Just under two hours after setting off.
While everyone was eating snacks, chatting, or taking naps...
“Everyone, we're here!”
I noticed the car stopping at Neika's voice.
We got out of the car one by one, feeling the sea breeze and the outside air for the first time in two hours.
Ugh, it's bright. The sunlight is pouring down intensely.
I let my eyes adjust to the glare and slowly opened them.
And there—
“W... Whoa, a mansion?!”
“More like a villa, Neika-chan said. We'll change and eat here.”
A villa... this is a villa?
A garden big enough to hold a party for twenty or thirty people with ease.
An interior designed not just as a base, but for everyone to stay overnight.
Stairs leading down to the beach from the terrace.
And of course, an ocean view from the living room.
“This is... amazing.”
“Yeah, I've never seen a villa like this before.”
Rion and Liza-san were looking around, clearly surprised as well.
The Jūmonji family is truly something else.
“Alright then, let's split up into boys and girls to change. It's only past 9:00, so we're going to play as much as we can!”
“Hell yeah! The sea is calling me! Woooooooooooo!!”
Ryūya and Neika entered separate rooms in high spirits.
I’d taken a nap during the trip and wasn't tired, so I guess I'll change too.
“Well, Akito. See you later.”
“Yeah.”
When we entered the room for the boys, Ryūya, who had gone in first, was already changed.
“You... what is that...?”
“How do you like them?! These cool trunks!”
Calling them 'cool' is certainly one way to put it...
“Those are boomerang pants.”
“You bet! This is what a real man wears!”
What world line is this 'man' from?
And stop doing those weird poses.
However, since he's tall and has decent muscle, they strangely suit him. Still, doesn't this guy feel any shame?
I was a bit disheartened to see a guy in boomerang pants right at the start... but anyway, let's change.
I took my trunks out of my bag, stripped down, and put them on.
They're simple black surf pants. Nothing special about them, but I've been using them for years.
“You're as jacked as ever. Whoa, is there a tiny Jeep on your shoulders?!”
“Stop it, that's embarrassing. Well, I do train, so this much is expected.”
I looked in the room's mirror.
My muscles were evenly developed all over, with absolutely no wasted fat. That said, I wasn't shredded like a bodybuilder.
It was more like having solid muscle with a thin layer of fat over it.
“That's not the body of a high schooler, no matter how you look at it. Whoa, do you use those powerful arms to pin down Kuonji?!”
“I'm seriously going to get mad at you, man.”
“Sowwy.”
You're not sorry at all.
Well, Ryūya has always been this way, so I'm not going to let it bother me now.
“Besides, I've decided to protect Riran. I would never do anything to hurt her.”
“Akito, I think it's cool that you can say that so naturally, but aren't you embarrassed?”
“What's embarrassing about wanting to protect the woman I love?”
In this day and age, saying things about 'men' and 'women' might be outdated.
But the desire to protect the woman you love is a natural urge for a man. Don't you think so?
“Ah— alright, alright. I get it. I perfectly understand how much you love Kuonji.”
“As long as you understand.”
“Sheesh... I'd love to show the Akito from a while back what he looks like now. Totally head over heels for his natural enemy.”
Even if you showed my past self, he'd probably just scoff and laugh it off.
“Alright, let's hit the beach ahead of them. The sea is calling us! Hey hey hey!”
Ryūya grabbed a swim ring and a snorkel he had inflated at some point and jumped out through the external stairs attached to the room.
I'm ready too.
Now, let's go. To the midsummer beach where the beauties in swimsuits await!