Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

"Phew, ha, ha, ha! Sorry, sorry! Too much momentum!

Julius, who came up from the sea with Mr. Ashley, laughed in the same way, with his hands on his hips and his chest stretched. It is an attitude in which words and actions are not as if they were in agreement and I do not think I am sincerely apologetic, no matter how I look at them.

Scratch up strawberry blonde hair peppered by inhaling sea water with both hands, squeezing the gu, and water. And then the dog that fell into the water shook his head in a blurry fashion to do so, and then flew the water.

"Well forgive me! No more offense! Anyway, Ashley finally crawled out of the hole! How can you not be happy with this!

It is precisely a behavior as if "grandeur" took the form of a person.

Julius, your swimsuit is the smallest thing I've ever seen. Some are as young and small as Hanu, but even if you look out for it, it should be noted that his swimsuit has too little fabric area.

Yes, it's called "boomerang pants."

Julius, the sunlight yellow swimsuit to match your Photon Blood was sparkling for some reason, though it was also laminated. Honestly, it's too flashy and loud in my eyes.

"Julius, someone named you......!

All over her body this wet Mr. Ashley roars in a low, suppressed voice. He also lost his sunglasses because of the jump in earlier. The rugged eyes of the vegetarian are resenting you, Julius.

I guess it's because I ran into the sea water with too much turbulent momentum. The red-gold hair, which had been properly set, was also greatly disturbed, and the hair was bulky.

"Damn, I said I wasn't willing to go into the ocean......!

Dropping his butterflies and complaining, Mr. Ashley strokes his hair mess with both hands. The rush guard I was wearing seemed to be waterproof material, but there's nothing I can do about it that just soaked my whole body in soaking water. Rather, it had been adsorbed by water that had entered the gap with the skin, causing Mr. Ashley's body line to rise perfectly.

"What, didn't you properly apologize for the rest? Forgive me, Ashley."

Blatant Julius, you raise one hand staggeringly, laughing off Mr. Ashley's grudges in a really mild condition.

But Mr. Ashley, in a state of anger and angst, erupted into this.

"Apologizing won't mean you can do anything! You are no longer a child, so learn to be self-restrained!

He yelled at me for the momentum of flying angular bubbles, and Julius said, 'Oh, whoa...!' and get up. He didn't think the boulder would piss him off so far. The facial expression began to mix with confusing ingredients.

Did one yell clear up some depression, Mr. Ashley, huh, and one sigh.

"This is why I didn't want to come out. It's too much to say that now is a good time to rest your body anyway, but the pinnacle of stupidity such as everyone playing at sea...... but your feelings are too loose. I can't believe that Victoria, on the contrary, even Karel is entertained...!

As he spilled his stupidity in a small voice, he laid his hands on the zipper of the rushguard and began to lower it. I guess it was wet with water and disgusting. Opening in front of the rush guard, Ms. Ashley began to take off her wet jacket in a very natural motion.

It was the same orange swimsuit as the rushguard that was scratched and dewy.

The top is definitely a tube top, the type with no shoulder straps. The fabric is twisted around the center of the chest and has a shape reminiscent of 'Mebius' somewhere. Bottoms are average, shorts with ribbons on the sides.

What can I say? It's a very normal bathing suit for what I've been hiding.

However, I don't know - although I feel slightly more exposed to the narrow width of the tube top for Mr. Ashley.

Or, personally, I thought to myself that Mr. Ashley would be a one-piece type, so this is quite an unexpected design.

…… Beowulf, anything?

It must be because I saw something unusual. I was unconsciously staring at Ashley. [M] I noticed this gaze. Mr. Ashley looked suspicious.

"- Huh...!?

Soon, he noticed his breakdown. He rushes to hide his chest with the rush guard he was trying to squeeze in his hand and screams with a bright red face.

"- What are you looking at!? Don't look at this one with your nasty eyes!

"Oh, what!?

- No, it wasn't Mr. Ashley's own decision to start taking off the rush guard there!?

I don't know, but pointing that out straight, I rather feel sorry for Mr. Ashley, and I get stuck in words.

