Chapter 6 I'm a high school student, so I'm bound to be interested
“Did I wake you with some noise?” Sakuna-san asked softly.
“Nah, I just woke up on my own,” I replied, stepping up beside her.
The starry sky was the same one I’d seen from bed, but standing next to Sakuna-san gave it an oddly mystical feel.
“What’s up?” I asked.
“I woke up too,” she said. “Just felt like coming out here.”
“I see…” I let out a relieved breath.
“Oh? Did I worry you?” she teased, catching my sigh.
“Well… I woke up and didn’t see you,” I admitted.
“Sorry about that,” she said, her smile tinged with delight as she closed the distance between us.
“May I… hold your arm?” she asked.
“Huh? Oh, sure, go ahead,” I said, nodding despite a flicker of nerves.
“Thank you,” she replied warmly.
Sakuna-san pressed close, her arm looping through mine. The memory of her chest against my face from earlier today flooded back, now felt through my arm.
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“Is something on your mind?” I asked.
She glanced at me briefly before gazing back at the stars. “It’s not like anything specific happened… I just felt a little lonely.”
“Lonely…?” I echoed.
She nodded, continuing, “Someday, you, Arisa, and Aina will all grow up. When that happens, you’ll inevitably move on from me. I started thinking… maybe days like today won’t come again.”
“That’s overthinking it, don’t you think?” I said gently.
“Right… I’m overthinking, aren’t I?” She stuck out her tongue with a wry smile.
That playful gesture, so unlike her usual composed self, hinted at the lingering effects of the alcohol. Her expression reminded me of Aina-san, a vivid reminder that she was, without a doubt, their mother.
“Growing up, huh…” I mused, turning her words over in my mind.
It’s true—adulthood would bring changes to our high school lives. Things wouldn’t stay the same forever; some shifts were inevitable.
But the idea that days like today would vanish? No way.
If Sakuna-san was worried about that, I wanted to put her at ease.
“Nothing’s gonna change,” I said firmly. “Arisa-san, Aina-san, and I—we won’t ever leave you. Maybe temporarily, sure, but we’re not going anywhere for good. I really believe that.”
“Hayato-kun…” she murmured.
“What we do in the future might shift things, but the sight of us all together? That’s not going anywhere. You can count on that,” I assured her.
Sakuna-san looked dazed, so I pressed on. “You’re one of the people who brought warmth back into my life, Sakuna-san—like a mother’s warmth returning. That’s why, if anything, I’m the one who wants to stay by your side.”
I laughed, scratching my head to mask my embarrassment.
Sakuna-san stayed quiet for a moment, still processing, then let out a soft chuckle and rested her head on my shoulder. “Honestly, how do you always manage to make me so happy?” she said.
“I want to keep making you feel that way,” I replied, striking a confident pose.
“Oh, you!” she exclaimed, giving my shoulder a playful nudge.
Her puffed cheeks and mock glare reminded me of both Arisa-san and Aina-san—especially when her emotions shone through, their resemblance was striking.
“You’re not worried anymore, right?” I asked.
“No… how could I be?” she said, her smile radiant. “You’ve completely reassured me, Hayato-kun.”
That smile was breathtakingly beautiful. And layered beneath it, I saw a memory from my childhood—my mother’s smile when I promised to stay by her side after my father passed.
(…That’s it. That’s why.)
Because of my mother, I wanted to protect Sakuna-san, to stay close to her.
“…Haha,” I laughed softly.
“…Fufu,” she giggled back.
A voice interrupted from behind. “What’re you two doing out here, having some secret heart-to-heart?” Arisa-san said.
“So mean, leaving us out like that!” Aina-san added.
Sakuna-san and I flinched, her arm slipping from mine.
“Arisa… Aina, too,” Sakuna-san said, stunned.
Aina-san rushed over, throwing her arms around her mother. “We heard you, but you don’t need to worry at all. We’re never leaving your side, Mom.”
“Aina…” Sakuna-san whispered.
Arisa-san stepped closer, adding, “She’s right. There’s nothing to worry about. Aina and I won’t ever make you feel lonely or anxious.”
“Arisa…” Sakuna-san’s voice trembled.
She pulled both girls into a tight embrace. I felt a touch left out, but watching the three of them was enough to fill my heart.
“Come on, Hayato-kun, join us!” Aina-san called.
“You belong here too,” Arisa-san said.
“Please, Hayato-kun,” Sakuna-san added.
I couldn’t just stand there. Grinning at their beckoning, I dove into their circle, getting delightfully squished in the group hug.
“Why am I the one getting squished…? I wanna do the squishing!” I joked.
“Oh, Hayato-kun, so bold♪” Sakuna-san teased.
“Go for it! Here, you can squish these!” Aina-san said, puffing out her chest.
“I’m fine with it too,” Arisa-san added with a smirk.
“…Huh? No, that’s not what I meant!” I protested, waving my hands.
The three of them laughed at my frantic denial, and Sakuna-san’s earlier unease was nowhere to be seen.
