Chapter 302 Summer Travel (3)
Five people sat at the dining table and enjoyed steak.
Outside the window is the azure blue sea, and the pages of Blue Planet II rustle in the sea breeze.
"It's delicious." Watanabe Toru praised.
As he spoke, he put another piece of beef into his mouth with his knife and fork.
Yuko Kiyono showed a satisfied look.
“You didn’t expect I had such cooking skills?” she said.
“Surprised!”
"You're lying again." Someone said in a nonchalant voice.
Watanabe Toru looked at Kiyono Yuko and said, "Aunt Yuko, can I hit your daughter?"
"Go ahead." Kiyono Yuko shrugged youthfully.
While cutting the steak with a knife and fork, Rin looked at Watanabe Toru with a hint of expectation - a look of anticipation.
Watanabe Toru avoided her gaze and looked at Kujo Miki.
"Meiji, eat less, don't get a big belly."
He used a knife and fork to pick up the freshly cut piece from her plate and put it directly into his mouth.
Miki Kujo rolled her eyes at him and continued cutting the steak.
"By the way, Watanabe-kun," Mrs. Kujo suddenly said, "where are my sunglasses?"
"The bridge."
"Why do you know where your mother's sunglasses are?" Miki Kujo stopped cutting the steak and turned her head to look at Toru Watanabe.
"Are you jealous?" Mrs. Kujo asked happily.
"After all, you look only fifteen years old, so Meiji can't help but feel a sense of crisis."
"Fifteen is too young, seventeen."
"What a coincidence, I'm also seventeen this year, just one month later, how about you?" Watanabe Toru asked.
"Two months, call me sister."
"Sister...Mother."
Under the dining table, Kujo Miki's shoes were placed on Watanabe Toru's shoes.
"Dear." Miki Kujo picked up a piece of beef with a knife and fork and handed it to Toru Watanabe's mouth.
On the opposite side, Qingye Rin put down her knife and fork, picked up the iced lemonade, and turned her eyes to the blue sea outside the cabin.
Watanabe Toru didn't open his mouth, but raised his right index finger, pretending to listen.
Everyone looked at him and fell silent.
The rustling sound of papers in the wind.
"What is it..."
Before Mrs. Kiyono could finish her words, the forget-me-not stuck between the pages of Blue Planet II was blown out of the book by the wind and rolled to the ground.
Toru Watanabe suddenly stood up.
"I've got a fish!" He ran out of the cabin and rushed to the stern deck.
Kujo Miki took back her knife and fork and asked, "What's fish?"
"The fishhook I just cast." Qingye Rin put down the lemonade.
"How did you know you caught a fish in the living room?" Mrs. Kujo looked at Kiyono Rin, "Are you lying?"
"No."
"I'll go eat outside." Miki Kujo picked up her and Toru Watanabe's plates, stood up leisurely, and walked to the stern.
"I'll go and take a look too, maybe I can try some sashimi." Mrs. Kujo held a plate in her left hand and a glass of red wine in her right hand.
"Well! Let's go too!" Mrs. Kiyono picked up her own and her daughter's plates and followed.
In the restaurant, only Kiyono Rin was left holding a knife and fork.
“…” She sighed helplessly and stood up with her knife and fork.
When she reached the stern, the three of them sat at the outdoor dining table in the shade, watching Watanabe Toru, alone, reeling in his fishing line by the side of the boat in the midday sun.
"Watanabe-kun, how do you know the fish is hooked?" Mrs. Kiyono opened her throat slightly in the sea breeze.
"I heard the sound of the line being released!" Toru Watanabe kept shaking the roller.
"Can you hear this?" Mrs. Kujo asked in surprise.
"Space creatures have poor hearing and cannot hear each other talking in a vacuum!"
Mrs. Kujo was stunned: "Why is this child joking so seriously? He makes it seem like the real thing."
Qingye Rin covered her mouth with her hands and smiled beautifully.
"Is this joke funny?" Mrs. Kujo was confused.
"Not funny." After a brief pause, Qing Ye Lin added a degree word: "Completely."