But my cousin couldn't have cared less. [M]

"- Oh, my God? Oh, my God? Ashley, you look pretty good in your bathing suit, don't you? Hmm? I've been thinking about you, but you're surprisingly bold, aren't you? I thought you were paid for that fancy swimsuit around here?

Niyanya and the laughing little devil (Flim) ran to mess with Mr. Ashley as soon as possible. What you do with your eyes narrowed and your mouth semi-covered with your hands is really nasty to the point.

To Flim's teasing, but serious Mr. Ashley argues desperately.

"Oh, don't say anything crazy! The only color that is flashy is referencing my Photon Blood, and this color is not by my personality! So is the design!

"Hmm, heh, yeah."

Flim, who hammers with a bar reading, looks as if that's how Mr. Ashley works out is the sweet dew. I don't have half an aura of bullies.

"Wow, I had my own bathing suit in the first place! And yet it's disappeared from storage for some reason, and so I really wanted to be caged in my room, but I couldn't help but because Captain Victoria invited me straight away -!"

Mr. Ashley, stained bright red from the tip of his ear to the area around his clavicle, was almost teary-eyed already. He's usually a strong, pitiful Mr. Ashley, but is he also losing his mental defense in proportion to the degree to which he's not dressed? It's like a little girl.

Or when it gets this far, it is a complete figment, both subjectively and objectively.

"Um, Flim, already around that..."

"What? It's a little unusual for Ashley to be so weak... but you can't help it. It's depressing even if it's too much to be held in the roots later, maybe I'll make it this way."

Seeing as an opportunity for Flim to conquer the spear with my restraint, Mr. Villey and Mr. Zelda also gave Mr. Ashley a helping boat.

Mr. Villey hurriedly walked over to Mr. Ashley,

"I was already asking because... you're not feeling well, but that's what you really did. You didn't have to lie to me. Bad boy, Ashley."

If you gently take the rushguard out of Mr. Ashley's hand, I'll spread it out, cut the water, and sprinkle it on her shoulder, Mr. Villey. In a natural motion as it was, I began to stroke Mr. Ashley's head to mercy.

"Vi, Dear Victoria......!? Yes, no, I'm such a...... it's true that I wasn't feeling great! I didn't mean to lie to you... no, I'm sorry... oh, uh, by the way, Dear Victoria...? Well, I'm glad you're feeling it, but, hey, the human eye..."

Looking from the side, there was a pet lover, and Mr. Villey had Ashley's head. At first it was Mr. Ashley, who was aware of his own rudeness and apologized for it, but it was the end of the day when Mr. Villey eventually turned his face bright red and shy for a different reason than he had just done.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Beo. Now Ashley has been hit by the skin tone of the captain and vice captain, or it seems that Explore is in too unexpected a situation in the first place, which makes her nervous. He's usually a big, smart kid."

Ha-ha-ha, Zelda laughs at the potent weather, but she follows Ashley with great momentum because it's about her.

"Rest a little longer and we'll recover, so leave it to ourselves, Mr. Beo, and the rest of you to go out and play."

"Oh, so, but..."

I wonder what it would be like to stay free on a boulder like this... Mr. Zelda gave himself up to me like that and whispered in a whisper.

"... To be honest, I think it would be quicker for Ashley to get back on her feet without Beo and the others. As you know, Ashley has something to look forward to. It's faster to recover from emotional instability than to surround yourself alone."

…………

I find myself convinced by the weird language that tickles my ears. It's like Mr. Ashley's been wearing armor to his heart since we first met. He will also have the faculty of being an executive of The Knights of Pale Red Flames.

When I turned my gaze over there, Julius, who tacked on Mr. Ashley earlier, approached her and said, "Whoa, are you okay, Ashley, don't worry, you look great in your bathing suit. The rest is getting grumpy," he said of something that seemed to follow and salt into the wound. Regardless, Mr. Ashley looks like a plain shock.

- At times like this, I knew it would be better to be comforted by all my people...

If I were Mr. Ashley, I'd be happier that way - thinking,

"... ok. Then we'll take it off. Tell Mr. Villey I'll see you later."

I whispered back to Zelda. [M] Then Mr. Zelda smiles like a cat in the sun.