Back in the room, sleep didn’t come easily. We were all too awake, chatting for another half hour before drifting off one by one.
“Hayato-kun,” Arisa-san said softly.
“Yeah?” I replied.
“Thank you for talking to Mom like that,” she said.
“No need to thank me. I just said what I felt,” I replied.
“Still… I love you for it,” she said.
“I love you too,” I said back.
And so, the night deepened.
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“Having fun at the beach?”
“With a cute girlfriend, bet it’s a blast!”
Morning came, and my phone buzzed with messages from friends—Sota and Kaito. Were they checking in or just jealous? Probably both. I typed a quick reply.
“Having the time of my life,” I sent, satisfied.
“Who’s that from?” Arisa-san asked, peering over.
“Sota and Kaito,” I said.
“What’d they say?” Aina-san chimed in, leaning in to see.
“Just asking if I’m having fun,” I replied.
Curious, they crowded around my phone. Moments later, replies came in.
“The beach with a girlfriend? I’m so jealous!”
“You better bring back souvenirs, or else!!”
Their messages came with red-faced, fuming emojis.
“Haha, we were gonna get souvenirs anyway, right?” Aina-san said.
“Of course,” I agreed.
“We’re picking some out for our friends too,” Arisa-san added.
We’d spotted a good souvenir shop nearby and planned to stop by tomorrow on our way back. Snacks were the obvious choice, but there were local pickles too. We’d decide while browsing.
“Breakfast is ready, you three!” Sakuna-san called.
“Coming!” Aina-san replied.
“Be right there,” Arisa-san said.
I sent a quick, “Don’t worry, we’ll get souvenirs,” and joined them for breakfast.
Even in a fancy villa, eating Sakuna-san’s familiar cooking felt comforting.
(…That’s a great smile, Sakuna-san.)
She watched us eat with a warm, joyful expression. Looking at her, I was glad we’d had that talk last night. Waking up, finding her, and then Arisa-san and Aina-san joining us—it was a precious, unforgettable moment.
“…Yeah, it was good,” I murmured.
After breakfast, we took it easy for a bit. We planned to hit the beach again, but yesterday’s antics left me with slight muscle soreness.
“…” I winced.
“Hayato-kun?” Arisa-san asked.
“You okay?” Aina-san added, both looking concerned.
They probably thought my leg injury had flared up, seeing me rub my thigh.
“Just muscle soreness, I’m fine,” I reassured them.
“Not from the sports festival, but now?” Aina-san said, surprised.
“You haven’t exercised much since your injury, so all the walking and swimming probably did it,” Arisa-san reasoned.
“Could be. Sorry for worrying you,” I said, starting to massage my legs.
But then, the two dragged me outside.
“Uh… what’s this?” I asked.
“We’re giving you a massage!” Aina-san declared.
“It might help you feel better,” Arisa-san added.
A massage from them? It sounded… undeniably suggestive. But their kindness was genuine, so I decided to accept.
The villa’s garden, where we’d barbecued, had lounge chairs. I lay on one, the lush greenery and private beach view stretching before me.
“…Feels like I’m rich,” I said.
With parasols shading us, this was paradise.
“Shall we start?” Arisa-san asked.
“Let’s do this♪” Aina-san chirped.
“…” I braced myself.
Their massage began. To beat the heat, they shed their shirts, revealing their swimsuits, and reached for me. Their hands worked my sore muscles and more, gently kneading my whole body. It felt amazing.
Plus, they pressed their bodies close, their softness impossible to ignore.
“Feel good?” Arisa-san asked.
“Yeah… incredible,” I said.
“Ehehe, soft, right?” Aina-san teased.
“…Very soft,” I admitted.
“Yay♪ So honest♪” Aina-san giggled, wiggling happily, her chest squishing against me.
(This is… one hell of a massage…!)
Arisa-san massaged me carefully, while Aina-san, growing bored, pressed her entire body against me, licking my neck in a relentless assault.
“Fufu, good job, Aina. Keep it up,” Arisa-san said.
“Got it♪” Aina-san replied.
“!?” I yelped.
Normally, Arisa-san would rein her in, but now she was egging her on. Their chests pressed against me, Arisa-san’s hands moved sensually, occasionally brushing my thighs, stirring all sorts of feelings.
“Lick… mmm, I love your taste, Hayato-kun♡,” Aina-san purred.
“Let’s work this spot some more,” Arisa-san murmured.
My senses were going haywire. I needed a break.
“C-Can I get a breather?” I asked.
“Sure thing,” Aina-san said.
“Alright,” Arisa-san agreed.
“…Phew,” I exhaled.
But the break was pointless. In those few seconds, their expressions grew even more seductive, their eagerness to touch me palpable.
“Break’s over!” Aina-san announced.
“Time to continue,” Arisa-san said.
“…Right,” I muttered.
Here came another round of steamy time. Arisa-san massaged gently, while Aina-san, pressing her curves against me, now licked my cheek.
