Chapter 545: Raise Your Hand if You Never Wear Swim Trunks When Going to the Pool!

Chapter 545: Raise Your Hand if You Never Wear Swim Trunks When Going to the Pool!

"Let's change our mindset, Hasegawa-san," said Kawaki, sitting on a bench eating grilled fish, "It's better not to have any accidents with these idiots around. It's better without any guests, isn't it? Luckily, these guys are tough, so leaving them alone is okay. Let's just take the day off today and relax."

"Yeah, you're right." Moved by Kawaki's words, Hasegawa adjusted his sunglasses on his nose and sighed lightly. Then, he stood up, raised his beer mug, and clinked it with Kawaki's beer mug. "Even serialized novels have summer breaks! It's okay for us to take a break too!"

"Exactly! After all, this novel is just something those who don't want to watch the Olympic Games live and only care about the number of gold medals read casually!" Kawaki replied. "And we don't have many readers anyway! Even if we take a break, it won't be noticed!"

"Oh no! Thinking like this suddenly gets me all excited!" Hasegawa exclaimed, feeling exhilarated. "Can I go all out? Can I swim butterfly naked in the pool?!"

"Can I make a pool of strawberry milk?! Can I drown in strawberry milk?!"

"Yeah, sure, go ahead!" Hasegawa said, taking off his lifeguard uniform. "Because today, this place is..."

"...our paradise!" Kawaki, who had somehow brought a large can of strawberry milk and was pouring it into the pool, and Hasegawa, who had taken off his beach pants and was posing for a dive with one hand covering the mosaic part, shouted excitedly at the same time.

However, just as Hasegawa was about to jump into the pool, there was a gunshot, and both Kawaki and Hasegawa were brought back to reality.

Ignoring the shattered strawberry milk bottle, Kawaki and Hasegawa turned their heads simultaneously after a moment of confusion.

"Hey—" Matsudaira, holding a gun and a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Kawaki and Hasegawa with a slightly impatient tone. "I've been calling you for a while, didn't you hear me? Kid... hand over your beach pants."

Kawaki's face was covered in cold sweat as he stared wide-eyed, his face twitching uncontrollably.

"Ugh, traveling with me suddenly said he wants to swim," Matsudaira gestured behind him with a hint of helplessness. "I told him going to the bar would be more fun, but... well, since we came in a hurry, we didn't bring any beach pants. But since this is a pool, they must have rentals or sales, right?"

With the gun aimed at Kawaki and Hasegawa again, Matsudaira continued, "If not, take off yours and give it to me within three seconds! One!"

Bang! The bullet hit the ground near Kawaki's feet, startling him.

"Don't be so rude, Hijikata," a young man wearing a headband walked over slowly. "No need to worry..."

Standing in front of Kawaki and the others with a swimming ring, Kawaki said, "Um, could you guys stop for a moment? I have something to say."

"What's wrong, Aru? Do you want to join us in playing, Aru?" Kagura asked in confusion.

"Sure, you can, but the newbie has to hold three apples, "Kawaki, with numerous shurikens on his back and head, nodded.

"What kind of rule is that?! You can't even do it once! Who else here can withstand that kind of thing besides you?! Stop it! Stop the game that could kill ordinary people!" Kawaki protested vehemently, then pointed to the shore where Maomao had already put on his swim cap and goggles, "And also, it's not me; it's that guy over there, the one called Shoshou. He wants to play with you guys."

"We're fine with that," replied Amayo.

"Can't help it, let him join, Miss Amayo," Kondo, standing next to Amayo in the water, came up, a little helpless.

"He's charming," said Sarutobi, popping her head out of the water next to Kondo, slightly helpless. "He's like a clumsy kid who doesn't know how to fit in with his friends~"

"Come over here, Shoshou!" Toad, who emerged from the water, shouted at Maomao's direction. "Come here, Shoshou! We're already friends! But no talking to the Young Master!"

"No, you're not qualified to say that," Kawaki immediately retorted.

"Lord Kawaki! I've held my breath underwater for ten minutes!" emerged from the water Gouzai and Gedoumaru simultaneously.

"You two have nothing to do with each other!" Kawaki protested.

"Hold your breath for two more hours," Kawaki glanced at the two of them indifferently, then turned his head to look at Maomao on the shore, his expression slightly serious. "Kawaki, that guy..."

"He's wearing briefs, isn't he?" Kawaki pointed to Maomao, looking at Kawaki.

"Is that what you noticed?!" Kawaki protested internally.

"Indeed, although we have no relationship," said Tsukuyo, standing next to Kawaki with her arms crossed, "that man is wearing not swim trunks, but briefs, right?"