"It's not funny, what are you laughing at?" asked Kujo Miki with a sneer.
"Do I need your permission?" Qingye Rin asked back sharply.
On the other side, Kiyono Yuko said to Kujo Maki, "Should we quarrel too?"
"Watanabe-kun will definitely choose me. What qualifications do you have to argue with me?" Mrs. Kujo said confidently.
"Oh, you are very confident." Mrs. Kiyono said with a smile, "Watanabe-kun has fallen in love with the steak I fry. May I ask what he loves about you? Do you like playing the role of a girl?"
"I fell in love with me even though I was only 20 years old, but I felt as young as 17."
"You are so shameless."
“Same here.”
"Who cares? Watanabe-kun really loves my cooking."
"You believe what Watanabe-kun said? It seems that you don't know him well enough, Youko."
"I agree." Qingye Rin ate steak leisurely.
Miki Kujo hummed softly and agreed.
"But it's true that he likes the steak I fry, right?" Mrs. Kiyono said dissatisfiedly, "Isn't it, Rin-chan?"
"It's true that it tastes good, but I don't know whether I like it or not."
"What are you talking about?" Watanabe Toru came back, holding a fish's mouth with pliers in his hand, "Dora A-rin, help me identify this fish quickly, what kind of fish is this?"
Qingye Rin first glared at Watanabe Toru, then looked at the fish in his hand.
It is about 25 centimeters long, with a spindle-shaped body, a blue back, a silvery-white belly, and a long, thin tail.
After the identification, she didn't say anything, just glanced at Watanabe Toru, and then continued to eat steak.
"Yellowfin tuna?" Watanabe Toru confirmed, "It's OK, but at least I caught a fish."
"Come and eat quickly, don't bother with the fish." said Kujo Miki.
"Wait a minute!" Toru Watanabe took a knife, stabbed it into the fish gills, and ended the fish.
After the blood is drained, put it in the freezer.
He once again put a small fish on the hook as bait and threw the hook back into the sea.
After doing all this, Toru Watanabe sat down on the round sofa: "I hope the next one will be a bluefin."
"If you want to fish for bluefin tuna, I'll take you to Canada next time," said Mrs. Kujo.
"There are better and closer places," said Kujo Miki.
"Where?" asked Toru Watanabe.
“Tsukiji Market.”
“That’s not buying…”
"Watanabe-kun, I want to ask you a question."
"Hmm?" Watanabe Toru looked at Mrs. Kiyono, who had a serious and dissatisfied expression. "Excuse me. I promise to tell you everything I know. I will tell you everything about fishing."
"Do you like my steak?"
"Of course I do."
"Look!" Kiyono Yuko looked at Mrs. Kujo proudly, "Watanabe-kun said he likes me."
"Hey, hey!" Watanabe Toru said quickly, "This is the most exaggerated quoting out of context I have ever seen!"
The four of them laughed at the same time, ate steak happily, and enjoyed the sea breeze in comfort.
The yacht was sailing on the vast sea, and the waves at the stern were like a white long skirt, quite elegant.
After dinner, the two ladies and Kiyono Rin went to take a nap.
Toru Watanabe was in charge of watching the boat. Miki Kujo had slept in the morning and also stayed on the second floor.
With automatic navigation, there is not much to do just to watch the ship.
"Do you want to play the joker game?" Toru Watanabe picked up a deck of cards.
"good."
The two took off their shoes and sat cross-legged on the large, luxurious sofa.
Divide the cards in two.
"Who goes first..." Before Watanabe Toru could finish his words, Kujo Miki had already stretched out her hand.
Watanabe Toru handed over the cards, and Kujo Miki drew a red three, then threw out a pair of red threes.
It was Toru Watanabe's turn. He drew a black K from Miki Kujo, but he didn't have any black K in his hand.
Miki Kujo draws a card, black A, she doesn't have a black A.
It's Toru Watanabe's turn again...
While playing, Kujo Miki lay down and rested her head on Watanabe Toru's legs.