(Gentle massage on one side, sultry assault on the other… heaven and hell.)
My body reacted honestly, as it always did with them. Lying down, I couldn’t hide it.
“Oh…♪” Arisa-san noticed first.
Aina-san’s sharp eyes caught it too, staring before meeting my gaze. “Wanna do something… spicier?” she whispered.
“…” My ears buzzed with her sensual words.
The air was thick with sweetness, their alluring scents pushing me to the edge.
“Hayato-kun… are you excited?” Arisa-san murmured.
I couldn’t answer. They probably knew anyway.
“Hayato-kun…” Arisa-san purred.
“Hayato-kuuun…” Aina-san cooed.
Their sugary voices drew closer, their chests nearly spilling out as they pressed against me, a double attack of temptation.
“…Arisa-san, Aina-san,” I managed.
“Let’s kiss…” Aina-san suggested.
“I want to as well,” Arisa-san added.
I nodded, and we dove into deep kisses. The sensation, far beyond simple pecks, was intoxicating, making my head spin.
While kissing Arisa-san, Aina-san licked my chest. When I kissed Aina-san, Arisa-san took her turn. Their saliva mingled on my skin, drying quickly in the heat.
I didn’t care about the licking—I was lost in the kisses.
“Mmm… chu…” Aina-san kissed.
“Lick… mmm… lick…” Arisa-san teased.
We repeated it, over and over. I was so absorbed I forgot to breathe, getting lightheaded. They pulled back, sensing it, but their hungry gazes begged for more.
Sweat dripped from their foreheads, their breaths heavy, their bodies practically steaming.
“Hayato-kun, I—” Arisa-san started.
“Hayato-kun, I—” Aina-san echoed.
Arisa-san, Aina-san… I—
I reached for them, but Sakuna-san’s voice cut through.
“Ready to head to the beach, you three?” she called.
“Yes!” I replied quickly.
“Eek!?” Aina-san squeaked.
“Nya!?” Arisa-san yelped.
Our flustered scrambling made Sakuna-san chuckle, clearly suspecting something had happened.
The car ride to the beach was quiet, but by the time we got out, we’d calmed down. That “massage” had turned into something else entirely. Without Sakuna-san’s interruption, we might’ve crossed a line. It hit me hard—I really wanted to take things further with them.
“Woohoo! Back at the beach!” Aina-san cheered.
The sky was cloudier than yesterday’s clear blue.
“No rain in the forecast, and the clouds block the sun nicely,” Arisa-san noted.
The weather wouldn’t ruin our fun, which was a relief.
(Another perfect day.)
The girls were in their swimsuits again, drawing stares as always. Without me nearby, they’d probably get hit on left and right. Guard-dog mode: activated.
“Hayato-kun,” Sakuna-san said.
“Yes?” I replied.
“I said it yesterday, but don’t stress too much, okay?” she reminded me.
“…Right,” I said sheepishly.
With that, we set off. First up was the banana boat Aina-san had mentioned—a popular activity where a boat tows an inflatable raft. Reservations were a must.
“It’s… kinda scary,” Sakuna-san admitted.
“Haha, you’ll be fine!” Aina-san reassured her.
No backing out now. We climbed on in order: Aina-san, Arisa-san, me, and Sakuna-san. The boat started slowly, then picked up speed.
“Hold on tight!” the guide called.
“Got it!” Aina-san shouted.
The boat accelerated, and screams followed.
“Eek!?” Arisa-san yelped.
“!?” Sakuna-san gasped behind me.
Falling off wasn’t uncommon, but we wore life jackets, so drowning wasn’t a concern. Still, zooming over the deep sea was a bit unnerving.
The speed wasn’t as intense as for others before us, probably adjusted for fun. “Arisa-san, let’s enjoy the view. I’ve got your back,” I said.
“Hayato-kun…” she nodded, reassured.
“Sakuna-san, if you’re scared, hold onto me. You won’t fall,” I added.
“Y-Yes…!” she said, clinging tightly.
“Yahoo!” Aina-san cheered, raising an arm with ease.
Her carefree vibe made me chuckle—until the boat hit a big wave, and I lost my grip.
“Crap!” I shouted.
With Sakuna-san holding me, if I fell, she’d go too. Instinctively, I grabbed for something to steady myself.
“…Oh,” I froze.
“…” Arisa-san gasped.
The softness in my hand… I’d grabbed Arisa-san’s chest. My hand had slipped inside her life jacket, gripping firmly.
“S-Sorry…!” I stammered.
“…It’s fine. Stay like that,” she said.
“Uh…” I hesitated.
Stay like this? I should’ve moved back to the handle, but her words glued my hand in place. It shifted with the boat’s rocking, intensifying the sensation.
“Mmm… ah…” Arisa-san moaned softly.
Her voice sent shivers through me, my hand moving with the boat’s rhythm. When we finally disembarked, I stared at my palm, dazed, while Arisa-san gazed at me, her face flushed and unhidden.
