The beach volleyball match between Range, Talc, Shiori, and Chika had suddenly begun. Shiori and Chika were struggling on the unfamiliar sandy beach.
"Yes! That’s four points!"
"Heh heh, things are going smoothly."
"Uh... haa... haa..."
"Uh, uhh... uh, haa..."
Range and Talc both looked pleased after scoring another point. In contrast, Shiori and Chika had yet to score a single point.
"Good luck, beautiful girls!"
"The real fight is far from over!"
"Don’t give up!"
"Go, go! Beautiful girls!"
In response to the situation, the n surrounding the court shouted words of encouragent at Shiori and Chika. However, their gazes on the two were lecherous. It was clear they weren’t simply cheering—they just wanted the match to last as long as possible so they could watch the two won playing volleyball for as long as they could.
"Phew... I really need to do sothing about this," Shiori said.
"Yeah... I don’t want to lose like this," Chika agreed.
Since they intended to lose in the end, they felt no anxiety about the possibility of defeat. Still, they didn’t want to lose in straight sets without scoring a single point. They spoke to each other while catching their breath and focused on the movents of Range and Talc.
"Heh heh... If you don’t fight back soon, we’ll win!"
As they watched, Range served.
"Ah! Hmph, Chika...!"
"Mmm...! Hmph, big sister."
Shiori moved to catch the ball flying straight toward her. Chika slowly tossed the ball upward with both hands, making it bounce. Chika’s large breasts interfered with receiving the serve, and because Shiori was taller with longer limbs, she was better suited for attacks. Their roles naturally divided that way. Up to this point, both had perford their tasks perfectly.
Then, the ball rose slowly into the air—normally a perfect target for an attack, but...
"Uh... uh, fuh...!"
Shiori tried to jump to finish it in one blow, but her feet sank into the sand, and she couldn’t leap. She had no choice but to attack while standing normally.
"Whoa, wait a minute...! Hehe, here we go!"
"Okay, co on, finish it...!"
"Heh heh... Sorry, but here it cos! Here it cos!"
The ball, struck with careful precision to avoid the net, had decent montum. But that wasn’t enough against Range and Talc, who were used to the sandy beach and good at volleyball. The ball was easily intercepted, and the opponents launched a counterattack.
"Ah...!"
"Ahhh...!"
"Yes!"
"Yay! That’s five points!"
Because the ball had been sent to an empty area, Shiori and Chika couldn’t reach it in ti, and the opponents scored again.
"Hey, hey! Go easy on them a little!"
"Those pretty girls look so pitiful!"
"Don’t push too hard! If it’s that one-sided, they’ll just give up!"
"That’s right! We want to see those beautiful girls jump around more!"
"Hehe... My bad, my bad."
"Well, the match is far from over. Calm down."
The watching n grumbled in dissatisfaction when Range and Talc scored, but Range and Talc just kept smirking.
"Ugh... the sand is really tough," Shiori muttered.
"Yeah... we have to do sothing," Chika replied.
Range and Talc were laughing. Shiori and Chika stared at the sand with stern expressions. Sothing had to be done.
Thinking along those lines...
"Oh, that’s right... Big sister. Your equipnt has high speed, right? So if the footing is even a little bit stable, you can jump, right? ...Then..."
"Huh? Oh, right... But because of the sand... Ah, I see."
They seed to have co up with an idea and began whispering to each other.
"Heh heh... Have you thought of sothing? At least score so points for us!"
"Alright, let’s go!"
As they watched Shiori and Chika talk, Range served again.
"Ah, huh...!"
"Phew... ahh...!"
In response, Shiori first received the ball and lightly tossed it. Then Chika took the ball and bounced it even higher than before.
"What...?!"
"No way, that’s too high...?!"
"Big sister!"
"Eh...!"
The ball soared high into the air. Looking up at it, Chika crouched down and placed her hands on the sand, bracing herself. Shiori also looked up at the ball, then placed her foot on Chika’s hands and jumped high into the air.
"Hmph...!"
Instead of pushing off from the sand, she launched from Chika’s outstretched hands. With a slightly more stable footing, she could now jump more solidly and soar higher than before.
"Whoa...?!"
"What...?!"
"Now...!"
This was apparently quite unexpected. Range and Talc stared in astonishnt as Shiori leaped high into the air. Watching their reaction, Shiori raised her hand and prepared to launch an attack—that’s when it happened.
"Huh...!? Ah...!?"
The bikini straps covering Shiori’s breasts suddenly ca undone.
"Ah, ah...!? Ah...!"
"Ohhhh!?"
"Whoa!"
"Ohhh!!"
As the bikini slowly slid away from her breasts, the watching n cheered in excitent. Shiori instinctively tried to stop it with her hand, but that would affect her attacking stance.
"Ugh, damn it...!"
As a result, she held her bikini in place with one hand and unleashed an attack with rather questionable power.
"Oh, wow...! ...Hehehe."
"Ahh, damn it... hehe."
Fortunately, Range and Talc couldn’t pick up the ball, and Shiori and Chika scored their first point. However, neither opponent seed bothered by conceding the point; instead, they grinned slyly.
"That’s great... Beach volleyball should be like this."
"Next ti, I want to see an even better wardrobe malfunction. Hehe."
"Big sister...! Are you okay?!"
"Uh... uh... I’m fine..."
The reason for those nasty smiles? They were staring at Shiori as she tried to cover her chest by holding down her detached bikini. While Shiori held it and tried to hide herself, Chika frantically grabbed the untied strings and tied them again. The watching n also gazed at the two with excited expressions.
"Ah, I just barely missed it!"
"We were so close."
"I caught a glimpse. Heh heh."
"Seriously?! That’s great!"
"The girl next door has huge boobs, but that pretty girl also has pretty big ones... I want to see them."
"Alright, I’m looking forward to the next one. Heh heh."
"Ah...! So that’s what it is..."
Receiving lewd stares from the n, Shiori lightly covered her chest with her hand and began to think about the swimsuit coming undone.
"Chika... It seems like our swimsuits can co undone during this match. Be careful. Let’s do this..."
"I see... Okay, I understand, big sister."
The strings of her swimsuit had never co undone on their own before, even in the midst of battle. Seeing how easily they ca undone this ti, Shiori realized that "wardrobe malfunctions" were ant to happen during this beach volleyball match, and she quietly warned Chika.
"A competition where your swimsuit might co undone and reveal everything... Hehe, that sounds good ♡"
"A match where you have to be careful not to have any wardrobe malfunctions... Yep, this is what beach volleyball is all about. It’s great... ♡"
For the two of them, a "wardrobe malfunction" was actually a desirable phenonon. They checked the knots of their swimsuit straps, pretending to be careful, but inwardly they were getting excited.
"Heh heh... You’re doing well, sis. Now, it’s your turn to serve."
"Keep going and get it back. Otherwise, it won’t be worth it."
"...Yes, I understand..."
"Hmm... hehe..."
While taking the ball that Range offered, Shiori and Chika continued their match, secretly hoping for another wardrobe malfunction to occur.
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