Comic strip: Survival on a deserted island, surrounded by heroines

He decided to carry this thing with him at all times, and if anything went wrong, he would just kill it.

The big dog tilted its head, seemingly not understanding at all, but still cooperated by chirping again.

"That's true, after all, they are carnivores."

Kasumigaoka Utaha stretched and turned to rummage through the meat strips on the grill, the firelight outlining a soft profile of her face.

Izumi Sagiri patted the big dog's back again, and said with a smile in a low voice, "...Welcome, big dog."

The big dog buried its head in Sawu's arms and rubbed against her, making her shoulders tremble but she dared not laugh out loud.

Aoyama sat by the fire, watching the scene in the shelter, and the firelight flickered in his eyes.

Then he picked up a branch and poked at the firewood, saying in a calm tone something only he understood:

"Big dog, you should chew it up."

Kasumigaoka Utaha turned to look at him: "Aoyama-kun, what are you muttering about?"

"It's nothing."

"Let's get ready for dinner. Cook plenty of bear meat."

Seeing Kasumigaoka Utaha taking meat, the big dog's eyes lit up. It immediately popped out of Sagiri's arms and ran to the foot of Aoyama to look up at him.

"Chirp—chirp—!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha watched this scene, remained silent for a long time, and then said, "...It really is becoming more and more like a dog."

Izumi Sagiri covered her mouth, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

The firelight cast long shadows on the rock walls of the shelter. The fluffy white cub ran around the fire, and when it got tired, it plopped down and looked up at the green mountains, barking.

"Chirp."

"..."

"Chirp."

Aoyama looked down at the persistent little ball of fluff at his feet, remained silent for a moment, then cut off a small piece of roasted bear meat and handed it to him.

The big dog snatched it in its mouth, chewed it twice, swallowed it, and then tilted its head back.

"Chirp chirp chirp—!"

Izumi Sagiri finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, her clear laughter echoing throughout the shelter.

Kasumigaoka Utaha leaned against the stone wall, a slight smile curving her lips. Her gaze shifted from the greedy cub to Aoyama's perpetually expressionless face.

The firelight was warm, and the aroma of meat filled the air. The big dog rolled around at the foot of the green hill, then rested his head on his boot and fell fast asleep.

Izumi Sagiri asked softly, "Does it...does it really think of Aoyama-nii as its mother?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha answered slowly, "No, I think he's treating Aoyama-kun like an automatic feeding machine."

Aoyama glanced down at the white fluffy ball at his feet, which was already whirring slightly.

"Perhaps it sensed danger and is therefore showing weakness to me?"

Looking at the white fluff ball, Aoyama wondered, what does a dinosaur taste like?

"So, how many do I need to eat to gain the ability?"

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Chapter 41: Don't you want to soak in the hot spring, Qingshan?

late at night.

The fire in the shelter had not been completely extinguished, and sparks occasionally flew up.

The shelter was unusually quiet at this time, and Izumi Sagiri and the big dog were already asleep.

Her long, silvery-white hair was scattered on the straw mat, and she curled up in a small ball in the corner, breathing evenly and slowly.

The big dog lay sprawled beside her, its white fur rising and falling with its breath, occasionally kicking its leg—probably gnawing on a bone in its sleep.

Qingshan leaned against the stone wall with his eyes closed, looking as if he were resting.

Kasumigaoka Utaha sat opposite the campfire, poking at the embers with a branch, and glanced sideways at the direction of Aoyama.

"Aoyama-kun."

The green hills opened their eyes.

Kasumigaoka Utaha stood up, brushed the ash off her skirt, bent down and picked something up from the edge of the straw mat, waving it in the firelight.

Black.

Aoyama's gaze fell on her hands, on a pair of black stockings, neatly folded.

"Come with me somewhere," Kasumigaoka Utaha said casually.

"What are you going to do?"

"I found a place during the day, not too far from here, with a small hot spring."

She twirled the stockings in her hand and added, "I didn't have time to go during the day, and I'm a little scared to go alone at night."

Qingshan gave her a strange look.

"A small hot spring...?"

Her red pupils reflected a warm hue in the firelight, and a smile played at the corners of her lips.

"...Don't you want to soak in the hot springs, Aoyama-kun?"

"think."

Without saying a word, he stood up, stretched his shoulders, picked up the composite bow, and slung it over his back.

"Let me change my clothes."