“I heard… moaning from back there,” Aina-san said, tilting her head.
“You’re imagining things,” Arisa-san replied coolly.
“Your face is red, Nee-san,” Aina-san pressed.
“Imagination,” Arisa-san insisted, unfazed.
Aina-san kept probing but got nowhere. I just stared at my hand.
I’d touched them before, even lightly squeezed, and seen their chests directly. But holding on for so long? That was a first.
(This is bad… it’s burned into my brain.)
The lingering sensation and Arisa-san’s trembling voice kept my heart racing.
“Hayato-kun?” Sakuna-san called.
“Y-Yes!” I snapped to attention.
“Is something up?” she asked.
“Just… realizing I’m a guy,” I said vaguely.
She blinked, confused, and my unintended humor made me laugh, calming me down.
We returned to our parasol.
“And… ta-da!” Aina-san announced.
“Here it is!” I said.
“It’s huge,” Arisa-san noted.
“Perfect for summer,” Sakuna-san added.
We pulled a massive watermelon from the cooler, bought for the watermelon-splitting game Aina-san wanted to play.
“Who’s first?” I asked.
“Aina, since she suggested it,” Arisa-san said.
“Really?” Aina-san asked.
We all nodded. I’d never done watermelon splitting—not even at a beach—so I was curious. Watching Aina-san try would be fun, and I was rooting for her.
“Then… Hayato-kun, blindfold me♪,” she said.
“Huh? Oh, sure,” I agreed.
Standing behind Aina-san as she gripped the stick, I tied the blindfold around her eyes.
“Ehehe… getting blindfolded by someone you love is kinda thrilling♪,” she giggled.
“Y-Yeah… I’m feeling a bit of a thrill too,” I admitted.
Blindfolding the girl I liked… it wasn’t anything naughty, but the air buzzed with a strange tension.
“…All done,” I said.
“Thanks!” she chirped.
And with that, blindfolded Aina-san was ready.
“Wow… I really can’t see anything,” she said, reaching out to test her surroundings, finding only air.
“Hmm…”
She set the stick down on the sand and shuffled forward with her hands outstretched. Her target? Arisa-san, standing beside me. Aina-san’s hands landed squarely on Arisa-san’s chest.
“Hey!” Arisa-san yelped.
“Found the watermelons! Two of ‘em!” Aina-san teased.
“Hmph!”
Whack! Arisa-san’s hand chopped down on Aina-san’s head with precision.
The clean strike was almost applause-worthy, but Aina-san winced, clearly feeling the sting.
“Geez! What if you cracked my skull?!” she protested.
“If your head’s that fragile, it’s defective. Get a new one,” Arisa-san shot back, merciless.
Swapping heads? Impossible, but her sharp retort had me and Sakuna-san stifling laughter.
“Hey! Why’re you laughing so hard?!” Aina-san whined.
“S-Sorry,” I chuckled.
“Fufu… it’s just Arisa-san’s savage comeback was too good,” Sakuna-san said.
Even blindfolded, Aina-san pinpointed our voices and started toward us, her accuracy impressive. The exchange lit a fire in her, though. She gripped the stick tightly and stepped up to the watermelon.
“Here goes!” she shouted.
Her swing came down without hesitation, crack!—a sound like she was smashing an enemy’s head. Red juice seeped from the split watermelon.
“Whoa!” I gasped.
What a hit! The juice looked a bit gruesome, but I clapped sincerely.
“How’s that?!” Aina-san boasted.
“More impressive than I expected…” Arisa-san admitted.
“One swing, Aina!” Sakuna-san praised.
“Heh heh!” Aina-san grinned, tossing the stick aside and throwing off the blindfold to leap into my arms.
“Pretty awesome, right?” she said.
“That was one clean swing,” I said.
“More praise, more praise♪” she urged.
“You were amazing,” I said, ruffling her hair.
She beamed, clinging to me for a while. Meanwhile, Arisa-san and Sakuna-san prepped the split watermelon.
We sat down to eat it, but true to our style, it wasn’t just about eating.
“…Oh,” Aina-san gasped.
She’d been munching beside me when a piece of watermelon slipped, sliding down her chest. The juice trickled into her cleavage, but the chunk stayed lodged there.
Our eyes met as I glanced at her.
“Hey, Hayato-kun,” she said, a mischievous glint in her eye.
“Y-Yeah…?” I stammered.
With a sly smile, she leaned closer, careful not to let the piece fall. “Wanna eat this for me?”
“You mean… pick it up?” I asked.
“Nope. Get your face in there and eat it,” she said.
“…” I froze, locking eyes with her.
“Come on, hurry, or the juice’ll stain the swimsuit you picked out,” she teased.
“Ugh…”
She had a point—though swimsuits are meant to get wet, right? It’s already soaked from the sea… wait, what?
“Look, Nee-san and Mom aren’t watching,” she said, pointing.
Arisa-san and Sakuna-san were deep in conversation.
