They all have hidden attributes!

Maya Uesugi pinpointed the problem, leaving him speechless.

For Makoto Takahashi, the dishes from Hell Girl were at an ideal level.

In comparison, Kashima Reiko's cooking can only be described as realistic. Although there is a gap between ideal and reality, it is still the kind of reality that represents a [beautiful and hopeful future].

Makoto Takahashi's own culinary skills are, in short, [a pathetic and appalling situation].

In home economics class, he is usually responsible for weighing, recording, and tasting, while even simple tasks like chopping vegetables are handled by Nekoya Haruna.

On another note, Nekoya Haruna's cooking skills are also quite average, and Shiraishi Junka just said something like "do whatever you want" last night, so it's impossible for Takahashi Makoto to be in the position of "Tachimi Yuki's boyfriend" and order her to make lunch.

It seems that Uesugi Maya has completely got her under control.

The waves surged, and the sounds of Nekoya Hina and Hanakawa Kaori laughing and joking floated above the beach. Under the dazzling summer sun, their sun-protected skin made Takahashi Makoto feel a little dizzy.

Under the huge parasol, in the shade, Shiraishi Junko lay lazily on a beach chair, sipping iced orange juice through a straw.

She was wearing a halter-neck swimsuit. The gaze slid down her shapely collarbone, her overly full breasts covered by the black swimsuit, followed by her snow-white and delicate skin.

A slender, toned waist; a full, curvaceous bottom with a striking contrast of black and white; and long, straight, beautiful legs...

The thought of having such a beautiful body at his mercy made his heart pound.

Let's think about how to solve lunch first.

Makoto Takahashi swallowed hard, looked away, and gazed at the distant sea.

"Sincerity".

Shiraishi Junka's weak voice drifted over, and he subconsciously looked down to the side, only to be met by wine-red eyes that were even more passionate than the summer sun.

She tossed her long black hair aside, revealing her slightly reddened ear tips, and turned around shyly to show her smooth, fair back.

"Without sunscreen, sun exposure can be a bit painful."

"..." Takahashi Makoto fell silent.

Seeing his visibly wavering expression, Uesugi Maya laid out her beach mat, sat down, and tossed him the sunscreen from the basket:

"Takahashi-kun, don't underestimate a girl's feelings, and don't let her down, or you'll really be a jerk."

As she said this, her voice remained cold, but her expression was as sinister as a demon's.

"Sincere~"

Shiraishi Junka immediately switched to a pitiful, pleading tone, her enthusiastic gaze remaining fixed on him.

Makoto Takahashi took the bottle of sunscreen and sighed helplessly at the request of the two beautiful girls: "You know I have a girlfriend, right? We even made plans to go on a date at the nearby summer festival tonight after she finishes her work."

"Don't you know how awful I am? Besides, the sun was already burning me a bit."

Maya Uesugi gave a disdainful look with her slanted eyes, then closed them and lay flat on the beach mat.

Makoto Takahashi's gaze fell on her toned abs; the sexy six-pack aroused a feeling of unease, not an unpleasant one, but rather a strong sense of excitement.

—A sense of immorality.

My girlfriend is working, applying sunscreen to other pretty girls on the beach... Oh no, am I beyond saving?

Makoto Takahashi wore an expression of existential doubt, and even the damp sea breeze that brushed against his skin felt sticky.

While being fought over by cute girls might be romantic for men, it can be quite troublesome once you're actually in the situation.

Just as she was thinking this, Uesugi Maya, who hadn't received the sunscreen, frowned slightly and urged in a cold voice, "You have to apply sunscreen to get lunch. Is it okay to say that you have to work to get food?"

“I brought some fruit,” Shiraishi Junka chimed in.

Since we have to work to get food, there's no other way.

After a few symbolic words of resistance, Takahashi Makoto was eventually persuaded by the two. He then knelt on one knee on the beach mat, rubbed cool sunscreen in his palms, and slowly reached out to touch Uesugi Maya's delicate ankle.

"...Gurgle."

The moment I grasped it in my hand, I heard a faint sound.

Before Takahashi Makoto could react, Uesugi Maya pulled her foot away from his grasp and stomped it on his face without ceremony, coldly cursing in shame and anger:

"Terrible, scum, pest."

"Wait, you're the one who asked me to help you apply sunscreen."

Who will start with the feet?

"Then, shall we start with the legs?" Makoto Takahashi asked uncertainly.

"Is your barren head filled only with lewd thoughts?"

Uesugi Maya sat up, kicked him in the chest again, and then turned her back: "I'll apply it myself where my hands can reach, only my back needs help."

"It's clearly your fault for not explaining things clearly."

Makoto Takahashi moved closer to her from behind, his hands gently touching her smooth back skin, sliding down her sexy curves to her waist; the soft skin was irresistible.

Where he couldn't see, Uesugi Maya gritted her teeth, suppressing the shameful "gurgling" sound.

"Eek...is it not done yet?" she suddenly asked.

"Maya, you don't seem to be used to physical contact?"

