyfish..."

After Masumi patiently accompanied her and tried a few more times, Haiyue finally figured out the trick to breathing.

"Ohh! Masumi-kun is really good at this." Asami clapped her hands. "Haiyue-chan can already bury her face in the water."

Qian Ai seconded the idea: "Yeah, once you can keep yourself afloat and learn how to breathe, the rest should be easy."

Masumi also felt a sense of accomplishment in the teaching process.

Was it the same feeling when my senior sister taught me to surf?

"Next is kicking your feet," Masumi told her. "Once you learn this, you can swim on your own."

"I understand……"

Haiyue nodded quietly.

"Try holding my hand first."

"Try kicking the water."

"Yes, that's it. Very good."

It seems that Hanekawa has good motor skills and is not a landlubber. He can swim quickly.

Just as Masumi was thinking this—

"That's right, I'll let you go and try it yourself..."

"Gulu gulu..."

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"Amazing! Xiao Haiyue has been holding her breath for 20 minutes!"

Back on the beach, Mami made a slightly rude joke.

Rinne sighed, "Asami-san, this joke isn't funny."

"Haven't you already learned how to breathe and kick?" Qian Ai said with a dumbfounded expression, "It would be better to just combine them together."

Haiyue, who almost drowned, had a lingering fear on her face and shook her head slightly.

"I can only... do one thing at a time..."

"Is your brain a single-core processor?" Masumi complained.

It seems that teaching this jellyfish girl to swim may be more difficult than making the jellyfish itself evolve a swimming mechanism.

"Mr. Masumi, please teach me how to surf too."

Kurokawa Mio took his arm and smiled sweetly: "I am a good student. I learn things quickly and am willing to learn everything."

"Yeah."

"Uh-huh."

She nodded.

"... Let's talk about it this afternoon."

"It's almost lunch time. We've been swimming for so long, so we need to eat something to replenish our energy."

"I agree!" Asami raised her hand.

Today is a completely private beach. Even the newly built Sea House is empty, but the cooking utensils in the store are still usable.

In the evening, everyone planned to hold a barbecue party, which is a standard part of a seaside camp, so they had a simple meal at noon.

The lunch prepared by "Cooking Commissioner" Rin is fried noodles and rice.

Yaki (soyaki rice) is a famous B-class gourmet dish originating from the Shitamachi area of ​​Kobe. It is made by cutting short noodles and stir-frying them with rice on an iron plate.

According to legend, a worker saw frying soba noodles at an okonomiyaki restaurant while having breakfast, and asked to fry the cold rice in his bento as well. Thus, fried noodles and rice were born.

Mami stared at the food in the transparent plastic box: noodles, rice, sauce... and couldn't help but sigh.

"Ugh, it's a carb bomb."

Not catching her murmur, Masumi asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"nothing."

She shook her head like a toy cow from Aizu.

She pinched the edge of the beach towel with her fingers and quietly lifted it up to cover her slightly plump white belly.

"I'm starting." x6
Perhaps because swimming just now really consumed a lot of energy, Masumi finished his fried noodles in just a few bites. After nodding contentedly, he looked up at the girls.

Except for Haiyue who ate heartily, the others just took a few bites and then chewed the nutrients in the carbohydrates carefully.

"What's wrong with you? Don't you have an appetite?" Masumi was confused.

"Ah... well..." Qian Ai nodded evasively: "I'm not very hungry."

"Physical discomfort?"

"No, I just have no appetite."

"You all have no appetite?"

Masumi knew that girls liked to be sociable, but she didn't expect that they even had the same appetite.

"I've finished eating."

Linyin closed the lid of the transparent plastic lunch box as if nothing had happened and fastened it tightly.

"The portion you prepared for yourself was already very small," Kurokawa Mio exposed her.

"Yeah." Lin Yin had no intention of hiding it, so she nodded frankly and admitted, "That's right."

"So why?" Masumi asked curiously.

"Hey - Masumi-kun, I see you don't understand at all."

"Know what?"

Masumi turned to Asami in surprise.

“The problem is right in front of us.”

"Girls want to look as thin as possible when wearing swimsuits."

"I see."

He nodded as if accepting instruction, his eyes moving around among the girls.

"Mamazu, your eyes are a bit rude."

"Sorry." Masumi said subconsciously.

"No need to apologize." Qian Ai stammered, "I didn't say it. I didn't want to show it to you..."

"Masumi~"

Kurokawa Mio made a sweeter sound than usual and leaned towards him: "My waist is very slender, right?"

"Ah."

"My waist is 56."

"Don't tell me that kind of data."

"Eh? You mean you want to touch my hot body with your own hands more than just cold numbers?"

"I didn't say that."

A gentle smile appeared on Kurokawa Mio's lips, and her eyes were as charming as silk.

"Do you want to touch it?" She suggested while touching her snow-white and delicate belly.

"That's no need."

Masumi glanced at the other girls calmly.

"57."

Haiyue put down her chopsticks and said lightly.

"what?"

"My waistline."

"I'm 59." Qian Ai immediately agreed.

"58."

Rinne spoke with her usual cold expression on her face.

Masumi looked weird. What was going on? Was he holding a waist circumference revealing contest?
But, they are all very slender.

Just at this moment, Miss Mami's frantic voice, which had been suppressed for a long time, came from the side.

"You guys, you're going too far—"

(End of this chapter)