“I really want to beat Aina at something athletic,” Arisa-san said.
“Well, in that case—” Sakuna-san began.
Their talk was intriguing, but Aina-san’s chest held my gaze hostage.
“Come on,” she urged.
“…”
Lately, these steamy moments had been piling up. Normally, I’d brush it off and move on. But part of me wanted to lean into it, to explore more with them.
So, I gave in to Aina-san’s words and leaned closer.
“Is this okay?” I asked.
“Totally fine… it’s you, Hayato-kun♪,” she said.
With her blessing, I nodded and moved in. Her flawless skin and the watermelon perched on her ample curves beckoned.
“…”
“Mmm…♡” she sighed.
I tried to bite the piece but fumbled, so I used my tongue to nudge it into my mouth, accidentally brushing her chest.
“S-Sorry!” I said.
“It’s fine… keep going,” she murmured.
Her voice was syrupy sweet, and her hands pinned my shoulders, urging me on. I struggled but managed to eat the watermelon. As I swallowed and looked up, she pointed to her cleavage again.
“Now the juice,” she said.
“…”
The juice—watermelon juice. She lifted her chest with her arms, keeping the liquid from spilling, and leaned closer. Arisa-san and Sakuna-san were still distracted.
“Alright, then…”
Trapped like a fly in a spider’s web, I leaned in again and sipped the juice.
“You’re so cute, Hayato-kun… with your eyes closed, it’s like you’re drinking milk,” she teased.
“Cough!” Her words made me choke.
She rubbed my back as I caught my breath, her expression dreamy. “Fufu, you drank it all♪,” she said, smiling brightly.
She started to tug her swimsuit, then stopped. “Oops… too far, right? Ehehe, sorry, Hayato-kun.”
“No… you don’t need to apologize,” I said.
She was about to pull her swimsuit further—meaning that, right?
“What were you… imagining?” she whispered, her breath tickling my ear.
“Huh!?” I yelped.
“Maybe… licking my juice-covered chest some more?” she teased.
My gaze flicked to her chest but snapped back to my own watermelon, focusing hard.
“Haha♪” she laughed.
“You’re having fun, huh, Aina-san,” I said.
“Totally! Nee-san and I love when you notice us,” she said.
“…”
Of course I notice them—it’s impossible not to lately.
(What’s gotten into me?)
The answer’s obvious: my growing desire for them. And then Aina-san dropped another bombshell.
“Hey! We’ve got a blindfold, so just watermelon splitting feels like a waste, right?” she said.
“True, but got something else in mind?” Arisa-san asked.
“Oh, I do♪,” Aina-san said, her grin pure mischief.
All eyes turned to her. “Hayato-kun exclusive event! Blindfold boob-guessing contest—guess whose chest you’re touching!”
“What…!?” I sputtered.
A boob-guessing contest!?
“Sounds fun,” Arisa-san said.
“You’re in too, Mom, right?” Aina-san asked.
“Me too…?” Sakuna-san hesitated.
“Of course!” Aina-san insisted.
“Alright, alright!” Sakuna-san agreed, clenching her fists with enthusiasm.
Before I could protest, Aina-san blindfolded me, plunging me into darkness.
(…This is kinda scary.)
Losing my sight was unnerving, but knowing they were nearby eased my nerves.
“Okay! Rules time,” Aina-san announced. “One of us will silently guide your hand to their chest. Guess who it is. Ready?”
“Y-Yeah!” I said.
“We’re keeping our chatter secret, so don’t worry. Just enjoy our chests to your heart’s content♡,” she teased.
Her words set my inner pervert ablaze, eager for the game.
“Let’s start!” she declared.
The boob-guessing contest began. I had no clue who I’d face, only tasked with identifying the chest I touched. And yeah, I was totally into it.
“…”
A hand pulled mine, its owner a mystery. It guided me to a soft peak—through a towel, not a swimsuit?
“Sorry, Hayato-kun,” Aina-san said. “Swimsuits might give it away, so feel through the towel and guess.”
Got it… wait, no swimsuit!?
She was right—swimsuits would’ve been a dead giveaway. But through the towel, it was clear: nothing underneath.
“…”
Still, I focused. The elasticity was overwhelming, too much for my hand to handle. Arisa-san, Aina-san, and Sakuna-san all exceeded my grip, but Sakuna-san’s size was unreal, so I ruled her out.
“This is…”
Aina-san, I thought. I’d touched her chest before, and the sensation matched. Plus, I’d just felt Arisa-san’s on the banana boat, and this wasn’t it.
“Aina-san’s chest,” I said.
“Wow, spot on!” she cheered.
Correct. Arisa-san grumbled, “Not fair that only Aina gets touched.”
“Fufu, I knew it the moment she took his hand,” Sakuna-san said.
Arisa-san urged the next round. Sakuna-san, realizing her size made her too obvious, opted to watch with amusement.
(What a ridiculous game… but I’m just as ridiculous for being into it.)