After saying that, Kasumigaoka Utaha turned around and walked to the side of the cave entrance, where there was a simple shelter, with her back to the sanctuary.

The rustling sounds were particularly clear in the quiet night.

Green Mountain leans against the stone wall, waiting for her in his heart.

A moment later, Kasumigaoka Utaha emerged from behind the bushes.

She changed into a black bodycon skirt, the hem of which reached just to the mid-thigh, the firelight outlining the curves of her waist and hips.

Black stockings covered her legs, gleaming softly in the firelight.

As she bent over to tie her shoelaces, her pencil skirt tightened even more, making the lines from her calves to her ankles flow smoothly and evenly under her stockings.

After standing up, she turned her head and tied her black hair up: "I'm leaving."

Moonlight bathed the forest path, and fallen leaves rustled softly underfoot.

The two walked one after the other, with Kasumigaoka Utaha's figure casting a slender, long shadow in the moonlight.

She walked with a relaxed posture, her calves, encased in black stockings, swaying gently beneath her skirt.

Aoyama asked thoughtfully, "Is the hot spring far away?"

"It's about a few minutes' walk."

Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly stopped and turned around, the moonlight falling on her slightly upturned lips:

"Do you think I look good dressed like this, Aoyama-kun?"

Qingshan looked at her and said, "You look better dressed than naked."

Actually, he likes the feeling of being partially concealed.

“…”

Kasumigaoka Utaha paused for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Where did you learn that kind of talk?"

"I figured it out from watching videos before."

"Really, she doesn't understand romance at all."

She turned around and continued walking, but her steps were a little lighter than before.

Inside the shelter, Izumi Sagiri opened her eyes.

She hadn't actually fallen asleep; she was just pretending.

She blinked twice in the darkness, then quietly raised her head and glanced at the cave entrance.

The big dog was still sleeping soundly on its back, making soft snoring sounds.

"Brother Qingshan and Sister Shiyu... went out?"

"What are you going there for?"

Her gaze fell on the ground not far from the cave entrance, where there was a small clearing illuminated by the moonlight. The two figures that were there just moments ago were now just dappled shadows.

Izumi Sagiri sat up, hesitated for a moment, and then gently got up.

"Just to take a look... just one look."

She tiptoed out of the shelter, her long, silvery-white hair gleaming in the moonlight.

I stepped carefully on the fallen leaves.

The big dog rolled over in its sleep and continued snoring, not waking up.

Izumi Sagiri walked along the moonlit forest path for a while, and soon heard faint voices coming from ahead.

She slowed her pace, hid behind a thick tree trunk, and poked half her head out.

Moonlight spilled across a clearing in the woods.

Kasumigaoka Utaha leaned against a tree trunk, her long, straight black hair falling over her shoulders, the hem of her bodycon skirt fluttering gently in the night breeze.

Black stockings covered her legs, extending from her ankles to mid-thighs.

Aoyama stood in front of her, no more than half a step away.

"Where's the hot spring you were promised?"

"No rush."

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked up at him, moonlight reflecting in her red eyes, her voice tinged with a soft laugh: "Aoyama-kun knows, right? I asked you out..."

Her hands rested on the rough bark behind her, her body leaning slightly back, her legs, encased in black stockings, were clearly defined in the moonlight.

"Aoyama-kun, you must be very tired today?"

"It's time...to relax a bit."

"Cough, I am a little tired."

Kasumigaoka Utaha tilted her head, the corners of her mouth curving into a deeper smile: "Mmm~"

She poked Aoyama's chest with her finger: "Aoyama-kun, you don't always have to have such a long face, like the whole world owes you money."

Aoyama grabbed her hand and looked down at her: "So you asked me to come out because you want to pay me back?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha chuckled, and instead of pulling her hand away from his grasp, she gently squeezed it back.

"I just wanted to make sure... Aoyama-kun wouldn't suffocate in the hot spring." Her voice was more intense than the coolness of the night breeze.

"..."

Aoyama gazed at her with interest.

Under the moonlight, Kasumigaoka Utaha's red eyes were like two clear jewels, her long, straight black hair fell on either side of her collarbone, and her long legs, encased in black stockings, were slightly crossed, looking so graceful in the moonlight.

Izumi Sagiri hid behind a tree trunk and covered her mouth.

Her heart was pounding like a drum, and her cheeks were so hot she wondered if she had a fever.

"They...they are..."