We swam and played in the sea for an hour or two.
It felt like we cramd all of this year’s water fun into today.
There was an incident where the Class President blushed at the sight of my body, but that was entirely due to her lack of immunity to n’s physiques.
Others reacted with awe at my body, like “Wow! Ryuji! You’re in great shape!” making the Class President mutter,“… Am I the weird one?“
The tanned foreign ghost floating behind Ryuji comnted embarrassingly, “It’s like a body sculpted by the gods.”
Back on shore, we sat around the parasol, enjoying the cool sea breeze.
“Ah~ This is nice~”
“The sea in Japan is definitely nice.”
Hearing Sasha’s words, Yaguchi tilted her head and asked,
“Is the sea in Russia different?”
Sasha nodded and replied,
“Vladivostok, where I was born, is a port city, a rare ice-free port in Russia. But unlike here, the water temperature is extrely low, so jumping into the sea like we do here is unthinkable back ho.”
“Ah…”
Yaguchi looked enlightened after hearing her explanation.
Indeed, the image of the sea varied depending on where one was born.
Then Ryuji, who was drinking water, said,
“Isn’t it about ti for Satoru to co back?”
“Now that you ntion it, why isn’t he back yet?”
He had been gone for hours, despite not planning to hunt for girls all day.
Just as we started to worry about Satoru,
“Hey guys~!”
Satoru’s voice could be heard from afar.
I turned my head, annoyed at having worried for nothing, and blinked in disbelief at the sight.
Beside Satoru were three won who appeared to be adults.
Wondering how this happened, I looked at him, and he winked with a smile.
It seed like he was sending a signal.
I asked Ryuji, who was beside ,
“Did you talk about sothing with him?”
“No?”
Ryuji seed as clueless as I was.
Then, Satoru, who had arrived at the parasol where we were resting, spoke in an ingratiating voice.
“Ladies! These guys are my friends!”
“Oh my, they are all handso.”
“They look even better in person.”
“Look at those bulging muscles.”
We thanked them for their unexpected complints, all the while wondering what was going on as we looked at Satoru.
Then Satoru approached us with a smile and spoke in a low voice.
“Guys, help out. It took hours to charm these ladies, and they said they’d hang out with other people if the numbers didn’t match.”
“Now? At this ti?”
The looks from the other kids resting under the parasol were ominous.
No matter how I thought about it, this was a poisoned chalice.
But Satoru was desperate in his own way.
“I want to make unforgettable mories this sumr too! Please, help !”
Ryuji and my eyes t montarily.
‘What should we do?’
‘It seems best to help him for now.’
‘But what about the girls?’
‘Maybe we can explain the situation well?’
Ryuji and I, having agreed on that, asked Satoru and the three female college students to wait a mont, then went to explain the situation to the won resting under the parasol.
As expected, the mood among the won turned cold.
“Huh. Ryu-chan wants to leave us and play with those girls?”
“Kim Yu-seong, I’m disappointed. I can’t believe you’d say that so boldly.”
“If you didn’t want to play with us, you should have just said so. We would have left on our own.”
“Sigh, I’m so disappointed. I thought you weren’t that kind of person.”
“Ryuji, can we have a ‘talk’ for a mont?”
As expected, the public opinion was not good.
Of course, this would happen if guys who were having fun together suddenly said they wanted to go play with girls.
We concluded that there was nothing we could do.
‘Sorry, Satoru.’
I wanted to help him with his love life, but the situation was just too bad.
“Ah, sorry. It seems difficult to act separately since we have a group we ca with.”
“Sorry. Let’s definitely hang out next ti we et.”
“Eh? Hey! Wait a minute!”
Satoru looked at us with a panicked expression, but the bus had long since left.
The female college students Satoru had barely succeeded in picking up exchanged glances and cast a “what a scene” look before leaving without looking back.
With his last hope crushed, Satoru lay face down on the sandy beach and wailed.
“Did you have to reject all of them to feel satisfied?!”
Sorry, Satoru.
Let’s just go out as three guys next ti.
Thanks to quickly cutting ties with Satoru, we were able to recover our tarnished reputation.
Of course, Satoru was upset as a result, but he was a good guy, so he’d get over it quickly once we apologized.
After lightly washing off the salt and sand in the shower room, we gathered again in front of the beach house.
“What should we do now?”
Hearing Karen’s words, the Class President checked the ti on his phone.
“It’s 4:30 PM now, and as far as I know, a swimsuit contest will start at 5 PM on a special stage at the beach.”
“Oh, the competition that the owner ntioned earlier?”
“If we don’t have anything else to do, shall we watch that?”
When the Class President suggested this while looking at our group, we all agreed without hesitation.
We had played hard for a few hours, so now we just wanted to sit back and relax.
We followed the Class President to a special stage set up in a corner of the beach.
Perhaps because the swimsuit contest was starting at 5 p.m., the area around the stage was already bustling with people.
Well, such local events were also a fun part of travel.
The first prize of 100,000 yen was not a small amount either.
We found a reasonably empty spot and sat down in a row.
Since the contest hadn’t started yet, people who looked like stage staff were busily running around the stage, carrying various items.
Eventually, as the empty seats in front of the stage began to fill up and the shouting of the stage staff subsided, a man in an Aloha shirt and black sunglasses stepped onto the stage and exclaid.
“Yes~! Thank you for waiting! The famous Onjoku Beach event! The 17-year tradition! The Onjoku Swimsuit Contest starts right nooooow!!”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
As soon as the MC finished speaking, fireworks shot up from the stage.
This spectacle made even those passing by stop and look.
“I’m the MC for this event, Genin Saruyama. As sumr ripens, I hope you all enjoy and take pleasure in this contest.”
The skilled MC smoothly ran the show and then gave a basic explanation of the contest.
“Participants are basically all in swimsuits, and in the preliminaries, each person has about three minutes to appeal to their charm. We’ll narrow down the finalists based on the live audience’s response and the judges’ evaluations, then conduct interviews and ultimately select the winner through a popularity vote!”
Quite a unique rule set for a contest with a 17-year tradition.
It was interesting that the audience’s reaction was more important than the judges’ scores.
Well, at least with these rules, there wouldn’t be any accusations of rigging.
“Now, all participants, please co up on stage!”
Following the MC’s instructions, the swimsuit contest participants waiting behind the stage began to appear one by one.
Surprisingly, they didn’t separate the n’s and won’s categories but instead lumped everyone together.
Even Satoru, who had been gloomy all day due to his failed hunting, brightened up significantly at the sight of the beauties in swimsuits.
‘Won’t all the n’s votes go to the female participants?’
Well, the organizers must have their reasons for making it a mixed-gender contest.
As we were observing the participants who ca up on stage…
“Now, at this mont! We’ll accept participants from the audience!”
At that, the audience began to stir.
No one had expected additional participants to be accepted at this ti.
Karen crossed her arms and muttered in disbelief.
“Who would participate in sothing like that?”
The Class President next to her chid in.
“Exactly.”
The MC, now down from the stage, walked around facing the audience.
“Does anyone want to participate? We’re also accepting recomndations!”
The audience watched this with interest.
But no one stepped forward directly.
Well, unless soone really craved attention, no one would participate when all eyes were on them.
That was what I thought when…
Suddenly, Sasha, next to , raised her hand.
The MC didn’t miss that gesture.
“Yes! The foreign beauty over there!”
He imdiately walked over and held out the microphone to Sasha.
“Are you planning to participate in the contest?”
Then Sasha shook her head and said,
“Not ; I’m nominating this man.”
And her finger was pointing at .
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