The Saint Next to Me Who Sometimes Comes Without Wearing Underwear Tells Me What’s Under Her Skirt in Secret - 25-26

Chapter 25

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“Here, take this. I’m counting on you, okay?”

Seira said that and handed me the sunscreen lotion. Then she lay down on the leisure sheet and unhooked her bikini top. She looked back at me and winked.

“Hurry up and get it over with.”

It seemed I didn’t have the right to refuse.

“Yeah, yeah.”

I turned to face Seira’s back. Her skin was flawless, pale, and beautiful. Starting from the top, I placed my hand around her shoulder blades.

“Nn…”

A small sound escaped from Seira’s lips.

“I’m not very good with sunburns.”

“Is that so?”

“I turn bright red. So make sure you apply it thickly, and don’t leave any spots.”

“Got it.”

Since she was weak to sunburns, she wanted me to be thorough. If she asked me that seriously, I couldn’t just slap it on and be done with it. If my application wasn’t careful, this smooth, porcelain-white skin might be damaged. That was a heavy responsibility to bear.

“Ah, hey… That tickles.”

“Oi, don’t move.”

Just as I moved my hand to the area below her shoulder blades, Seira started to squirm. A little movement didn’t really interfere with the process, but right now, she had removed the top of her swimsuit. So if she arched her back or twisted, I might end up seeing something I shouldn’t. I couldn’t see anything unlessI tried—but if I tried hard enough, you could see.

And that made me want to try…

“Hey, aren’t you being a bit too… Handsy?”

Just as I reached her lower back, Seira started complaining. She glanced back at me with a teasing grin.

“It’s just your imagination.”

For a moment, the tip of her chest almost came into view at the edge of my vision, and I quickly looked away. Seira didn’t seem to notice. Or maybe she misread my reaction as proof she hit the mark, because she got even more carried away.

“Eh~? But haven’t you been going over the same spot over and over again?”

“You’re the one who told me to apply it thickly.”

I wasn’t trying to do anything weird with the way I was rubbing it in. No matter how I did it, she probably would’ve teased me anyway. That was probably her goal from the start.

“You closet pervert!”

“You’re the last person I want to hear that from…”

As we bickered, I finished applying the lotion down to her waist.

“Alright, I’m done.”

“Ehh? No way, you’re not done yet.”

“…I thought I already finished covering the whole back though?”

“Do my butt too.”

Seira laughed and wiggled her hips side to side. In sync with her movements, her swimsuit-clad butt swayed. I thought her chest was big, but it turned out her butt was huge too…

“You can do that part yourself.”

“Ehh, come on. It’s not a big deal. You can do it while you’re at it. Or… Are you embarrassed?”

“Stop being stupid and just put your swimsuit back on.”

“I won’t get mad if you grope a little. Just think of it as a perk of the job…”

“Get up, already.”

I smacked Seira’s butt.

Smack!

 A surprisingly loud sound rang out.

“Hyahn!”

And a sultry voice escaped from Seira’s lips.

“…”

“…”

“…You okay?”

Seira had gone silent, so I called out to her. It was just a little prank. Since she asked me to apply it to her butt, I figured a light smack would be brushed off as a joke. I didn’t mean to hit her that hard. But that was just my perspective. Seira might have felt pain—or even fear.

“Ah, um…”

I didn’t want her to hate me, but I had no idea how to apologize.

“Hey, Haruki-kun.”

Just as I fumbled for words, Seira spoke up first.

“What is it?”

“Can you… Do that again?”

“Huh?”

What the hell is she saying now?

I froze, unable to understand what she meant.

“Try smacking my butt again.”

“H-Huh…?”

Confused, I gave her butt a light slap.

Pat.

A small sound echoed and her butt jiggled slightly.

That’s… It actually looks kinda hot…

“Harder. Like before.”

Apparently the previous one was too weak for her taste. Ugh… I wasn’t exactly thrilled, but if she said so…

“Here I go.”

