I, Kousaka Kyousuke, the Knight of the Helping Table

It was not until Kyosuke and the other two had almost packed up their things that the large group led by Yukino finally arrived.

"Brother! Komachi also helped~"

When Komachi saw Hachiman, she immediately ran to her brother to show off her achievements.

"Really? Komachi is the best!"

Hachiman tried to lift her up, but Komachi dodged it deftly. So the two siblings started playing hide-and-seek on the beach.

"This seat is pretty good. It's a good thing you guys managed to get it."

Zaimokuza stood under the parasol and looked out at the sea. Just walking such a short distance made him sweat profusely. He quickly found a lounge chair under the parasol, sat down and let out a long sigh.

“So comfortable...”

Zaimokuza closed his eyes, feeling the coolness of the sea breeze blowing across his body.

"Is it my illusion? Why does it seem like everyone is looking at us strangely?"

The looks from all around made Miura feel a little uncomfortable, and her unintentional words made Kyosuke and the other two freeze in expression.

"I...it must be because Yumiko-nee-san is so beautiful that she attracted everyone's attention. Don't you think so? Big brother with glasses."

Komachi quickly thought of a solution and winked at Kyosuke.

"Yes...yes. Miura, you look really beautiful today."

Although Kyosuke's expression was a bit exaggerated, he admitted in his heart that the swimsuit Miura wore today was indeed very beautiful. Her golden hair and the black bikini with gold edges that highlighted her figure made her look particularly seductive, especially the translucent white gauze skirt she had wrapped around her lower body, giving people a hazy feeling.

"No way..." Miura was delighted to hear Kyosuke's praise, but she still blushed and acted like a little girl, and immediately forgot her strange attitude towards the people around her.

"Everything I said is true."

"Where is it..."

Miura patted Kyosuke on the shoulder shyly, but the smug smile on her face showed that it was not what she said at all.

"what is this?"

Hachiman noticed the sign that Kyosuke had thrown aside. He turned it over curiously and his eyes widened when he saw what was written on it.

"Nothing, this is the sign that Nabo wrote when he was reserving his seat just now."

Kyousuke covered the ground with his hand before Hachiman could turn the sign completely right side up, sweeping it directly under the blanket.

If you dare to talk nonsense, I will make you pay.

Kyosuke's eyes expressed this meaning very clearly. Under the murderous intent in Kyosuke's eyes, Hachiman could only nod and obey the evil forces.

Chapter 31 Yui: Not hitting watermelons at the beach is like a boyfriend and girlfriend not kissing

Okay, you city people know how to have fun. I, Hikigaya Hachiman, admire you.

Hachiman gave Kyosuke a middle finger where no one else could see, and Kyosuke gestured goodbye to Hachiman in return.

"Ok?"

Seeing the exchange between the two boys, Yukino recalled the strange interaction between Kyosuke and Komachi. All signs indicated that her cheap brother was hiding something from her again. So Yukino secretly kept a secret in her heart, but she did not expose Kyosuke's trick on the spot, but planned to settle the accounts together at the end of this trip.

"Now that everyone is here, what should we do? We don't necessarily have to sit on the beach all day, right? There's no need to go so far just to sunbathe."

Miura, on his part, completely ignored Kyosuke's little trick and asked his own questions to everyone.

"Hmm... this one..."

The old members of the Service Club remained silent after hearing what Miura said. For these non-current members, they had no idea what to do at the beach. Kyousuke, Hachiman and Yukino, the three big members of the Service Club, had never been invited to the beach with friends. Although they had come with their families, they basically just played with sand or swam alone, which was not very suitable for friends.

After a brief silence, Yui saw that no one else spoke, so she raised her hand and jumped up and down excitedly and said to the others: "I! I! I'll say it!"

"What do you suggest?"

"Swimming! Beach volleyball! Hitting watermelons!"

"The first few are good, but the last one is a pass."

Kyosuke directly rejected Yui's last suggestion. He hated this kind of waste of food.

"Hey? Why?"

Yui blew air at Kyosuke unwillingly to express her dissatisfaction. Playing watermelon with her friends at the beach was an activity she had been looking forward to for a long time.

"What a waste, and we didn't even bring any watermelon."

Kyosuke doesn't care about Yui's Japanese obsession with hitting watermelons. Although he thought the activity of hitting watermelons was indeed very interesting when he watched anime before, when he thought about the price of watermelons in Japan, the frugal Kyosuke would never allow anyone to do such a blasphemy to food in front of him.

"Then go buy it."

"It's such a waste. Do you not understand Japanese or what?"

