SCPK 40

Chapter 40 

 Underclassmen and the Pool (Part 2)

“Anyway! When are you going to take off that parka already?”

“W–Wait, Umika!”

Sera suddenly threw her arms around Tsukiyo, swiftly unzipped the parka, and yanked it off in one motion.

What appeared in my field of vision was a white bikini that gleamed like sunlight. From head to toe, Tsukiyo’s figure was flawless.
Sera’s got a great body too, but Tsukiyo was on another level entirely.
The way she bashfully tried to cover her chest only made her look even cuter. Crap—our eyes just met.

“Hey, senpai, what do you think of Tsukiyo’s swimsuit? You should get a closer look!”
“I–I really don’t know where to look right now, so maybe not!”
“This is actually the first time she’s picked a bikini type. Wonder why~?”
“Kinori, you too!? Oh, come on!”

“Kinori, let’s go in the pool already!”
“Okay.”

Urihara took off her parka as well and entered the pool.
She was wearing a one-piece swimsuit—modest and perfectly suited to her quiet personality.
Petite as she was, it fit her really well.
Sera and Urihara went ahead, leaving just me and Tsukiyo behind.
We sat side by side on the blue tarp.

Now that I think about it, this might be the first time I’ve seen so much of Tsukiyo’s bare skin.
When we went to the beach in July, she’d worn something with a lot more coverage.

After that shocking reveal, I didn’t know what to say. Uhh… right.

“So, it’s your first time wearing a bikini? I guess that’s kind of rare, huh?”
“Eh?”
“Ah—sorry, that came out weird.”

Tsukiyo giggled softly, brushing aside her silky, wind-tossed chestnut hair.

“I’ve just never been good with guys staring at me. They always stare at all sorts of places, and, well… I’m not as carefree as Umika.”

That well-developed chest, her slim waist, those soft-looking thighs… And again, my eyes met hers. She’s seriously, really cute.

“Where exactly are you looking, Taiyō-san?”
“Sorry!”
“You always tease me for eating so much, but I do actually watch what I eat, you know?”

For someone who eats that much, how does she still manage to keep a figure like that? Where does all that food even go?

“You still haven’t answered me…”
“Huh? Answered what?”

Facing forward, Tsukiyo’s cheeks turned pink.
Her fair skin was flawless, without a single mark—and that gentle blush stood out vividly.
My gaze kept bouncing toward her chest despite my best efforts.
Is it normal for a fifteen-year-old to have a figure like this…?

“What do you think of my swimsuit?”

Back on our summer date, Tsukiyo had been breathtaking in her yukata—elegant and adorable all at once.
But this time… it was something different.
Something I could only feel from this Tsukiyo.
So I answered honestly.

“It really suits you—it brings out your personality. You look… incredibly charming.”
“…Hehe.”

Maybe that was too weak, but I didn’t want to just call her “pretty” or “cute.”
Tsukiyo lowered her gaze, smiling faintly.
If she really did like me… maybe I should’ve patted her head or something.
Silence settled between us.

“Tsukiyo! Come on, let’s go to the lazy river!”
“Ah, okay!”
“Go on ahead. I’ll stay here and read for a bit.”

Someone had to watch the bags, after all.
Besides, to be honest… sitting here watching a bunch of beautiful girls might just be the better deal.