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

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't say anything more, but a faint smile curved her lips.

"Screech!"

Aoyama gasped.

The moon rose higher, its light bathing the entire bay.

The night was gentle.

Even if the green hills are deeply entrenched in it, unable to extricate themselves.

Chapter 68: He wants to... make you all his wives~ [Picture]

As the morning sun rises from the sea, it bathes the entire bay in a warm, golden hue.

"That feels so good!"

As dawn broke, Qingshan woke up and stretched.

Then, they tiptoed past the few people who were still fast asleep and began today's expansion work.

Last night I added some extra structural frames, and today I need to fill in the walls and build a simple kitchen shed on the side.

"The foundation must be solid, and the house must be large, so that it can withstand strong winds and rainstorms."

Aoyama was shirtless, the morning light shining on his well-defined back muscles, which rippled like a flowing sculpture with each swing of his axe.

Snow Mother's condition had almost fully recovered, and she was the first to wake up.

She sat up from the simple bed, casually tidied her long, loose hair, and looked past the embers of the campfire to the figure in the distance, sweating profusely.

"Are you up already?"

She glanced at it for a few seconds, then quietly got up and began preparing breakfast.

Breakfast was simple: grilled smoked meat strips, wild berries picked from the forest, and a pot of boiled and cooled water.

Soon after, the others woke up one after another.

The activity began today.

After finishing the last piece of meat, Qingshan stood up and patted the crumbs off his hands: "I'll go set up the kitchen shed. We should be able to finish the main structure today."

He took a few steps, then turned back and said, "Don't go too far today, just stay near the bay."

"If you want to go out, remember to tell me, and I'll go with you."

Kasumigaoka Utaha was biting into a wild fruit when she heard this and looked up at him with slightly tired eyes.

"Okay, okay, my dear butler Aoyama~"

Qingshan ignored her teasing, picked up his axe and walked towards the grove of trees. Soon, the sound of rhythmic and powerful chopping echoed from the shadows of the trees.

Only four people remained by the campfire.

Snow Mother was tidying up the dishes, her movements calm and graceful.

The sea breeze blew in from the bay, ruffling the hair behind her ears, making her appear gentle and graceful.

Yukino sat beside her, folding the clothes that had dried the night before and putting them into her backpack.

Her movements were swift and precise, and each piece was folded neatly.

Izumi Sagiri squatted on the ground, drawing circles on the sand with a small stick. Her long, silvery-white hair hung down from her shoulders, gleaming with a warm luster in the morning light.

The Feathered Tyrannosaurus Rex lay at her feet, dozing off with its eyes half-closed.

Kasumigaoka Utaha stretched and looked up at the few crooked coconut trees on the beach.

"Speaking of which... since there are coconuts by the sea, why don't we get a few to try?"

She used to drink it with Aoyama-kun, but now she kind of wants to drink it.

Sawu looked up, her light blue eyes brightening: "Coconut juice? I've never tasted a freshly picked coconut before."

"Then let's give it a try."

Kasumigaoka Utaha stood up, brushed the sand off her hands, and walked towards the coconut trees.

The coconut trees grow where the sand meets the rocks. Their trunks are crooked, yet they still grow upwards, with clusters of green fruit hanging from their canopies at the top.

After cleaning up the dishes, Xue's mother stood up and followed.

She walked at a leisurely pace, and when she reached Kasumigaoka Utaha's side, she looked up to gauge the height of the tree canopy.

"It's quite tall."

"We'll need a long stick."

Shawu jogged up to catch up, stood behind the two, and tiptoed to look around: "Then I'll go find a stick!"

As she spoke, she turned to run away, but Yukino came up from behind, carrying a thin bamboo pole about three meters long, which Aoyama had whittled the night before to use as a clothes rack.

"Use this," Yukino said, handing over the bamboo pole in a calm voice.

Sagiri took the bamboo pole, paused for a moment, and said, "Yukino is amazing! How did you know we were going to use...?"