It was the first time that Kyosuke saw Yui so persistent and difficult to communicate with. It seemed that this girl was arguing with him about the watermelon.

"Xiao Jingmo is really boring. Don't you know how interesting watermelon hitting is?" Yui saw that Kyosuke didn't fall for her coquetry, so she changed her strategy and began to use Amway to describe to Kyosuke the wonderfulness of watermelon hitting: "In the dark, you can only grope forward under the instructions of your friends. After carefully coming to a round object, you don't hesitate to use the wooden stick in your hand to hit it hard under the instructions of your teammates. The bright red juice bursts out with a crisp sound and splashes on your face. There is even red fine pulp on your body. Isn't it exciting to think about such a scene?"

"After hearing what you said, I don't want to fight anymore! Are you hitting a watermelon or a human head? The whole picture is wrong, right? Are you a hidden Cultivator?"

"Is that something delicious?"

Yui tilted her head curiously, obviously she didn't know about Cthulhu mythology.

"Yes, that's the Octopus Cult that yearns for seafood, and has an endless supply of takoyaki."

Kyosuke explained to the little foodie in an unpleasant manner.

"Hmm... sounds great..."

Yui's saliva dropped after hearing Kyosuke's description.

"It seems that you are hungry, Yui, why don't we go buy some food first. Then we can discuss what to play while eating. Anyway, we are staying here tonight and there is no need to rush back. There is still plenty of time. I will buy you what you want to eat."

Miura checked the time and found that it was already past 11 o'clock. Taking advantage of the meal time, she interrupted the argument between Kyousuke and Yui.

"Let us boys go buy it, you girls can rest here. You must be very tired after taking the bus here so early in the morning." Hachiman said as he climbed up from the folding chair and kicked Zaimokuza who was lying there. "Fatty, get up and work."

"I'm sorry, Hachiman. I'm already exhausted now, so just assume that I have the disease that makes me unable to leave this couch."

Zaimokuza picked up the towel covering his face and looked at Hachiman with an apologetic look. The other party showed some signs of heatstroke, so Hachiman was not in a position to give any more orders and could only blame his bad luck.

"I'll go too. What do you want to eat? I'll write it down."

Kyousuke pulled a notebook out of his bag and began to write.

“Yakisoba and takoyaki.”

Fatty, why are you eating so much greasy food when you’re about to get heatstroke?

“Shaved ice.”

Mashu, ice alone is not enough for lunch. How about I bring you some other food later?

“Grilled corn and rice balls.”

"You guys who are going with me don't need to talk about it. Why don't you just ask the boss directly later?"

Kyousuke complained to Hachiman who ordered from him.

"Of course, you should hand the note to the store manager directly later. Otherwise, it will be very troublesome."

"watermelon."

"Miura, what do you want?"

Kyousuke ignored a certain seventeen-year-old elementary school student who had been raising his hand.

"It's all fine for me... The fried noodles are a bit greasy, but I won't get fat if I eat too much... I'd better give me two rice balls and shaved ice."

"watermelon."

"So what about Komachi-chan?"

"It'll be fine if Komachi wants the same thing as Chuunibyou-nii."

Hachiman looked at Komachi with some confusion: "Can you eat so much?"

"It's okay. I'll give you whatever you can't eat."

"Do you think I'm a trash can?" Hachiman rubbed Komachi's head twice in anger, "You should also consider your brother's feelings."

"Hehe, Onii-chan~"

Komachi hugged Hachiman's arm coquettishly, and those smart eyes immediately broke down Hachiman's psychological defenses, and he quickly agreed to Komachi's request.

"watermelon."

Yui was still there tirelessly asking for what she wanted, as if she came to the beach just for this. The swimming and beach volleyball that she had mentioned at the beginning had long been forgotten.

"How obsessed are you with watermelon?"

Kyosuke flicked Yui's forehead: "I will buy the watermelon, but you can only eat it normally, and never use it for fighting, understand?"

"……All right"

Seeing Kyosuke's serious expression, Yui could only pretend to be submissive temporarily and reach a consensus with the evil forces.

Once the watermelon is in my hands, I will have the final say.

The first thing I will do when I get back from shopping is to cut the watermelon.

The two men, who had ulterior motives, clapped their hands together to indicate that the deal was done.

Chapter 32 Scathach: A-choo, someone said something bad about me

Sea House.

"Boss! Three servings of fried noodles!"

"OK!!"

"Boss! Where's my grilled corn?"

"Wait a minute. Hey! Isn't this batch of corn finished roasting yet?"