Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 181, Section 22: "A Glimpse of My Miyako Island Trip: A Restless Morning"

On the second day of her trip, Masumi woke up to the sound of rain.

I reached for my phone as soon as I woke up; it was only 6 a.m. Rain started falling on Miyako Island, which hadn't been predicted by the weather forecast.

I had originally thought that as the planner of the trip, I absolutely couldn't oversleep, but now it seems that I have no problem with that at all.

He turned off the alarm set for 6:30, tidied his messy hair with his hands, crawled out of bed, and pushed open the door to his room.

After a quick wash in the bathroom, Masumi sat down on a corner of the sofa, staring blankly at the raindrops blurring the French windows; the sun had not yet risen.

A low-pressure atmosphere filled the air.

"Good morning."

Hearing a sound behind her, Masumi turned around and saw Kaigetsu walking over wearing a shark pajamas.

The hood is shaped like a shark's head, so when you wear the hood, it looks like teeth are stuck to your head.

Good morning, Haiyue.

It looked as if it had been swallowed whole by a shark.

"You got up so early," Masumi said.

"I opened my eyes... and woke up..."

The jellyfish girl remained unchanged, expressionless, and continued to speak incomprehensible words.

The sound was very soft and had a slightly sticky quality, probably because the person had just woken up.

"so."

"Does your stomach still hurt?"

"It's... alright now..."

Although she was awake, her eyelids looked heavy. She walked towards the kitchen in a daze, her feet occasionally tripping over her trouser legs, making one worry that she might fall at any moment.

Haiyue stopped in front of the refrigerator, rubbed her sleepy eyes, took out an energy drink from the refrigerator, and handed one of them to Masumi... making that gesture.

"No need, I'm not thirsty yet."

"Help me... unscrew it..."

The jellyfish girl stretched out her arms.

"oh oh."

With no other option, Masumi stood up from the sofa, took the plastic bottle from Kaigetsu's hand, and easily unscrewed the cap.

"Give."

"Thank you."

She gulped down the energy drink from the plastic bottle, her snow-white throat trembling slightly, and you could even hear her swallowing. Then she let out a long breath.

"Come alive..."

The girl's lips parted slightly, and liquid spilled from the corner of her mouth.

"Please swallow it before you speak," Masumi said helplessly. "It's all soaked in my clothes."

"Help me wipe it."

"Okay, got it."

In manga, there are often characters who secretly keep small animals. Do they feel the same way I do now? Masumi wondered.

“Lobster,” she said suddenly.

"what?"

"The lobster... is still alive..."

A slender fingertip points to something in the refrigerator, where an Ise lobster clumsily waves its claws.

I inflated it a bit when I bought it from the market yesterday and have kept it in the refrigerator ever since. I didn't expect it to still be so fresh and lively.

"No lobsters... jellyfish..."

Masumi paused for a moment, then tentatively asked, "You mean that proverb?"

In ancient legends, jellyfish navigate the sea with the help of lobsters' eyes, so this proverb is used to describe a helpless situation after losing one's support.

Kaigetsu nodded: "Masumi... knows everything..."

"It hasn't gotten to that point."

Because the space was small, the two people were very close together.

I just saw her profile. Haiyue, who had been staring blankly at the lobster, suddenly turned to look at me, her butterfly-like eyelashes trembling.

"Masumi...do you think...I'm too much trouble?"

"Huh? What are you saying all of a sudden?" Masumi asked, taken aback.

"nothing……"

Haiyue murmured as she closed the refrigerator door.

Masumi didn't know what to say, and as if to fill the silence, a voice came from above her head.

"Good morning."

Masumi looked up. Rinne stood on the second-floor stairs, her bangs slightly damp, wiping her skin with a towel hanging around her neck, looking like she had just washed her face.

"You guys are up so early."

The honey-gold figure beside them is also not to be overlooked.

"Masumi is one thing, but why is Kaizuki up so early too? Could it be... that she's planning to sneak away!?"

With a slightly grumpy voice, Kurokawa Mio looked at the two people in the open kitchen, her "cat radar" beeping loudly, revealing her blatant wariness.

Seeing the two people slowly walking downstairs towards them, Masumi spoke:
"Good morning. Since it's raining outside, you don't need to get up so early."

After speaking, he looked out the French windows at the unabated downpour and sighed quietly.

"I checked the weather forecast before I came, and it said that the next three days should be sunny. But when I checked online, it said that Okinawa experiences frequent localized rainfall, and the weather forecast is completely unreliable."

He looked very troubled when he said that.

"Since it's an unexpected event, there's nothing we can do," Rinne said calmly.

