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"Well, it doesn't matter if you go slower."

"You can have some peace and quiet for a while."

"Who told you that you don't need makeup when swimming? You still need simple waterproof clothing."

"What's more, what do you mean by being quiet for a while? Are you saying that I'm usually very noisy?"

Is this some kind of law of the world?

Whenever someone is being talked about, someone appears and hears part of the conversation, and the person is completely invisible.

Haramura Makoto is not very clear about it to other people, but for him, this kind of thing happening has almost become a norm.

So he won't be embarrassed at all.

"How could that be? I was just talking about how to teach you how to swim more easily."

Chapter 20 Useless Fat Deposits

The sun at noon was like a huge furnace, releasing unbearable heat, and even the air became distorted.

Haramura Makoto stood under the parasol, enjoying the shade.

Shokuhou Misaki stood gracefully under the scorching sun.

Under the sunlight, Shokuhou Misaki's skin that had been rubbed with sunscreen revealed an extremely white luster. Although it could not be said to be pure cold white skin, it still shone like a pearl.

At only 14 years old, she was not tall yet, so she did not force herself to choose a bikini-style swimsuit that highlighted her figure.

Instead, she chose a split two-piece white swimsuit with lace flowers.

This kind of swimsuit can just show off her slender waist and straight thighs, perfectly covering up her lack of growth in some aspects.

"How about it? Tell me what you think."

Originally, she wanted Haramura Makoto to hand-pick the swimsuit for her, and then she would put it on for him to see.

But did not expect.

She was despised for her figure even before she entered, so she had to choose by herself.

Otherwise, she was really afraid that this man would choose a school swimsuit for her.

(but……)

Although she is now waiting for Haramura Makoto to evaluate her carefully selected swimsuit, this means that her eyes have always been on Haramura Makoto.

"No wonder he has such athletic ability. He has such a good figure..."

Shokuhou Misaki's face inadvertently showed two pink blushes.

Normally Haramura Makoto always wears clothes that cover his whole body, and he never wears clothes like shorts and half-sleeves.

This also resulted in the figure hidden under his loose clothes never being shown.

A perfect body with almost no fat, and just the right muscles are displayed in Haramura Makoto's arms, thighs, abdomen, chest and other parts.

This is the right kind of muscular beauty, and almost no girl can resist a boy with such a figure.

That kind of muscle bulge that almost bursts the clothes will make many people feel a little disgusted.

Therefore, Haramura Makoto's figure is almost the most perfect ideal figure.

When a man sees a woman with a good figure, he can't help but look at her a few more times. This situation will be evaluated by women as a sign of lust.

But in fact, when a woman sees a man with a good figure and good looks, his behavior is no different from that of a man. When it comes to real lust, a man is nothing in front of a woman.

"Thinking?"

He could naturally feel Shokuhou Misaki's shy and cautious gaze.

But you still have to answer the question.

His eyes swept over Shokuhou Misaki again, this time with a hint of judgment, and the speed of his eyes moving was obviously much slower.

"It's just a good fit."

"It appropriately reflects your current physical condition. It looks pretty good."

"..."

"that's it?"

So bland?The reluctance in your eyes, why do you act so calm?

"Tell me some other thoughts, it should be more than just this."

This reaction was definitely not what she wanted.

She had been preparing for today's plan for a long time yesterday. For this appearance, she had just spent nearly an hour in the room applying makeup.

The result was just such a dry two-sentence evaluation?

She absolutely cannot accept it.

(At this time, it should be against your will.)

Of course Haramura Makoto's emotional intelligence is not low, otherwise he would not have been able to mix up to this level. Of course he knows what Shokuhou Misaki wants to hear.

(Why, I always feel that if I say something against my will now, I feel that I will regret it in the future.)

The words of praise are clearly on his lips.

But there was always an invisible force in his heart that seemed to be preventing him from saying this.

"That's all."

"After all, with your current figure, I can only praise that the swimsuit suits you and your skin is better."

"If you insist on complimenting your figure, you will find it hard to say it."

"..."

There seemed to be a few crows flying across the sky, and the scene instantly became peaceful.

