Kawashima Meiji's private swimming pool is luxurious.

The area is about the size of a football field. Not only can the water temperature be automatically adjusted, but there are also simulated undercurrents and waves. Facilities such as lounge chairs, spa single rooms, and beverage bars are all available.

Fujiwara Izaya lay lazily on the bride's back, floating with the water while feeding her little spiders.

Occasionally, he would raise his legs and pat the bride's buttocks, just like slapping a horse with a riding crop. Whenever the buttocks were slapped, the bride would slide her eight spider legs and carry her owner in the water for a while.

Um.

This is what Kawashima Meiji saw.

That damn little devil is riding on me...oh no, riding on another spider girl, but he is constantly taking advantage of her!

"Mrs.~"

Fujiwara Izaya waved to her and came down to play together.

"..."

Kawashima Miji covered her face with a painful expression, pressed her fingers to her temples and rubbed them fiercely. Her body, which was only wearing underwear, rose and fell rapidly with anger, and her plump curves were fully displayed.

That's for sure.

If the Empress was given a brick now, she would definitely smash Fujiwara Izaya's head without hesitation.

The bride stared at her for a long time. After she recognized who this woman was, she happily shouted: "Idiot!"

"?"

Kawashima Meiji felt sad.

Even if he was bullied by a kid, why would a stupid spider like him do the same...

"Madam, let's get into the water." Fujiwara Izaya greeted her and jumped off the bride's back.

"I don't!" Kawashima Meiji put her hands on her hips aggressively, her eyes full of murderous intent.

"Then just watch it on the case!"

Fujiwara Rin ignored her and started swimming in the swimming pool on his own.

When Kasahara Fuka-Eri walked in, she heard the sound of rushing water and looked towards the blue swimming pool.

The boy is swimming hard.

The speed was quite fast, her arms swung powerfully, and her movements were as flexible as a slender little dolphin. Then, she looked at the young woman floating on the water, thinking about where he got that monster.

"Are you going for a swim?" Kawashima Meiji asked.

"No." Kasahara Fuka-Eri shook her head.

That indifferent look seemed to be a gesture not to talk to her.

"You must be a snow girl..." Kawashima Miji muttered, sat down along the shore, and put her feet into the pool. Maybe it was because the water was warmer, but her expression was obvious the moment her feet entered the water.

Soothed a lot.

The eyes are slightly narrowed, looking very comfortable.

Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked around and walked to the bar by the pool.

"There are various drinks and fruits inside," Kawashima Miji shouted, "Can you get some and eat them together?"

"good."

Kasahara Fuka-Eri answered briefly.

It seemed that it was very laborious for her to say more words.

Fujiwara Izaya pretended to swim in the swimming pool for a while, and slowly came closer to Kawashima Miki.

"Huh~"

A head suddenly emerged from the water, gasping for air.

The bright lights of the swimming pool cast a soft light on his face, and his usually annoying eyebrows suddenly became a bit pleasing to the eye, probably because his eyes were shining with a friendly smile.

"Kid..."

Kawashima Miji glanced at him and moved to the side, as if she didn't want to pay attention to him.

However, Fujiwara Izaya suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed her feet, and pulled her towards him with a strong force.

There was a "pop" sound.

Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked up from the bar and saw only a splash of water.

"GuluGulu~"

A series of bubbles rose from the bottom of the water.

After looking at it twice, Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked back and took some wine and drinks from the refrigerator. She also took some mangoes from Miyazaki Prefecture and honeydew melons from Shizuoka Prefecture, and brought them to the pond to sit down.

Under water.

The light shines into the water and refracts swayingly, making the vision bright.

Kawashima Miji leaned her back against the bottom of the pool and looked at Fujiwara Izaya with a straight face.

At this time, the kid was holding her body, pressing her down and unable to move.

"Madam, I...GuluGulu..."

Kawashima Miji couldn't hear clearly what Fujiwara Izaya said.

But that little face that was just a little more pleasing to the eye became hateful again in her eyes.

After a while, she felt hypoxic.

His hands wrapped around Fujiwara Izaya instinctively, and his soft body came close to him. The tight and firm skin pressed against his body. The extremely smooth touch made Fujiwara Izaya want to stay underwater for a long time.

It's a pity that monsters also need to breathe.

"Plop~"

Two heads emerged from the water.

Kasahara Fuka-Eri was sitting on a lounge chair by the pool, holding her chin with one hand, looking motionless at the young woman paddling in the water not far away. Under that cold face, she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Ah, hoo hoo~"

Kawashima Miji held her hands on the edge of the pool, her long wet hair clinging to her smooth back like strands of seaweed.

The delicate and round oval face turned red from holding in his breath, and he opened his sexy lips and breathed greedily. It took him a while to finally recover.

"Madam, how should you compensate me?" Fujiwara Izaya hugged her waist from behind, almost pressed his face against her delicate face, and breathed hot air behind her ear, "I am helping you vent your anger, but you are

Watching the show the whole time is too disrespectful of friendship."

"Hmm~"

Kawashima Meiji gritted her teeth and refused to respond, her cheeks turning slightly red.

"Why don't you join me for a fight tonight?" Fujiwara Izaya said, his eyes sliding down her uneven collarbone.

The plump and bulging curves come into view, covered with black underwear with red embroidery. The two tones are particularly tempting against the fair skin.

Fujiwara Izaya has always believed that the combination of mysterious black and flirtatious red shows the temperament of a royal lady.

"Speak." He urged, his hands gently caressing her smooth belly.

"Don't... you can't do this..." Kawashima Miji slowly turned her head, arched her body and pushed him away with her butt, while dodging. However, her movements and strength were very moderate, and she didn't look like she was seriously resisting at all. "

...Little devil, don’t be too presumptuous, don’t…please…don’t…”

"Come up here, sit down and talk."

Fujiwara Izaya let go of her waist, then took her hand and sat on the edge of the pool.

Kawashima Miki couldn't break free, so she glared at him fiercely, and was helplessly pulled to the edge of the pool by her, sitting side by side. She was only wearing underwear, and Fujiwara Izaya was also only wearing underwear, and his body was completely naked.

It was slippery, and water drops kept sliding down.

In appearance, one is a capable and dignified, mature woman. The other is a tall, sunny and handsome boy, holding hands and standing next to each other like a young couple, not out of place at all.

Kasahara Fuka-Eri pressed her lips to the edge of the thin wine glass, smelling the taste of pine liqueur inside.

He stared at the two people by the pool, motionless, only the long eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings from time to time.

"If you don't say anything, can you pretend that nothing happened?" Fujiwara Izaya continued to press Kawashima Miki.

Kawashima Meiji said "uh" indifferently.

She pulled her hand hard and found that she couldn't pull it back. She turned her face to the other side without saying a word and looked at the bride who was playing alone in the swimming pool, not wanting the bastard to speak.

"Today I offended the entire Yakuza organization because of my wife!"

Fujiwara Izaya spread out his five fingers, inserted them one by one into Kawashima Miji's palm, and interlocked with her ten fingers.

Kawashima Miji's arms were stiff, but she did not move away. She glanced sideways at her clasped palms and sighed: "Sooner or later, my sister will be killed by a reckless brat like you."

After saying that, she raised her head slightly and stared at the clear water, in a daze.

"Before we die, let's finish the unfinished business first." Fujiwara Izaya tugged on her arm.
To be continued...