Chapter 127: Angel and the Swimsuit (2/2)

Amane had a look around, and found many staring at Mahiru in her swimsuit.

Even some, who brought their girls along, were starting blankly at Mahiru. Some of them were slapped by their girlfriends.

These people could testify that they had witnessed an Angel by the waterside, but Amane was a little miffed as the boyfriend, for his girlfriend in swimsuit was being stared at.

“I say that it really suits you, but.”

“But?”

“…This won’t do.”

Amane removed his parka rashguard, and put it on Mahiru’s shoulders.

Mahiru was small to begin with, and the rashguard covered till her thighs. It was sufficient in warding off stares.

Of course, the fine beauty of the legs would attract attention, but it was to be expected since the rashguard could not cover everything.

“Put it on.”

“But…Amane-kun, you…”

“…What if I say that I don’t want other guys looking at you?”

Amane really felt so.

He knew that since Mahiru had such an ideal body of fine curves, she would garner much attention, but he just hated it. If possible, he wanted her for himself.

Once he muttered so, “…y-yes…” she answered, and her face turned so red, it could not be simply due to the summer tan.

Once she quickly zipped up the front, the onlookers sighed with regret. Amane was relieved that he managed to stop the other men from giving leery looks at his girlfriend, held her little palm poking out from the loose sleeve.

“Come on, let’s go.”

“Yes.”

Mahiru gently nodded, held Amane’s hand, and he slowly walked next to her.

Since they were by the waterside, Amane originally intended to hold her hand and walk, to prevent her from tripping. This time however, it was to fend the others off.

He boldly walked next to her towards the shallow pool. Next to him, “…Amane-kun.” Mahiru muttered as she looked up towards him.

“Hm?”

“…If it is just the two of us, will you look at me, in my swimsuit?”

“If that’s the case, I’ll have an eyeful. Might even touch you.”

It would be dangerous if Amane really stared at her or touched her, so he would control himself a little. However, he joked with hyperbole, and Mahiru looked as though she was contemplating something.

After ten seconds or so, she closed the distance between them, while still holding his hand.

Or rather, she clung onto his arm.

Amane felt a soft feeling through the rashguard. This time, he was the one blushing.

“Mahiru, they’re touching.”

“…Is this the moment when I should say that it is deliberate?”

“Your inner angel isn’t working.”

“Girls can become either angels or little devils in front of those they like.”

It appeared Mahiru was being quite the little devil.

Despite that, she was rather embarrassed, shivering, and blushing. She did not intend to break off though, and deliberately latched her breasts on Amane’s arm.

Amane could not easily swing away his right arm, since she was touching the elbow. If he bent it, his elbow might end up lodged in her cleavage.

“…I don’t mind you clinging onto me, but I’ll really enjoy this.”

“I-it is embarrassing to hear you say that…but it is fine.”

“…Oh gosh you idiot.”

Amane never expected her to accept, and muttered so. Despite his words, he desperately recited the digits of Pi to keep his mind off the soft feeling on his elbow.

Ping’s comment: Okay, it’s not Mahiru, but by the 1st illustrator of the series.

Close enough.