The expected scenes of Shokuhou Misaki getting angry and shouting did not appear.

Shokuhou Misaki acted unusually calm.

"Do you really like that useless fat accumulation that much?"

"Um……"

Haramura Makoto also thought about it seriously and fell into a state of thinking.

"It wouldn't be wrong to say that I pay special attention to it, but for me, it is definitely better than nothing."

"After all, my aesthetics have always been in line with the public."

Talk about this with a girl who has a slight crush on you, especially if the girl doesn't have one yet.

This is not a good approach from all aspects.

But why did Makoto Haramura say that?

Don't ask, just intuition!

His intuition told him that if he didn't say this, he would lose a lot of fun in his future life.

"Okay, just wait and I will grow up."

He no longer jumped in anger, nor did he seem to be angry.

Shokuhou Misaki said this to Haramura Makoto as if stating some certain fact.

"Of course, although it may not have much to do with me, I still believe your words which have no scientific basis."

Makoto Haramura spread his hands, left the umbrella, and came to the edge of the swimming pool.

The so-called words that come from behind are generally just to comfort oneself.

According to the average of girls in this world, even if they are only 14 years old, even if they are just in the first grade of junior high school, their average level must be at least B. This is what a girl should have.

Some are better developed, like Junko Hokaze who is following Shokuhou Misaki.

The development of this noble daughter is obviously not above the average level. According to Haramura Makoto's eyes, this current level is at least a C, or even a code higher is not impossible.

But Shokuhou Misaki is already this age, and he still looks ordinary and untroubled.

Even if it can grow in the future, it is estimated that a B will be enough.

But in this world, B can really only be reduced to the level of small breasts.

"Humph!"

"You should look forward to my future growth from now on."

Holding his neck high and taking confident steps, Shokuhou Misaki also walked to Haramura Makoto's side.

"Mmmmmmm-"

"I know, I know."

"So Shokuhou-sama, how about getting into the water now, otherwise I'm afraid the remaining time won't be enough for me to teach you."

Chapter 021 Are you responsible?

As an absolute hater of physical labor, swimming was something she absolutely abhorred.

But for this man, she really did something that was not suitable for her at all!

"The legs are spreading out a little bit."

"It's about kicking, not flopping."

"He is really a man with different appearances, but a gentle man."

In the swimming pool, Makoto Haramura held Shokuhou Misaki's hands and guided Shokuhou Misaki along the water surface little by little, practicing swimming.

Obviously before the practice started, this man had always looked impatient.

But once the practice started, this man has been teaching himself very patiently.

"Has your physical strength reached its limit again? Take a 5-minute rest."

See, that's it.

I know very well how weak my physical strength is, so I have to rest for 5 minutes after kicking in the water for eight or nine times.

Any coach would have started spitting out sweet things when encountering this kind of student, but Haramura Makoto showed great patience.

Not only his words, not even his expression showed any impatience.

ashore!

Shokuhou Misaki sipped the juice in small sips, recovering her rapidly depleted physical strength.

Haramura Makoto took a big bite of the watermelon.

"I know that because of your psychological control, you don't pay much attention to your own physical training."

"But with such a weak body, it's a bit too much to say it."

"I feel that with your physical ability, it would take you 10 minutes to run around the playground."

Only an hour has passed.

Haramura Makoto has completely opened his eyes. This woman's physical weakness is beyond his imagination.

I swam for 5 minutes and rested for 55 minutes.

"Who knows that people just hate this kind of thing? Every sweaty sport is annoying. This kind of activity with no grace at all is not suitable for me at all."

Putting the cup in his hand back on the table, Shokuhou Misaki pouted.

But after Shokuhou Misaki said these words, Haramura Makoto's brows knitted together, and his originally peaceful tone became stern.

"It's okay if you don't like sports. It's okay to rely on your ability. After all, your ability is indeed very powerful."

"But have you ever thought about what you will do if you encounter someone who can restrain your ability or even be immune to your ability again?"

"Your physical strength is so weak that you can't even make a decent escape, let alone fight back."