She waved her hand, and Toru Watanabe handed over the cards, drew out a red six, and threw a pair of red sixes on her belly.
Watanabe Toru glanced down at her, took a black five from her hand, and threw a pair of black fives on her stomach.
When it was Kujo Miki's turn, she simply grabbed Watanabe Toru's wrist, pulled it down, looked at the cards, chose a red two, and threw out a pair of red twos.
"I didn't peek at your cards."
"So what are you looking at?"
"Your breasts."
"Yeah." Miki Kujo grabbed Toru Watanabe's wrist again and watched her choose a card.
"Don't want to play anymore?" Watanabe Toru asked her softly.
When there are only two of us, we always subconsciously lower our voices.
"Boring. " Miki Kujo said lazily.
Toru Watanabe took the cards from her hand and on her stomach, put them together with his own, and threw them aside.
He helped Kujo Miki up and let her sit on his legs.
"Actually, you want to do this, right?" Watanabe Toru put his arms around her waist.
"Guess." Miki Kujo put her hands on his shoulders and looked into his eyes with a smile.
"Whether you want it or not, I've thought about it." Toru Watanabe stuck out his tongue.
Miki Kujo looked at him with disdain, wrapped her arms around his neck, and offered her tongue as if giving alms.
At first it was just the tips of their tongues, and at some point, it was unclear who moved forward first, and their lips intertwined.
Toru Watanabe gently stroked Miki Kujo's back with his hands.
The curve of her hips, the tiny waist, the straps of her bra.
"Satisfied." Watanabe Toru hugged her waist tightly and buried his face in her chest, "Kiss me again, they..."
Miki Kujo pushed away Toru Watanabe's face and whispered in her undulating voice:
"continue."
She kissed him.
Everything around is bright and colorful.
Looking into the distance, there is no coastline in sight.
Everywhere you look, there is sea water stretching to the end of your sight.
The yacht rides the waves, yet seems to stay in the same place, and the sound of a distant whistle can be heard.
The two kissed for a long time in this scenery.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the scorching sun finally subsided and the five people prepared to stop the boat and swim.
The scene in the anime about applying sunscreen...didn't happen.
By the time they came out of the bedroom, everything that needed to be applied had been applied.
but……
Mrs. Kujo is wearing a black bikini, with plump and firm breasts and shiny skin;
Mrs. Kiyono's yellow ruffled swimsuit, with her delicate and tight skin, long legs, and the transparent swimming ring on her shoulders, makes her look like a magazine cover girl on a tropical beach.
"How is it?" The two ladies stood together.
"...very suitable." Watanabe Toru had to admit that he really looked at it many times before reluctantly looking away.
The scene before my eyes could probably only be completely ignored by a non-human.
Even girls would stare at it for a long time with envy.
Beautiful legs, neck, collarbone, smooth limbs, plump breasts, tight white skin, nicely shaped belly button, and here and there...
"I didn't expect you were also interested in women over 30 years old." Miki Kujo walked up from the first floor.
White swimsuit with ruffles on the chest and lower body.
"I chose it." Mrs. Kiyono walked over and hugged Kujo Miki's arm. "Does it look good, Watanabe-kun?"
Toru Watanabe glanced at the ruffles of her swaying skirt, his eyes moving up along the seductive mermaid line, and the plump and bulging breasts under the ruffles.
"Meiji, actually you can still go for the pure route." Watanabe Toru nodded with satisfaction.
Kujo Miki rolled her eyes at him.
"That's all? " Mrs. Kiyono continued to ask.
"It will be a good night..." He paused, not because of the obscene words, but because he suddenly noticed that they were wearing the same style of ruffled swimsuit.
Twist the slender waist exposed to the air, and the ruffles flutter together.
Mrs. Kiyono and Miki Kujo stood up together... and there was a sense of some other shock.
He looked away.
Then, Kiyono Rin appeared before him.
"Is this the beach towel from last time?" Toru Watanabe quickly glanced at the legs faintly visible under the beach towel.
“Same color.”
"No matter how I look at it, it's the same one from last time." He pretended to study the beach towel and continued to look at the legs.
