Chapter 370: 146. The Change of My Junior Female Schoolmate_2
Kasahara Asuka, who was originally two meters away from her senior, suddenly moved closer, her delicate body leaning against the senior’s chest. Fujiwara Reya habitually embraced her, his gaze chasing the figure of the schoolgirl.
The schoolgirl, clad only in a swimsuit, revealed her body’s exquisite curves without a doubt.
Like a mermaid, she swam in the sea with a beautiful stroke, her waist carved out enticing curves, and her lovely long legs gently kicking. If it weren’t for the junior pinching his face in displeasure, Fujiwara Reya could have watched for a lifetime.
The sun had tilted a bit to the west.
The three ladies, tired from playing water polo, lay on their swim rings like lazy cats basking in the sun.
On their unadorned white faces, clouds cast shadows, like the shadows of elegant deities... full and voluptuous breasts, a waist that can be held with a hand, and long, plump beautiful legs... On the distant beach, Kasahara Fumi was busy by herself, and the Snow Woman was called up to serve as the freezing assistant.
Fujiwara Reya swam to the shore and walked onto the beach.
On the table next to the barbecue grill, there was a large glazed platter piled neatly with sashimi made from striped halfbeak, red lionfish, flounder, scorpionfish, and needlefish. The Snow Woman covered the platter with her hands, continuously blowing cold air onto it, her frost-covered face looking like a beautiful block of ice.
"Do you need help?" Fujiwara Reya picked up a towel from the table to wipe the water off his body.
"There’s a mountain spring at the back, go rinse off and come back," Kasahara Fumi said, bending over to add charcoal to the barbecue, "Otherwise, you’ll be covered in salt crystals once you dry off."
"Alright."
Fujiwara Reya cheerfully walked towards the forest at the edge of the beach.
In the cool evening at the seaside, with each breeze, the leaves of the palm trees rustled slightly.
Kasahara Asuka also returned to the shore, collapsing tiredly on the white sand to sunbathe. The temperature was very comfortable, everything was warm and peaceful, making one feel relaxed and happy. The palm leaves swayed quietly high above, while the clouds were blown towards the bay. She watched while sipping the lemon soda chilled by the Snow Woman. It was so cool that it made her whole body feel comfortable.
When Fujiwara Reya returned, he saw her applying sunscreen from her neck down to her toes, her whole body smooth and round, like a sleek little dolphin.
Lying there like that, it was difficult to tell her age.
Her physique was indeed that of a sixteen-year-old girl, but the self-maturing charm she displayed at that moment made her appear much more mature than her actual age. Her limbs were slim and delicate, yet they did not seem fragile, and her tender, white skin revealed a robust strength.
Fujiwara Reya had an illusion.
If she suddenly stretched her hands and feet straight out, the surrounding space would instantly tighten and elongate as a result. He thought that the strength she now exhibited showed that after she caught her senior with another woman, her mentality had grown tremendously. She was now in her most vibrant stage of life, most open to acceptance and change, rapidly developing into an adult.
"Let me help you apply it," Fujiwara Reya reached out to pick up the sunscreen.
"Here, don’t take advantage of the opportunity," Asuka said, turning her back to him.
Her snow-white, delicate skin exuded a sweet orange scent.
When he applied sunscreen on her back and gently stroked her with the palm of his hand, she wriggled as if ticklish, occasionally letting out a few laughs of discomfort. With her hair tied into a bun, exposing her little snowy ears and neck, her spotless, crystalline skin was like that of a newborn baby.
Fujiwara Reya watched with increasing amazement.
From her demeanor, she sometimes boldly appeared like an adult. Only the neck matched her age, bearing the innocence of a child. After all, she was still a child, Fujiwara Reya thought, a girl’s neck is distinct from that of a mature woman, just as the rings of a tree are clear and distinct.
Beside the barbecue grill, Kasahara Fumi had prepared a lot of food. Fujiwara Reya walked over and handed the basket filled with drinks to the Snow Woman, feeling the cool air emanating from her body touch his slightly sweaty skin, which was very comfortable.
"There are some fruits over there, you should slice them," Kasahara Fumi patted the basket beside her, which contained a fruit knife, mini cutting board, and other utensils for cutting fruit.
"Alright."
Fujiwara Reya sat down next to Kasahara Asuka with the tools and fruits.
The exceptionally generous sun poured its warmth onto the beach, and the gentle sea breeze laden with moisture did not sway the palm leaves.
While slicing the fruit, he barely spoke, and the junior didn’t want to talk with him either, just occasionally turning her body over, letting time quietly slip away.
Several times, Fujiwara Reya almost dozed off, only to be awakened by the noise of the sea or the wind.
After a while, Kasahara Asuka probably found the wood annoying, she patted her little butt and went to the mountain spring at the back to wash. Sweat and sunscreen mingled on her body, dripping from her cheeks and earlobes onto the ground.
"This is difficult..." Fujiwara Reya murmured.
"What’s wrong?" Kasahara Fumi looked up from the barbecue grill.
"It’s nothing, don’t mind it."
"Come over and grill some food, the mothers are about to come ashore."
Fujiwara Reya glanced towards the sea, and indeed some ladies were paddling towards the shore with swim rings.
The sea under the evening light was no longer as brilliant as before, but the waves still retained a very delicate texture, as if they had been carefully combed with a fine-toothed comb.