"You're so annoying, get lost."

Uesugi Maya quickly rolled over, kicked him away, stood up from the beach mat, and walked towards the villa not far away: "I'm going back to get a coat."

“My lunch—” Takahashi asked.

"Okay, I'll check the food in the fridge while I'm at it." Uesugi Maya waved her hand dismissively to the person behind her.

Although he hadn't finished applying sunscreen, since he had already received his payment, Makoto Takahashi generously let bygones be bygones about being kicked a few times.

When bathing a cat, you're bound to get scratched, especially by cats with bad tempers; there's nothing you can do about it.

He turned his helpless gaze to Shiraishi Junka, who had been looking at him with envy, sitting on the beach chair next to him. After their eyes met, she immediately showed a wronged expression.

"Cheng, I want to apply it all over my body."

"No matter what, it's impossible to use the whole body," Takahashi Makoto firmly refused.

"Do you really like legs?"

No. That's not true.

“Let’s start from the back.”

Shiraishi Junka got up and walked to Takahashi Makoto. With her back to him, she sat on the beach mat in a duck-like position, brushing aside her long black hair with both hands to reveal the back of her neck and her completely exposed back.

"It's okay if you accidentally slip up."

"I won't slip my hand."

"The sunscreen was slippery, that was an accident."

She was clever and quickly found a way to dispel Takahashi Makoto's psychological barrier from Uesugi Maya's words: "I want to protect my legs, so I'll apply more."

......

Amidst the sound of the rolling waves, the summer sun at the beach grew even stronger.

After taking a quick cold shower in the villa, checking the ingredients in the refrigerator, and deciding on the menu for lunch, Uesugi Maya returned to the shade cast by the parasol, wearing a light white sun-protective jacket.

Junka Shiraishi was lying boldly and without any precautions on the beach mat.

She covered her eyes with one hand and placed the other on her abdomen. Her fair and delicate skin was covered with a thick layer of sunscreen, and she seemed to be dizzy from the sun and her breathing was uneven.

Makoto Takahashi sat next to Junka Shiraishi, eating small pieces of fruit with bamboo skewers. His clearly defined upper body muscles were covered in sand, making it look like he had applied sunscreen and rolled around on the beach.

The strange composition made Uesugi Maya feel a little uncomfortable. She glanced at the beach mat again and realized that there was nowhere to sit.

Sunscreen was spilled everywhere, causing several strands of Shiraishi Junka's beautiful long black hair to stick together, making her look somewhat disheveled. Her full breasts rose and fell with her long, slow breaths.

"What's going on?" Uesugi Maya kicked Takahashi Makoto.

"I accidentally spilled it when I was applying Pure Cod back cream."

Makoto Takahashi watched the two playing volleyball on the beach, his feelings complicated: "The distance to the ideal is indeed very far."

He simply applied sunscreen as usual, but Shiraishi Junka was anything but ordinary; her reaction was even more intense than Uesugi Maya's, not to mention she would personally teach him how to apply it.

"Speaking of ideals, I have a question."

Uesugi Maya hadn't given up on cultivating Takahashi Makoto's literary skills. She crossed her arms and said in a serious tone, "If the necessary condition for achieving an ideal family is that you have to control one of them in a terrible way, what would you do?"

Makoto Takahashi glanced at her long, straight legs and admired them openly: "Mayo, someone might beat Sachi before you do."

"Impossible." Maya Uesugi showed a confident expression.

"Speaking of which, I feel like you've been making more expressions lately. You don't always have a cold face, and you don't just move your eyelids."

"Perhaps it's because I have no connection with the Uesugi family anymore."

"so."

"I feel much more relaxed."

In the shadows cast by the sea breeze, Maya Uesugi stood with her arms crossed next to Makoto Takahashi, chatting with him. In the shadows behind them, Junko Shiraishi was still in a daze.

Not far ahead, under the bright sunlight, Nekoya Hina and Hanakawa Kaori were playing beach volleyball, with the former once again being shut out by the latter.

After a while, Hina Nekoya and Kaori Hanakawa, who had been playing for a while, slowly walked over.

The former wore a simple white bikini, while the latter wore a one-piece swimsuit. Both women had healthy-looking skin and similarly small breasts.

"Acheng, when did you get such a great physique?"

Hina Nekoya sat down next to Makoto Takahashi without any hesitation, and reached out to pinch the muscles in his arms and back: "Wow! So firm!"

"Hina-nee, don't make that lewd face."

Hanakawa Kaori tossed the volleyball aside, stole a few glances at Takahashi Makoto, and then sat down on a beach chair: "Brother, after the live video was released last night, a lot of people confessed their love to you in the comments section of the band's account."

"That kind of thing is fine no matter what."

Makoto Takahashi finished the last piece of fruit, stood up, and brushed the sand off his body: "Right now, all I want to do is go on a date with my girlfriend."

As for the reason why I can't wait to go on a date, it's nothing special.

Chapter 106 A First Date Is Inevitably Awkward