Damn beach towel, move away a little!
No, wait.
Maybe it is because of the beach towel that it is more attractive.
'But I still want to open it right away!'
"The stripes are all different." Qingye Rin slightly spread her legs forward and backward, as if she was going to spread out the beach towel.
But halfway through, she stopped the movement, and her calves, which were about to be exposed, were hidden in the beach towel again.
"It doesn't matter whether we go up the last one or not, let's go swimming." She glanced at Toru Watanabe, turned and walked towards the stern.
"I won't show it to you." That's what her eyes meant.
"It's exposed... But once we get into the water, we'll be able to see it anyway."
The five men walked toward the aft deck.
"Let's have a motorboat battle!" Mrs. Kiyono said excitedly before they even got into the water. "One group for mothers and one group for daughters!"
"No need to play." Qingye Rin picked up the inflatable bed and planned to drift leisurely on the sea.
"Then I'll be in a group with Watanabe." said Kujo Miki.
Qingye Rin was about to throw the inflatable bed into the sea, but stopped after hearing her words.
"The Kiyono family is in one group, and the Kujo family is in another group." She said coldly.
"Okay." Kujo Miki smiled.
The two ladies were used to the failure of plans, so they did not feel disappointed, nor did they force it.
Two pairs of mother and daughter each rode a motorboat.
The wife drove the motorboat, the daughter sat in the back holding a water gun, and Toru Watanabe was the referee.
"As a referee...how do you define losing? How do you define winning?" asked Toru Watanabe.
"There is no winning or losing." Miki Kujo sat astride the back seat of the motorboat.
"I understand. I'm just venting my anger." Watanabe Toru nodded. "Let the game begin!"
"Hold on tight!" the two ladies shouted, stepped on the accelerator, and the motorboat rushed out.
The wives had a lot of fun and were very skilled, constantly finding shooting angles for their daughters.
I don’t know if the two young ladies were playing, but they never stopped shooting water guns.
When both sides have ammunition, they can dodge each other. Once one side runs out of ammunition and has to slow down to resupply...
I don’t know whether to call that scene an ammunition baptism or a hair washing.
Toru Watanabe was wearing beach pants that reached his knees and a short-sleeved shirt.
He sat on the deck, his legs soaked in the sea water, his hands supported behind his back, watching the four people having "happy" time.
"Now! Rin-chan!"
It was Miki Kujo's turn to resupply ammunition, Mrs. Kujo slowed down a little and Mrs. Kiyono drove the motorboat over.
Kiyono Rin, whose whole body was already wet, stood up with a large water gun and pointed the gun at Kujo Miki's face.
"Ah!" The one who exclaimed was Kiyono Rin.
He slipped and fell off the motorboat into the water.
"Hahaha, you're so weak, Rin!" Kujo Miki laughed loudly and sneered.
While she was laughing, she did not forget to reload her ammunition.
Because Rin Kiyono fell into the sea, Mrs. Kiyono had to stop completely.
Miki Kujo is waiting for Rin Kiyono to get on the motorboat.
Whether it's the face, the back, the belly, the buttocks or the thighs, she has the final say.
However, Kiyono Rin dropped the water gun, dived, and disappeared.
"Referee!" Kujo Miki shouted.
"Hahaha!" Toru Watanabe laughed.
As I was smiling, a figure suddenly appeared in front of me. It was Qingno Rin.
The sun in the distance was crimson, and her profile was coated with a layer of dusk-colored light. Her usually awe-inspiring and inviolable temperament became warm and bright.
This was not a special moment, and nothing special happened. It was just an ordinary moment:
Watanabe Toru was sitting on the stern deck, laughing happily, when Kiyono Rin suddenly emerged from the water in front of him.
Her lead-black hair absorbed the water and stuck to her face.
At that moment, the two looked at each other.
The afterglow of the sunset changed on the two people's faces, and they continued to expand in each other's hearts, occupying their entire hearts.
The heart made a sound and beat very fast.
If this is the first time two people meet, perhaps they fall in love at first sight.