This time, both my hands were pulled. Would it feel different? The softness enveloped both hands, rendering the question moot.
(My hands… are in bliss!)
Blindfolded, my sense of touch sharpened, amplifying the sensation.
(…Huh?)
Something felt off. My gut told me I was touching two different people. Excluding Sakuna-san, that meant Arisa-san and Aina-san. The left hand felt like Arisa-san’s unforgettable touch, the right like Aina-san’s from moments ago. And crucially, Aina-san’s was slightly larger.
(They’re both huge, but I know Aina-san’s is just a bit bigger!)
Alright, time to answer.
“I’m touching two chests. Left is Arisa-san, right is Aina-san,” I said.
“What!?” Arisa-san gasped.
“Amazing! How!?” Aina-san exclaimed.
Correct again. Sakuna-san removed my blindfold, revealing the proof before me.
“No way I’d get it wrong,” I said. “Blindfold or not, I know everything about you two.”
They hugged me tightly, thrilled. I didn’t mention my clinical analysis—probably best not to.
(Feels like they’re overwhelming me.)
Today’s constant, intense interactions left me burning with desire.
“Sorry, you two, I need to cool off!” I said, breaking free to dive into the sea.
“…I really wanna do more naughty stuff with them,” I muttered unconsciously, overwhelmed.
After cooling off, I rejoined them around noon.
“Lunchtime! What should we eat?” Aina-san asked.
Options abounded, but we chose a beachside café. It was packed, but we snagged a four-person table just in time.
“What to get…” Aina-san mused.
“So many choices,” Arisa-san said.
“What about you, Hayato-kun?” Sakuna-san asked.
“Hmm…”
The watermelon earlier came to mind, along with their chests, sending my brain into a frenzy. Damn, today’s nonstop sexy accidents are driving me nuts!
“Let’s just order,” I said.
“Good idea,” Arisa-san agreed.
“Waiter!” Aina-san called.
She ordered takoyaki and frankfurters, and they arrived soon after. The aroma was irresistible—rare treats like these were perfect for the beach.
“Itadakimasu,” I said, popping a takoyaki into my mouth.
I blew on it to cool it, but the inside was still scorching. I fanned my mouth, trying to cope.
“Honestly, Hayato-kun,” Arisa-san sighed.
“Haha, I get the enthusiasm♪,” Aina-san laughed.
Under their watchful eyes, I managed to swallow, chasing it with cold juice.
“…Phew,” I exhaled.
Beside me, Sakuna-san blew on a takoyaki, cooling it carefully before holding it out. “Here, say ‘ahh.’”
“…Ahh,” I said, leaning in to take it from her.
“Cooler than yours, right?” she asked.
“Y-Yes… thank you,” I said, feeling like a kid.
We devoured everything, including Aina-san’s chocolate banana dessert.
“So good, Hayato-kun,” she said.
“…”
She was just eating a chocolate-coated banana, but I couldn’t look away. The way she savored it—licking the tip with her eyes closed, chewing slowly—was impossibly suggestive.
“Mmm… nom…” she murmured.
She’s just enjoying it, I told myself. My dirty mind was the problem!
“Ehehe, Hayato-kun,” she said.
“W-What?” I replied.
“My eating… get you excited?” she teased.
“…”
Busted. I leaned in and whispered, “It was… pretty sexy.”
She grinned, holding up the half-eaten banana. “Someday, I’ll make your banana all melty like this♪,” she said.
Her words haunted my brain for a while.
After surviving a morning of escalating steamy events, the main stage event finally arrived.
“Everyone, you pumped!?” the idol on stage shouted, met with roaring cheers.
“She’s gorgeous,” Aina-san said.
“I’ve seen her on TV,” Arisa-san added.
“…”
Aina-san was right—she was stunning. Her name was familiar from TV and SNS, and her fans filled the crowd, her radiant smile explaining her popularity.
(She’s beautiful, but…)
To me, she paled next to Arisa-san and Aina-san. It wasn’t that she lacked charm—I was just too smitten with my girls to care.
“Now, for our annual event—Couples’ Shout-Your-Love Contest!” the idol announced.
A what? It was a simple event for couples to brag about their partners, a chance for locals and tourists to shine and make memories.
“Who’s up first!?” she called.
The once-a-year event had the crowd hyped. We watched for a bit, curious about the attendees, but the noise and energy overwhelmed us, so we stepped away.
“My ears are ringing…” Aina-san groaned.
“Way too loud,” Arisa-san agreed.
I nodded. “Wonder if Sakuna-san’s still chatting?”
“Probably. Her friend talks forever,” Arisa-san said.
Sakuna-san wasn’t with us. After lunch, her friend—the villa’s owner—had shown up.
“Sakuna, that swimsuit is perfect! Arisa-chan and Aina-chan are super cute too! And you’re the famous Doumoto-kun!? Sakuna talks about you nonstop!” she’d gushed, full of energy.
