Beautiful Yuri Couple Surrender to the Cock - Chapter 32

"............"

Standing in front of a certain station was Rika, dressed in civilian clothes she rarely had the chance to wear. That said, it wasn't a particularly high-effort fashion statement; she had chosen her outfit without much fuss. It was a look that prioritized a clean aesthetic and ease of movement.

There was a reason she was here. Rika, an indoor person who usually stayed cooped up at home unless she was on a date with Mai, was waiting for someone. Normally, when Rika—who had almost no friends—did something like this, her companion was nearly 100% guaranteed to be Mai. But today was different.

"............"

Casting a quick glance around, she spotted a shop with a glass storefront nearby. she trotted over to it and peered into the glass. It wasn't to look at the products meant to entice customers, but to check her reflection. Her dull blonde hair, dyed without much care, could hardly be called "beautiful." With her slender fingers, she daintily brushed aside her bangs, which were about to cover her eyes.

It was a very rare sight to see Rika worrying about her hairstyle. If her lover, Mai, had seen this, she might have lost her mind. This was the same Rika who usually didn't care about her appearance—the girl who once even considered that she might as well shave her head bald. The fact that she was showing even a hint of concern for her grooming might have been an omen of a total cataclysm.

"............!"

While she was busily fussing over her bangs, Rika noticed a man in the reflection staring at her with a smirk. It was Eiji, the person she was waiting for.

"Sorry, I'm late." 

"...It’s not time yet."

She stole a glance at her wristwatch; it was thirty minutes before their scheduled meeting. It felt a bit rich coming from her since she had arrived first, but he was quite early.

"So, what were you doing?" 

"...Nothing." 

"I see."

Eiji grinned. Even when he smiled, his face was intimidating. Looking at him, Rika radiated a look of wordless dissatisfaction despite her stoic expression. He had asked even though he definitely knew. He was enjoying her reaction.

"............"

She felt a prickle of embarrassment, which turned into a tiny spark of annoyance toward Eiji. Well, it wasn't anything serious—it was almost cute.

"Shall we go, then?" 

"Yeah... the pool."

The two began walking toward the station. This was an outing meant to alleviate Rika’s fear of men, and their destination was a massive indoor water theme park.

"Did you bring your swimsuit?" 

"...Yeah, I'm wearing it underneath." 

"Oh... you're well-prepared." 

"...Mm."

Seeing Rika let out an enthusiastic little puff of breath through her nose, Eiji couldn't help but chuckle. Rika wouldn't have been particularly excited for a normal outing, but the mention of a pool changed everything. As a member of the swimming club who lived to be in the water, she loved pools and the ocean. Because of that, even though she was alone with a man, she didn't feel overly pressured and was able to enjoy herself.

"...I mean, look, I didn't specify what kind of swimsuit you should bring, and you said you were already wearing it, so I had a hunch, but still."

Eiji gave her a deadpan, exasperated look—a face he had never shown her before. His rugged features had slackened into an expression of pure disbelief. Rika, the recipient of this gaze, merely tilted her head.

"...? Is it strange?" 

"No, it’s not strange, but..."

Rika twisted her body to inspect herself, checking her own state. Eiji continued to pull a face that was hard to describe. Technically, since a high school boy and girl were out together just the two of them, this qualified as a date. Moreover, since it was the pool, it was only natural for a guy to have certain expectations for a girl’s swimwear.

Eiji was no exception, but the swimsuit Rika had on was neither a bikini nor a one-piece; it was a competitive swimsuit. It was the hardcore racing suit she used for the school’s swimming club. Eiji felt a momentary flash of disappointment at the sight of something that showed far less skin than a bikini, but...

"...Actually, this works too."

When he took a closer, more deliberate look, it wasn't something to be disappointed about at all. The competitive suit, which fit her like a second skin, put Rika’s healthy, athletic physique on full display. The gentle curves of her chest were more than sufficient for a high schooler. While a person like Mai possessed an otherworldly bust, that was only because Mai was a special case with a figure that put pin-up models to shame. Rika’s abdomen was taut and free of any excess, as one would expect from a serious athlete. Mai was more on the "soft and squishy" side, so the difference between the two was clear.

Rika’s rear was firm, defying gravity with a perkiness that suggested great elasticity. Her slender legs, while possessing just the right amount of muscle, were as long as a model's. Since Tendo Academy's swimming facilities were indoors, her skin was pale and translucent without a single blemish—she looked almost like a water fairy. Her dull blonde hair also complemented her blue eyes perfectly.

Rika’s appearance stood out significantly in the fairly crowded pool. While girls were whispering in admiration, the guys were also getting excited, looking for an opening to call out to her. ...However, unfortunately for them, no one was brave enough to approach once they saw the beast-like giant, Eiji, standing beside her. His physique was magnificent—a literal wall of muscle. Whether such muscles were practical or not was one thing, but it was clear that an average person who didn't train would stand zero chance against him.

"...?"

Rika tilted her head, wondering why Eiji had suddenly frozen while staring at her. The reason she didn't feel any fear from his gaze was likely because she, too, was drawn to his physique. She wasn't particularly into "macho" types, but it would be a lie to say she wasn't interested in a rugged body that a woman could never hope to achieve.

"Ah, it’s nothing. It suits you, Onizuka. I think it’s good." 

"...Thank you."

What swimming club member wouldn't be happy to be told a racing suit suited them? Though Rika’s expression didn't change, she radiated an aura of quiet satisfaction.

"Just... don't go swimming at full power, okay? This isn't that kind of facility." 

"...I know."

Eiji’s teasing remark caused her to cool down instantly, but regardless, the two of them began their youthful pool date.

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