"Copy that. Thank you for your concern, Beo."

Brightly colored Persian blue eyes winked, plainly closing one eye.

When Mr. Zelda leaves at the same speed as he did when he approached me suddenly, this time I turn to the flim next door and pound my ear.

"Uh, Mr. Zelda said we should go somewhere within the moment. That would be faster for Ashley to get back on her feet."

"Humph."

Flim snorts at me for passing on information. Then I reoriented my body, hey, and I asked him.

――

I thought it was Flim's turn to pound his ear next, and I heard him.

"... Hart, that's fine. Are you okay?

"? What?

I accidentally listened back with vegetables to an unintelligible question. Then Flim placed slightly between the

"... no, 'cause earlier, Mr. Zelda was stuck to you perfectly, wasn't he? You certainly couldn't have skinned with a girl other than Princess Xiaolong, could you? And yet you look fine... I thought it was really okay."

"... ah..."

It's the first time I've noticed it since they told me.

That's certainly true if you ask me that. It was such a whisper, but still a distance to hear what you were saying. Besides, me and her swimsuits are one another. Each other's skin must have been so stuck without any more.

But what I haven't thought about until now is that she honors super-fast combat manoeuvres with "Storm Ryder."

I didn't even realize I was in contact with him so quickly, so early, and so light. If this were in battle, I might have been forced back to heaven with a stab in Mr. Zelda's estock in my heart.

- No, that's not "maybe."

"- Ah!? Hey, Hart!?

I wish you hadn't said anything else.

Thanks to Flim, I realized that I had been in contact with a woman's skin until just now, and I instantly turned it into a boiled octopus.

- Either that or it felt like I was being snagged by a cat...!

Mr. Zelda's swimsuit flashes back in his brain. Denim rock design is like a speed fighter, the true opposite of abundance - a smooth limb. Sleek limbs painted a beautiful curve that made them feel supple. As for the leopard, however, the shape seems to give top priority only to moving at high speeds.

But if I recall, women are women, even in such a combative and pioneering flesh. The obvious but soft part is firm and soft, with a slight feeling and warmth that lingers on the skin -

"Oh, no..."

Kurakuri, I'm getting dizzy. I fell back and forth unconscious and fell straight off my knees.

I didn't.

And a big, elastic thing appeared before my body, and I was spared the fall in the form of a hug to it.

"Are you all right, Mr. Rug?

Elastic, Mr. Rosé's voice from somewhere beyond the hingy feel. When I opened my eyes, I found out that it was a floating bag of swollen dolphins who took me.

You thought you'd do me extra damage if you took it. [M] Mr. Rosé had successfully pinched the dolphin float bag and had cushioned the shock in many ways.

"Hmm... I thought you were getting used to it a little bit, but it seemed like you were overthinking it..."

Ha, and Hanu's sigh from the bottom. Apparently, the interaction with Mr. Zelda earlier had been witnessed perfectly by everyone.

"Ugh... sorry..."

Apologizing as I'm saddened by my impudence,

"No, that's all Mr. Zelda and I haven't passed out even after I realized it, so I'm moving forward, albeit slightly. Don't be depressed."

Mr. Rosé gave me pale, but gentle words. Hannu also gently banged his hand on this,

"Oh, sure, if you ask me. Thinking about it, isn't it a great deal of progress, Rato? Good."

Hannu laughs happily, thanks to her one step closer to her ambition to take a bath with me.

"Oh, thanks......?

I don't know if I'm in the right place to thank you, but I'll say thank you because I seem to be getting compliments for once.

"Not at all - your lack of immunity to girls is a bit of a disease level, isn't it? How did this happen when you grew up with Atashi?

…………

I thought it might be because I grew up with a scary sister, but I won't put it in my mouth.

"Look, Hart, can you walk? Hey, you need a hand?

Nevertheless, this irrational self-proclaimed "sister" can only be oddly gentle at times like this. So I decided not to hesitate to sweeten it. [M]

"Yeah, thanks, Flim..."

Thus I left the scene, sandwiched and supported by Flim's shoulder and a dolphin float bag.

It should be noted that leisure time has begun when Hannu can't wait until I recover enough to swim.