Aina-san checked in with Sakuna-san via phone. She’d be with her friend for another hour and told us to have fun.
“Now what?” I asked.
“Somewhere quiet,” Arisa-san said. “You, Hayato-kun?”
“Same. I wanna chill with you two somewhere peaceful,” I said.
But was there such a spot on this busy beach? Before I could wonder, they grabbed my arms.
“Let’s go, then. To a quiet spot,” Arisa-san said.
“I found a perfect hidden gem!” Aina-san added.
When did she…? Where were we going? As they pulled me along, some stage spectators glanced our way. Two stunning, curvy girls clinging to me probably looked like something serious. But I didn’t care—if it showed the world they were mine, my precious loves, that was fine by me.
(Haha… I can think that, right?)
Their stares followed us until we left the stage behind.
They led me to a secluded rocky area, free of people, with only the sound of waves.
“Really no one here,” I said.
“Right? With the crowd back there, this feels like another world,” Aina-san said.
“I didn’t expect it, but no one seems to come here,” Arisa-san added.
How convenient. But how did they know it’d stay empty?
“Wondering how we knew?” Aina-san asked.
“Uh, yeah…” I admitted.
“It’s a beach cliché to sneak off to a spot like this for some lovey-dovey time,” Arisa-san said. “Plus, Aina and I just wanted to spend quiet time with you here.”
Their heartfelt words broke my restraint. I pulled them close, and they wrapped their arms around me tightly, showing they weren’t letting go. Like they were pulling me deeper into their love, they pressed themselves against me, making their feelings clear.
“Hayato-kun…” Arisa-san murmured, kissing me.
“I wanna kiss too…” Aina-san said.
I kissed Aina-san as Arisa-san pulled back, then went back to Arisa-san for a deeper kiss.
“Me again,” Aina-san said, claiming another deep kiss.
The distant stage noise faded, leaving only the sounds of us together.
“…Haha,” I laughed.
“…Fufu,” Arisa-san giggled.
“…Ehehe,” Aina-san chuckled.
We pulled back, locking eyes and laughing. The laughter eased the tension, letting the distant cheers reach us again. The stage was still wild.
“That’s some energy,” Arisa-san said. “Oh, Hayato-kun.”
“Yeah?” I replied.
“That idol and all those pretty people around—notice anyone?” she asked.
“Uh… yeah, I guess,” I said.
I thought back. The idol and some others were indeed beautiful or cute, but they didn’t hold my attention.
“There were gorgeous, stylish people, right? Didn’t they catch your eye? Be honest, we won’t get mad,” Aina-san said.
“Um…”
What did they want to hear? But the words came easily.
“I noticed, sure. They were pretty, stylish, whatever. But that’s it—I didn’t care or look twice because you two were right there,” I said.
They nodded, listening.
“All I really noticed were the kids having fun with their parents. It was heartwarming, maybe a little enviable,” I added.
“Hayato-kun…” Arisa-san said softly.
“…” Aina-san gazed at me.
I continued, “I didn’t spare a glance for anyone else. How could I, when the most important girls in the world are by my side?”
And more: “To me, no one outshines Arisa-san and Aina-san. You’re the ones I love most, the cutest, the most captivating. With you here, I don’t notice other women. That’s just how it is for me.”
I looked at them. “How’s that?”
They stared, mouths slightly open, looking almost comically stunned, making me smirk.
“So, that’s my answer,” I said.
A small crab scuttled by, heading straight for the sea and splashing in. As if on cue, they pounced, kissing me fiercely, hungrier than before.
“!?”
I matched their intensity, kissing back with equal need.
“Ha… ha…” Arisa-san panted.
“…Phew,” I exhaled.
“My head’s all fuzzy,” Aina-san said.
Their eyes burned with desire. Between the banana boat, the watermelon, and everything else, I wanted them more than ever.
“Arisa-san, Aina-san… can we talk for a sec?” I asked.
“Huh?” Arisa-san blinked.
“Sure,” Aina-san said.
We sat on the rocks, them on either side of me.
“Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot,” I started.
I spoke openly, meeting their gazes without hesitation or lies.
“We’ve had a lot of… steamy moments. I always put things off, asking you to wait. But I want to connect with you both more deeply. It’s been building up—I want to love you both even more.”
“Ah…♡” Arisa-san sighed.
“Hayato-kun…♡” Aina-san murmured.
Their voices dripped with allure, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. But they quickly added:
“Respecting your wishes isn’t a lie! Even if you say it’s not time, we can wait,” Arisa-san said.
“Yeah! It’s sweet you feel that way, but we get your stance,” Aina-san said.
They understood, but I’d noticed their fleeting disappointment in those moments.
“It means a lot that you say that,” I said. “But I know you both want more, a deeper connection, right?”
“Well… yes,” Arisa-san admitted.
“Yeah, I want to be closer to you,” Aina-san said.
I saw the spark of hope in their eyes.
“I’ve told you my principles, and you get them. But making you wait, seeing even a hint of sadness in your faces—should I really stick to that so stubbornly?” I asked.
