Ch.242Side Story: School Trip – 2

Of course, there was no way they could beat me. Even if all six of them banded together, with three people possessing all sorts of magical knowledge and a hero chosen by the sacred sword.

The other two? I excluded them because they weren’t particularly helpful physically.

“How unfair of you,” Laura said with a pout as she sat on the beach, soaking wet and drying herself with magic.

“I think you could have let us win on purpose just once.”

“No way. We had a bet with stakes.”

“What do you think we were going to ask for with our wish token?”

“Who knows? How would I know?”

I shook my head vigorously, subtly averting my gaze. Though it might not have been intentional, her overwhelming figure combined with the bikini she was wearing created quite a provocative scene just from her drying herself.

The water seemed to have gotten uncomfortably deep inside her chest, as she lifted her top slightly to wipe underneath her breasts, bent her arms back to expose her armpits while fixing her hair and the back of her neck, firmly wiped around her navel and lower abdomen, or tugged at her bottoms to partially expose her buttocks before letting go.

Rosaria and Elisiere’s destructive power was especially tremendous. The other four certainly had figures that would turn heads anywhere, but there were obvious differences in certain areas.

In truth, Latina would be considered a slender beauty who could easily attract attention on Earth. It’s just that the appearance threshold of people around me has risen so much that only her chest stands out by comparison.

“That’s cheating, Mira,” Priscilla complained with a tearful expression as she quietly wrung out water.

“Cheating? How?”

“You’re stronger than us. We couldn’t win from the start. You should have given yourself some other penalty for balance.”

“That’s why I let you use magic.”

“You used magic too.”

“Me? I didn’t.”

“Isn’t physical enhancement magic?”

“That should be an exception. Without physical enhancement, how am I supposed to dodge magic with just my bare body?”

Besides, I only used physical enhancement without adding acceleration. The insane speed of the Sword Saint and myself comes from acceleration, and enhancement alone couldn’t make me that fast.

“That’s unfair.”

Priscilla puffed her cheeks in a sulky manner. That was the end of it. She seemed to know that pushing the issue further would just seem like making excuses.

“Fine. We lost, and that’s that. Nothing we can do about it.”

The speaker was Rosaria. Just as I was wondering what was up with her, a devious smile appeared on her face. It was a smile that made me 150% certain she was plotting something.

As if to confirm my suspicions, her hands moved behind her back and began untying her bikini top. Ignoring the surprised reactions, Rosaria undid the knot and wrapped her arms around her chest.

The bikini top that was about to slip down caught on her forearms, covering her nipples, while her voluptuous breasts were squeezed, spilling over above and below. A droplet of water that hadn’t been wiped away rolled down, following an artistic curve.

“…Why are you suddenly taking off your clothes?”

“I’m tired of going back in the water, so I thought I’d get some sun. For that, I need to take off my clothes. Though I’m not sure if our skin can actually tan.”

Rosaria nonchalantly picked up a mat and spread it on the sand, completely unfazed by our bewildered stares. She dug a large hole where her chest would rest, then removed her arms and buried her chest in it.

Each of her movements was deliberately slow, as if inviting us to look. Despite being practically naked, she didn’t seem to have any intention of hiding anything.

“Here you go.”

I instinctively caught the object that flew toward me. It was a silver bikini of average size, yet woefully inadequate to cover its owner’s much larger chest.

“Hold onto that. I’ll need it when I get up later. Oh, and don’t do anything weird with it, okay?”

“Why would I—”

“Ah, could you get me some suntan oil?”

Rosaria abruptly cut off her words and wiggled her toes, pointing to a large ice box under the parasol.

It’s not actually an ice box. It does contain quite a bit of ice, but it’s just a storage container with preservation magic. It has plenty of drinks, and even alcohol, though we’re still too young to drink in this world.

‘The alcohol seems to have decreased a bit.’

I feel like a few bottles have disappeared.

Since we packed over a hundred bottles, I dismissed it as my imagination and found the suntan oil in the middle. Judging by the fancy bottle, it seemed to have been brought from Earth.

“You know what I’m going to ask you to do now, right?”

“Apply it to your body?”

“Correct.”

Rosaria’s face once again broke into a devious smile as she saw my unenthusiastic expression.

“Isn’t it every man’s fantasy to hear sexy moans when applying cold suntan oil? I’ve never done it before, but I’ll try my best to— Cold?!”

Well, it happened partly as she had predicted. As soon as I poured the suntan oil, she twisted her waist as if having a seizure, genuinely complaining about the cold.

There was nothing erotic about her reaction as she had promised. Of course, given her appearance, even just squirming around half-naked was sufficiently provocative.

“W-what? Is suntan oil supposed to be like this?”

“I don’t know. It was next to the ice though.”

“What kind of crazy person would put suntan oil there— Eek?! W-wait! It’s really cold!”

“Bear with it.”

I pressed down on her body as she tried to escape in a fit, and rubbed my oily hands all over her back. The soft sensation stuck to my palms.

I absolutely must not react. I took several deep breaths. The moment I showed even the slightest reaction, I knew exactly what would happen.

And if that happened, I wouldn’t be able to hold back anymore.

“This actually feels good ahhng… mmm…”

Rosaria, who had initially been convulsing from the cold, seemed to be getting used to it and started letting out deliberately erotic moans as she had intended. I bit my lip slightly, trying my best to endure.

“You’re such a pervert,” Elisiere remarked with disdain.

“Ahhh… Laura, if you tried it yourself, you wouldn’t say that… mmm…? Wait, did your hand just touch my breast?”

“It’s your imagination.”

Actually, it did touch. My hand slipped and I made a mistake.

