<b>Pool Date 2</b>
ā€œIs that… Aisa orā€¦ā€
The meeting place was a wave pool that was mysteriously inspired by a sandy beach.
Even though it was supposed to be a break time and the pool area was clearing out, I saw some strange people surrounding a girl in the corner.
ā€œHeyā€”ā€
I approached Aisa, attempting to call out to her, when I noticed them.
ā€œHey, if you’re alone, why don’t you come hang out with us?ā€
ā€œYou’ve come all this way, you have to play a little!ā€
Two muscular, tanned men approached Aisa, frightening her. This is my first time seeing such a stereotypical pickup artist…
ā€œI’m waiting for… someone.ā€
ā€œIt’s not like the guy is late getting dressed, right?ā€
ā€œIf he’s not here, then he’s out there somewhere else having a good time.ā€
ā€œLiesā€¦ā€
Hey. I don’t know why you became so dead-eyed over the words of a pickup artist. You have too little faith in me.
If she could act the way she usually did, I’m sure she’d be fine…
ā€œCome on, let’s go.ā€
ā€œH-Hey! No!ā€
When the men reached for her, I was finally able to break through the crowd and call out to her.
ā€œHold on!ā€
ā€œKouki!ā€
I came running towards her, who had a smile, that made me nervous.
ā€œI’m sorry, she’s my girlfriend.ā€
Aisa’s eyes widened at the words that came out of my mouth.
The way she looked so shocked was heartbreaking, so please don’t do that to me again. My face is red and there’s a good chance that I’ve offended her.
I just want you to understand, it’s easier to talk about this kind of thing when I say it like this. Akito told me so.
ā€œTch… After seeing your face, I don’t even want to mess with you anymore.ā€
ā€œReally, don’t make me wait for such a pretty girl.ā€
The two guys didn’t seem to be the extreme type, and after I told them that, they simply backed off.
Good. There was nothing I could do if they pushed me any further.
ā€œI’m sorry I took so long.ā€
When I turned to Aisa again, she blushed and simply replied, ā€œNnnā€¦ā€.
Immediately, my eyes are drawn to her in her swimsuit.
It was the swimsuit I had chosen at the time, but I didn’t have time to look at it that closely. It looked as good as I imagined it would, but it was just too stimulating. I hadn’t even looked at the bottom part of the bikini when I had chosen it. It’s a lot more revealing than I expected…
ā€œWhat’s wrong…?ā€
ā€œNothing… it just looks good on you.ā€
I couldn’t say anything else.
ā€œIs that soā€¦ā€
Aisa blushed and turned her head away.
It was kind of… well, incredibly… cute, considering how she normally acts.
ā€œBut, it’s… a bit stimulatingā€¦ā€
ā€œYou didn’t have to say that!ā€
When I put into practice Manami’s advice to speak my mind honestly, she got angry. It’s not that easy…
ā€œCome on!怀We’ve come all this way, so let’s go!ā€
Aisa pulled my hand and walked away as if she had thought of something.
Though we encountered some trouble, I felt that things were a little less awkward than before.