“That’s right. As Ms. Mami also said that the beauty of travel lies in the unpredictable and unexpected events.” Kurokawa Mio nodded in agreement.

If it weren't to comfort Masumi, she probably wouldn't have retrieved that sentence from the depths of her memory.

"Thank you." Masumi shook her head. "But I'm just worried that this rain will never stop, making you come all this way for nothing."

"Also, there shouldn't be any typhoons making landfall in Okinawa that could cause flight delays."

"Has a typhoon passed through in the last couple of days?" Kurokawa Mio asked.

"I wonder if Typhoon No. 6 will pass through Miyako Island."

Rinne thought for a moment and said, "There's no need to worry about things that haven't happened yet. That will only cause unnecessary trouble. Besides, the weather isn't something that can be changed by human will."

Masumi nodded, forcing a smile.

"Thank you, you're so kind."

"what about me?"

Seeing Kurokawa Mio frown and utter a low murmur, Masumi's skin tensed instantly. Realizing something was wrong, she quickly added.

"Mio too, thank you both for comforting me."

Upon hearing this, Kurokawa Mio's expression finally cleared up, but the rain outside the window still showed no signs of stopping.

It's still raining.

Rinne and Kurokawa Mio started preparing breakfast as usual. The live Ise lobster in the refrigerator would probably live until lunchtime, which was the deadline; any later and it would be stale.

"Let me help too."

Since it's a training camp, preparing meals together is part of the fun.

However, the heiress had a slight complaint: "Wait a minute, isn't all you can make curry?"

"Uh, really."

I almost forgot, this isn't a forest high school where all you need to do is cook curry.

With her only specialty dish unavailable, and it seemingly impossible for "the boy to prepare the fire while the girl gets the ingredients," Masumi stood there dumbfounded, unsure of what to do.

"You can take charge of making coffee," Rinne said after thinking for a moment.

"Huh? There's a coffee machine here too?"

"Yes, we also have coffee beans."

Rinne was referring to a small mechanical coffee machine, and the coffee beans in the refrigerator were fresh.

“I also want to learn how to make coffee with Masumi.” Kurokawa Mio raised her hand.

"Oh, then I'll teach you." The semi-automatic operation isn't difficult.

Pour purified water into the water tank, turn on the switch, and wait for preheating to complete.

The coffee powder should not be ground too finely, otherwise the flow rate will be very slow during extraction.

This coffee machine has four jets, producing strong steam that easily creates rich, creamy milk foam.

He taught Kurokawa Mio how to brew a latte step by step. Whether it was the sense of accomplishment or the fact that they had accomplished it together, Kurokawa Mio was in a good mood.

Looking at her radiant profile, Masumi let out a soft sigh, almost imperceptibly, which disappeared from her lips.

At seven o'clock, the sound of rain became even louder, and the last two girls in the group woke up.

"Hey, Asami-nee, don't walk around in just your underwear."

Qian Ai's exasperated voice rang out from the living room.

"Okay~ I understand."

Mami merely gave a perfunctory reply, placed her palm on the French windows, stood on tiptoe, and gazed at the sea not far away.

"Ugh, why is it raining outside? What bad luck!"

She instantly showed a disappointed expression.

"Isn't this the kind of emergency you wanted?" Masumi asked expressionlessly.

"No, that's not true. If it's going to rain, it should at least be raining after we've taken shelter in a cave."

Asami spoke confidently, completely unconcerned about revealing a large area of ​​her supple skin, and then yawned.

"And yet I got up so early."

"You can take a nap as much as you want before the rain stops, but remember to put your clothes on."

"Right."

It was quite strange; she seemed to have taken it to heart and nodded, adopting a serious expression.

"wait for me."

A moment later, Ms. Mami, who had changed her clothes, came out of the room.

Her full breasts were encased in a red bikini, the thin fabric barely concealing the alluring curves of her hips. Sure enough, it was a swimsuit.

"Aren't you going to catch a cold wearing this? It's not as sunny as it was yesterday."

“You don’t need to worry about that, Masumi-kun.” Asami raised her index finger with a smug look on her face. “I’m very confident in my own body.”

"Because idiots don't catch colds?"

“Call me 'Idiot Beauty,' Masumi-kun,” she emphasized.

"What kind of persistence is this? Doesn't it acknowledge that you're an idiot?"

Masumi sighed and rubbed her forehead, "You should put your clothes on properly."

"I don't want to. I want the weather on Miyako Island to see my determination," Mami said stubbornly.

Her snow-white skin was dazzlingly illuminated by the sunlight streaming through the window, and because of the way she crossed her arms, her breasts were naturally pressed together, further emphasizing the curves of her chest.