“Oh…” Arisa-san murmured.
“You’ve been thinking a lot,” Aina-san said.
Yeah, I had. I’d set boundaries for good reasons, but maybe that was just an excuse to avoid moving forward.
“I know my stance isn’t wrong, but as your boyfriend, shouldn’t I meet you where you are?” I said.
“…”
“But anyway—” I broke the serious mood with a laugh, trying to lighten things up. “We’ve been together a while, right? And… I want to be closer to you both. Your sexy reactions are driving me to my limit! Why do you both get so insanely hot out of nowhere?!”
No matter how much I rationalized or held back, I was still a guy. I’d made excuses—graduation, responsibility—but it boiled down to this. Embarrassing, pathetic, weak-willed, sure, but I was interested, damn it!
“…I’m interested too. The massage, grabbing Arisa-san’s chest on the banana boat, licking Aina-san’s during the watermelon thing—those moments are cornering me!” I confessed.
“Wait, you licked Aina’s chest?” Arisa-san asked.
“Hold up, you grabbed Nee-san’s?” Aina-san shot back.
“…”
The air stilled, but they locked eyes, then turned to me with sheepish yet radiant smiles.
“You’re just like us, Hayato-kun,” Arisa-san said. “Hearing your heart scream like that feels… intense.”
“But knowing you’re wrestling with this, wanting us—it’s thrilling,” Aina-san added.
Exactly. That was my heart’s cry. I wanted them, craved them, and I’d say it a thousand times—I wanted more with my precious girlfriends.
“Think I’m pathetic for holding back so long?” I asked.
“Not at all,” Arisa-san said. “Even if we push your limits, hoping you’ll give in, we’re thrilled either way.”
“Yeah,” Aina-san said. “Nee-san and I always want more with you, hoping you’ll break sooner.”
They took my hands, guiding them to their chests—near their hearts.
“Feel that?” Arisa-san asked.
“My heartbeat… you feel it, right?” Aina-san said.
“Y-Yeah…”
Their racing pulses reached me through their soft chests, proof of their excitement at my words.
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“My body’s so happy… reacting to being wanted by the one I love,” Arisa-san said.
“Mine too… I’m ready, buzzing with joy because you want me,” Aina-san added.
Unconsciously, my fingers pressed harder, sinking into their softness. Their bodies trembled, their expressions shifting, fueling an urge to claim them right then.
I could charge forward, but we were outside. Even in this secluded spot, common sense held me back.
“Feels like I took the long way around,” I said. “I still wonder if this is right, but the joy outweighs it.”
“Same here, but I’m more happy than worried,” Arisa-san said.
“Why not do it here?” Aina-san teased.
“Great idea!” Arisa-san agreed.
“…Huh?”
I thought they were joking, but Aina-san’s face was serious. Outside? Our first time outside? But their giggles clarified it was a tease.
“Kidding♪ Our first should be… your room, maybe?” Aina-san said.
“I agree. So… when we’re back?” Arisa-san suggested.
“Y-Yeah…” I nodded.
With that, we left the rocks. We barely spoke on the way back, but by the time we reached the parasol, things felt normal. No matter how far we went, we’d always be us—a comforting thought.
“Hey, Hayato-kun, say ‘ahh,’” Aina-san said, holding out shaved ice.
“Huh? Ahh,” I said.
“Good?” she asked.
“Delicious,” I said.
The cold treat cooled my heated body.
“Something happened?” Sakuna-san asked.
“Maybe, maybe not,” Arisa-san said coyly.
“Your faces say you’re happy,” Sakuna-san noted.
“I am,” Arisa-san said.
“Good for you,” Sakuna-san smiled.
“Yeah,” Arisa-san agreed.
I listened to them, but Aina-san’s gaze held me captive. Were her eyes always this beautiful, this lovable? Maybe moving forward, even just emotionally, shifted my perspective.
“Hey, Mom!” Aina-san called.
“What’s up?” Sakuna-san replied.
“While we were gone, Hayato-kun said something amazing♪,” she said.
“Aina!?” I panicked.
Was she spilling that!? But I’d jumped the gun.
“He said he didn’t notice the idol or any pretty people because Nee-san and I were there. We’re so captivating, no one else stood a chance!” she said.
“Words burned into my brain,” Arisa-san added.
“Oh, Hayato-kun, that’s so cool♪,” Sakuna-san said.
“…”
Aina-san’s smug grin wasn’t annoying—it was adorable, making me fall for her all over again.
(I said it all…)
No regrets for speaking my heart or reaching that point. But I was nervous, a bit scared of what came next.
(Just another slice of youth, huh?)
Wrestling with these feelings, moving forward—it felt like being our age. The uncertainty was real, but I was excited for what lay ahead with them.
With those precious memories etched in my heart—shared with Arisa-san, Aina-san, and Sakuna-san—our beach trip came to an end. The next morning, we headed home, carrying those moments with us.
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