I raised my hand and smacked her butt with full force.

Smack! 

A sharp sound echoed across the beach.

“Nn-ah…!”

A groan escaped from Seira’s lips. She rubbed her now bright red butt.

“O-owww…!”

“…Was that too hard?”

I asked, somewhat exasperated.

“Y-Yeah… I think I prefer it a little gentler.”

“Ah, right…”

“But it wasn’t bad.”

Apparently she was satisfied with the slap. Seira sat up and quickly rehooked the top of her swimsuit.

“…I might’ve opened a new door inside me.”

Seira said that with an oddly sultry expression. It seemed her fetishes had evolved even further.

“You better take responsibility, okay?”

“No way.”

Just smack yourself from now on.

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Chapter 26

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It had been two hours since we started playing in the ocean.

“I’m kinda tired now…”

While floating aimlessly on her swim ring, Seira murmured that. Even though just a moment ago, she had been splashing water and tossing a beach ball around, having a blast… It was like her battery had suddenly died.

“Want to take a break?”

“Yeah. Let’s have lunch first.”

It was about noon, after all. A perfect time for a break.

“Alright then, shall we head back? …Seira?”

“Carry meee…”

“…Yeah, yeah.”

I carried Seira, swim ring and all, to the shoreline. Then I pushed her up onto the beach.

“Come on, stand up.”

“Give me a piggyback ride.”

“I have to carry the swim ring too, so that’s not gonna happen.”

“Ehh…”

“I’ll give you a piggyback later.”

When I said that, Seira stood up with a pouty look on her face.

Why do I have to make concessions for something as simple as walking?

With that thought in mind, we returned to where we had spread out our leisure sheet. We set down the swim ring and I put on my rash guard.

“Ahh…”

“What’s wrong?”

“I forgot my rash guard. I have my dress… Ahh, but I don’t want to get it dirty with seawater…”

Seira started fretting while holding her dress in her hands. Her swimsuit was fairly revealing, so she probably didn’t want to wander around in it. Honestly, I didn’t really want her bare skin exposed to the crowd either…

“If you’re okay with mine, want to use it?”

“Really?”

“You’ve got sensitive skin, right?”

“Then I’ll gladly take it.”

Seira took my rash guard from me. That said, I didn’t feel too comfortable being half-naked either. So I threw on the shirt I had worn earlier.

“Hey, hey, Haruki-kun, look, look.”

“What is it?”

“Don’t I look kinda… Sexy like this?”

Wearing the rash guard, Seira flapped the loose sleeves as she spoke.

…She didn’t look sexy. If anything, since she was more covered up now, she looked less sexy.

“Don’t I kinda look like someone who’s not wearing pants or a skirt?”

“Ahhh—”

I finally understood what she was trying to say. Since it was originally my rash guard, it was a bit oversized on Seira. So the hem reached all the way to her thighs, completely hiding the bottom of her swimsuit. That made her look like someone wearing nothing on her lower half.

I just thought of something fun.

“Hey, try lifting the hem a little for me?”

“Huh? Okay, I guess…?”

Seira tilted her head, then grabbed the hem and lifted it slightly. A glimpse of her white swimsuit bottom peeked out. …It totally looked like a panty flash.

“Hey! Nooo!!”

Maybe realizing my intent, Seira quickly pressed the hem down with both hands. Then she glared at me.

“Pervert.”

“Hey, you’re the one who said you looked sexy first. Besides, it’s a swimsuit.”

“There’s a big difference between doing it consciously and having it pointed out without realizing it!”

Seira puffed out her cheeks in a sulk. Still, despite saying that, she didn’t seem inclined to take off the rash guard. Understandable, since doing so would increase how much skin was showing. Or maybe she was actually enjoying the fact it looked like a panty flash.

“Let’s hurry up and go eat lunch already.”

Saying that, Seira briskly walked off. Now and then, she’d tug at the hem of the rash guard, clearly self-conscious about it.

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