Chapter 131: Vacation On The Beach

Chapter 131: Vacation On The Beach

Just like when we arrived at the villa, we rode the buggy to the beach.

The Onjuku beach we visited before was crowded with holidaymakers, but this private beach, owned by the President, was free from prying eyes.

So, today, I decided to ditch my t-shirt and go out just in my swim trunks.

The Vice President, who had also trained his muscles to the extreme, did the same.

“Wait, why are you wearing a fundoshi1 instead of swim trunks?”Điscover new chapters at novelhall.com

“You fool! Don’t you know that a fundoshi is both excellent underwear and a swimsuit!”

“...It’s embarrassing to look at, so go change immediately.”

“Okay.”

The Vice President, who didn’t seem to listen to me, rushed to the changing room as soon as the President instructed.

It seemed he had spare swim trunks.

I naturally turned my eyes towards the President and Minami.

“So, what do you think, Kim Yu-seong? Your thoughts on my swimsuit?”

The President, who had changed into her swimsuit earlier than us, asked proudly while puffing out her chest.

*Purung! *(sound effect)

Although a bit short, she had a proportion not inferior to Rika, who was of British descent.

Aware that she would soon be a college student next year, her slightly bold black bikini oozed mature charm.

Forcing my gaze from drifting downward, I reflexively responded,

“You look beautiful, President.”

I expected her to laugh with her fan covering her mouth as usual, but instead, she blushed and murmured a shy “Th-thank you.”

What’s with this cute creature?

As I stared blankly at the President, Minami, in her pareo swimsuit, brushed her brown bobbed hair behind her ear and asked,

“Don’t you have anything to say to me?”

“Ah, Minami, you’re pretty too.”

“...It feels like I’m bowing down, but I’ll forgive you this time.”

After saying that, Minami took a step back behind the President.

A moment later, the Vice President, who had changed into trunk swimwear like me, burst out of the changing room.

“President! Have you been waiting long?!”

He was incredibly fast.

It seemed he took less than 5 minutes to change.

Though he looked skinny when clothed, he had an impressive physique once undressed.

Honestly, it was a mystery how those big muscles were covered by such a smaller area of clothing.

Well, if one seriously considered the settings in a love comedy universe, they’d be losing.

Anyway, once the Vice President had also changed into his swimwear, and all the Student Council members had gathered, the President stood in front of me, posed heroically, and declared confidently,

“Then! The 1st! The special intensive training of the Student Council shall begin!”

“Clap, clap, clap, clap.”

“Wowwwww!”

Minami, seemingly annoyed, made clapping sounds with her mouth instead of clapping her hands, while the Vice President enthusiastically cheered.

Though they were related, their behaviors were polar opposites.

“But what exactly are we doing? You said it’s a special intensive training, but I’m not clear on what exactly we’re enhancing.”

Raising my right hand to ask for more details, the President pointed at me with her fan and said,

“Good question, Secretary Kim Yu-seong. The aim of this special intensive training is to strengthen the bond among Student Council members! In other words, it’s a program to enhance friendship!”

Bonding? Friendship?

“She must be tired from the excitement of this trip keeping her up last night. Let’s let her sleep comfortably for an hour or two.”

“Okay.”

Agreeing with Minami, I headed back to the sea to enjoy snorkeling, as originally intended.

About an hour later, the President woke up.

“Minami! Why didn’t you wake me up?!”

“You were sleeping so soundly, Miss...”

“Hmph!”

Seemingly at a loss for words after hearing that she didn’t want to disturb her sleep, the President grumbled and fell silent.

Anyway, since we had lunch and came out late, the sunset was slowly approaching on the beach.

It would take a bit longer for the sunset, but since it would be very dark by the time we returned to the villa, we decided to head back.

“Don’t be too upset, President. It’s not the only day for this.”

“That’s true, but...”

The President, who seemed upset that her rare free time had been spent sleeping, softened her expression a bit after hearing my consolation.

Anyway, upon returning to the mansion in the same four-seater buggy we came in, one of the two maids we saw earlier greeted us.

“Have you returned?”

“Oh, yes. You’re Miyabi, right?”

“Yes. Many people get confused when they first see us sisters, but you recognized me well.”

“Well, your faces are the same, but your hairstyles are different.”

When I answered like that, Miyabi, the maid of the mansion, slightly touched her hair as if it mattered to her.

“Anyway, dinner is already prepared, so I will guide you straight to the dining room.”

She said so and started walking ahead.

We quietly followed her.

Dinner ended around 7 p.m.

After receiving a dinner that seemed to be the work of the mansion’s chef, just like lunch, we returned to our rooms to relieve the fatigue of the day’s swimming.

Although I had quickly washed off the salt in the shower room of the hut, I felt a bit sticky, so I planned to take a bath in the bathtub attached to my room.

So, as I was about to unpack my toiletries and underwear from my bag...

Knock, knock!

Someone knocked on my door.

“Is Kim Yu-seong in there?”

It was the Vice President’s voice.

I put down the bag I was holding and opened the door.

“What’s up all of a sudden, Vice President?”

Then, the Vice President standing at the door, pushing up his glasses, said,

“It’s nothing much, but we plan to go out to sea on a yacht tomorrow morning. So I came to tell you to wake up early.”

“A yacht?”

“The President regretted not being able to enjoy the beach because she was sleeping, so Minami and I secretly asked Mr. Meguro to prepare it.”

“I see.”

Indeed, the rich were on a different scale—a private island, a private beach, and now a boat ride on a yacht.

It felt like a luxury.

After saying his piece, the Vice President returned to his room.

Left alone in my room, I entered the bathroom to take a bath, vaguely imagining the yacht we would board the next day.

ED/N: A traditional Japanese thong made of cotton. It ties around the waist and goes between the legs, secured at the back, allowing for comfort and movement. ️