I desperately focused only on the areas I hadn’t touched yet, meticulously applying suntan oil to her entire body.

The nape of her neck with strands of hair sticking to it, her delicate shoulders and upper arms, the side of her breast peeking out from under her armpit, her soft sides and lower back. After finishing the upper body, I could see the silver swimsuit.

I moved on to the lower body. Her buttocks covered by a bikini bottom with less coverage than a thong, her slender thighs extending below, her calves with almost no muscle that felt soft to the touch, and her seductively wiggling toes.

“Heehee… purr…”

By the time I had finished applying oil everywhere, Rosaria had fallen asleep with a happy smile on her face. Beside her, Elisiere clicked her tongue.

“How lucky you are. Where did all that initial determination go?”

“She said she was so excited she couldn’t sleep last night.”

“She’s not acting her age.”

Priscilla and Laura each added a comment. Only Leona and Latina were missing, having disappeared at some point. I had been so focused on keeping my thoughts pure that I only just noticed they were gone.

I had no time to wonder where they had gone. As soon as I straightened my back, Laura began to untie her bikini top in a demonstrative manner.

With movements even more suggestive than Rosaria’s, her arms moved as if deliberately showing off various body parts. If Rosaria, now sleeping soundly, had seen this, she would have laughed at the hypocrisy.

“I too have never experienced this before, but I shall try my best.”

“Try what?”

Laura gave a meaningful smile.

It was identical to the one Rosaria had worn.

Applying suntan oil to someone’s body is surprisingly hard work. That’s what I thought as I finished with Priscilla’s toes.

It was especially challenging when I had to show absolutely no reaction to the sensual moans and the soft, squishy sensations filling my palms throughout the process.

Not to mention how the women lying face down kept trying to show off their figures at every opportunity.

Slightly parting their armpits with their index and middle fingers asking me to apply oil there, pretending to stretch and raising their upper bodies to show their bare chests, attempting to remove their bottoms saying they needed oil on the inside of their buttocks, or trying to turn over saying they needed oil on the front too.

‘I swear…’

Honestly, it was incredibly difficult to endure. I had to grit my teeth and bear it. I had no choice. If I had slipped up even slightly, this would have turned into a very different kind of trip.

“They’re all sleeping soundly.”

After trying so hard to seduce me, all four of them were now peacefully sleeping face down. Looking at their sleeping faces, they just looked pretty.

I adjusted the position of the magic parasol to ensure they wouldn’t get too much sun and stood up.

‘Where did Leona and Latina go?’

The two who had disappeared while drying themselves still hadn’t returned. I wondered where they had gone.

“Master! Sorry we’re late!”

From far away, Nika, Beatrice, and Karna came hurrying over. They had finally shown up after we had played in the sea to our heart’s content and fallen asleep while sunbathing, so they were quite late.

And only Karna and Beatrice seemed to be in a hurry. Nika looked very proud.

“You don’t look sorry at all.”

“It’s not my fault. The head maid and your friend kept insisting on wearing something else. I was already dressed and trying to persuade them, you know?”

My gaze shifted downward. Nika was wearing a swimsuit that was much more decent than the micro bikini she had worn at the department store.

That’s only by comparison though—it was almost identical to the Succubus Queen’s outfit, so it was definitely not decent—

‘…Huh?’

Something seemed off.

Seeing my expression change, Nika stuck out her tongue and smiled broadly. That confirmed what I was thinking.

‘She’s wearing the Succubus Queen outfit instead of a swimsuit?’

It was better than a micro bikini, but still more revealing than what I had allowed. But I couldn’t really criticize the level of exposure since it was the Queen’s usual outfit. She had strategized well.

“I-I’m so sorry, young master… As your maid, to be this late… I have no excuse…”

While I was contemplating whether to flick Nika’s forehead for her boldness, Beatrice stammered an apology. Karna also looked like her tail would be drooping if she had one.

Both of them were dressed much more decently than Nika, so I thought it would be fine. If I had to compare, they were slightly less revealing than the four sleeping women. But their faces were full of embarrassment.

Beatrice kept tugging at the frills on her bikini trying to cover herself, while Karna kept averting her gaze.

“It’s okay. We’ve been having fun.”

I pointed to the four people sleeping peacefully in the sun. Beatrice’s expression relaxed a little.

“Oh? But where are Lady Leona and Lady Latina?”

“I’m not sure. They’ve been gone for a while. I think they might be exploring the island.”

“Ah, I get it. They were probably too embarrassed to keep watching.”

Nika seemed to have figured out what had happened based on the four sleeping women with their tops off and their glistening bodies. I suppose that’s the perceptiveness of a succubus.

“What would you like to do about meals?”

“Let’s eat later. Everyone’s sleeping, and I’m not very hungry. Oh, but what about you three? If you’re hungry, we can eat something simple.”

“I’m fine. Thank you for your concern, young master.”

“I-I’m okay too. We ate before coming here.”

Having regained her composure, Beatrice began setting up magical cooking equipment, probably to prepare for later since magic could keep the dust away.

But Nika, who seemed displeased that Beatrice had regained her composure, came closer to me and whispered loud enough for everyone to hear:

“Master, doesn’t her back view look super sexy?”

“What are you trying to say now?”

“I mean, look at her breasts peeking out from the sides and the way her butt moves. She could rival most succubi, don’t you think?”

Beatrice pretended not to hear, but she actually did. Her ears were turning increasingly red. Karna cleared her throat and also pretended not to have heard.

“If you just said something like ‘Instead of a meal, I’d like to eat you’ right now, she’d be even more embarrassed—”

“Yustera.”

“Yes, Master!”

“Go stand over there with your hands up.”

“…What?”