Masumi, not daring to accept this, looked away and said helplessly, "Whatever."

"Breakfast is ready, come and eat."

Rinne called out to the two people chatting by the window.

"Eh, Ise lobster?"

"It's just ordinary Japanese food, but the miso used is 'Tamanaha miso' from Shuri."

"A specialty item? I'd like to try it."

Because of the sudden localized rain, the six people leisurely began their breakfast.

Grilled conger eel, clam miso soup, salt-baked prawns from Miyako Island... This Japanese breakfast has a strong island vibe, but pairing it with roasted coffee just feels a bit odd.

After taking a sip of coffee, Masumi realized that the problem wasn't there.

"Asami."

"What's wrong, Masumi-kun?"

"Could you please change seats?" Masumi couldn't help but ask.

"Eh? Why?"

She tilted her head in confusion, making muffled sounds because her mouth was full of food.

"You're making it impossible for me to eat properly."

Presumably for the convenience of those staying together, the dining table is a long, narrow table, with the tableware of two people sitting facing each other placed together.

At such close range, Masumi doesn't need to deliberately look; just staring at her breakfast, her full breasts, encased in her swimsuit, will naturally come into view.

It's just like a black hole that attracts celestial bodies, except that the one in front of you can be observed with the naked eye and looks spectacular.

...Is her chest really that remarkable?
Upon hearing Masumi's words, Mami was taken aback at first, then a smug and provocative smile appeared on her lips.

"Eh—he seemed so nonchalant just now, but Masumi-kun is such a closet pervert."

She said it with a hint of sarcasm.

"So, what are your thoughts?"

"What do you think?"

"After more than a month, are you deeply moved to see me in my swimsuit again? You can thank Mami-sama for her generosity."

Asami arrogantly flipped her bangs, a look that was truly unpleasant, and her body was even more unreasonable.

Masumi could feel his muscles stiffening despite his attempt to remain calm. He pressed all the brakes in his mind and struggled to choose the right words.

"Very healthy, very good."

"Where?" she asked knowingly. "Oh, where's a good place?"

Asami Masumi leaned forward, and thanks to this, her full, rounded breasts suddenly pressed against her. Right there, you idiot!
Answering honestly would not guarantee victory, so Masumi decided to adopt a strategy of ignoring the enemy.

Feeling ignored, Mami immediately showed an unhappy expression, but before she could make any further moves, Chiai, who was sitting to her left, stopped her.

"Wait a minute! Asami-nee." The childhood friend narrowed her eyes in displeasure. "Don't act like everyone else doesn't exist."

"Please switch seats, you two," Kurokawa Mio said succinctly.

Mio, Rinne, and Chiai stared intently at her from both sides, their gazes piercing her face. And the terror was three times greater.

Mami immediately sat down, then her bottom jerked off the chair as if she'd been electrocuted. "Ah~ I think I'll just sit next to Umizuki."

"Then I'll sit across from Masumi-nii!" "I'll sit across from Masumi!"

The sounds overlapped in the air.

After a brief exchange, neither was willing to back down, so they each pulled up a chair, took up half the space, and sat down in front of Masumi.

Although the atmosphere became a little awkward, Masumi finally had the leisure to enjoy her breakfast.

"—Masumi, why aren't you looking at me?" Kurokawa Mio squinted.

"Huh? I was concentrating on eating breakfast."

"Is that so?" Kurokawa Mio puffed out her cheeks as if she were being stubborn. "It's because I only have a C cup that Masumi won't waver, right?"

"Just say it has nothing to do with size."

Masumi sighed and said without thinking, "It's more accurate to say that everyone's size is unique."

"Whoa, is Masumi-nii mocking me and Mio-neechan for having uniquely small breasts?"

Chiai, standing nearby, was also talking about inexplicable things; this was tantamount to courting disaster.

There was no way to reason with them. The two girls in front of me seemed to be possessed by a prajna, exuding a chilling and cruel atmosphere.

Wind Lion, Water Snail, Stone Guardian... anyone will do, please come and save these two.

"Snapped!"

A loud clap of hands broke the silence.

"Please calm down, everyone."

Mami smiled gently, "Don't look so bitter and resentful."

"Since the rain isn't going to stop anytime soon, how about we play some lighthearted games indoors to pass the time?"

"What game?" Rinne, who had been silent until now, asked.

"Good question."

Asami's lips curled into a mischievous smile, her eyes gleaming with an eerie light, and she nodded heavily.

"Since it's a heartwarming camp with five girls and one boy, of course, there's a must-have in any camp storyline: the 'King's Game'!"

(End of this chapter)