"I can tell by which way you're going," Yukino said, walking over and standing next to the group.

She was still wearing that school uniform today, her long black hair swaying gently in the morning breeze, her dark stockings covering her straight and slender legs, and the red ribbon in her hair standing out in the sunlight.

Yukino standing on the beach gives off a subtle and tranquil beauty.

Kasumigaoka Utaha took the bamboo pole, weighed it in her hand, then looked up and aimed at a bunch of coconuts that looked rather plump on the tree canopy, and began to poke them with the bamboo pole.

The end of the bamboo pole was poked into the base of the coconut, once, twice... but the coconut fibers remained unmoved.

"...It's quite sturdy." Kasumigaoka Utaha clicked her tongue and added a bit more force.

After watching for a while, Xue's mother couldn't help but smile slightly: "Shiyu, would you like me to try?"

"No need, I don't believe I can't get it out."

Kasumigaoka Utaha gritted her teeth and continued poking, her long black hair swaying over her shoulders with each movement.

Why is that bastard Aoyama so good at stabbing, but I can't?

She simply didn't believe it.

Shawu looked up for a while, then whispered, "Sister Shiyu, how about... you try turning a little to the left?"

Upon hearing this, Kasumigaoka Utaha slightly adjusted the angle of the bamboo pole and thrust it upwards with force.

"Snap—!"

A bunch of coconuts detached from their roots, along with a few leaves, and fell from the air, making a dull thud as they hit the sand.

"It fell!"

"It's huge!"

Sawu exclaimed happily, ran over, picked up the coconut, and held it in her arms, examining it from all angles.

She ran back, clutching the coconut, and proudly presented it to Xing Si Chu Hai, exclaiming, "That coconut is huge!"

Xue Mu bent down to take a look, then gently tapped the coconut shell: "The juice inside this variety of coconut should be very sweet."

Kasumigaoka Utaha put down the bamboo pole, rubbed her slightly sore arms, and walked over to look her over.

"Not bad, it just took a bit of effort."

As she spoke, she glanced at the tree canopy overhead: "There are still a few bunches over there, should we take them all down?"

“Okay!” Sagiri nodded immediately.

So the group began to divide the work and cooperate.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was in charge of poking with a bamboo pole, while Sagiri stood by, tilting her head back and directing the angle. Yuki and Yukino were responsible for picking up the fallen coconuts and piling them under the shade of a nearby tree.

The sea breeze was blowing, and the sun was shining warmly on the entire beach.

The rhythmic lapping of the waves served as background music, interspersed with the girls' voices.

"To the left! Just a little bit to the left!"

"Is that so?"

"Higher!"

"Snap—crack!"

Another coconut fell to the ground.

Shawu ran over and picked it up. A fine layer of sweat had appeared on her forehead, but her light blue eyes were full of excitement.

After working like this for more than ten minutes, seven or eight coconuts had already piled up under the shade of the tree.

Kasumigaoka Utaha put down the bamboo pole, stretched her shoulders, and let out a long breath.

"That's about enough, enough for a day or two."

Shawu squatted down next to the pile of coconuts and reached out to touch the shell of one of them.

Then she raised her head, her gaze filled with curiosity, and looked towards the green hills that were busy in the distance.

"Boom--!"

He was hammering several long logs into the frame of the wall, each swing of the axe precise and powerful, the dull thuds carrying through the air.

"Brother Qingshan seems to know everything... He's so amazing..."

Sagiri watched for a while, then looked away.

As if suddenly remembering something, she turned her head to look at Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was sitting on a rock.

"Sister Shiyu..."

"Ok?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha was wiping the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve when she heard this and turned to look at her.

Sha Wu hesitated for a moment, her fingertips unconsciously tangling around the edge of her dress.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and her voice softened: "Um... last night... you and Brother Qingshan seemed to have spent... a long time on the beach?"

Actually, she was just curious about what the two of them were whispering to each other over there.

As soon as those words were spoken, the atmosphere in the air subtly changed.

Kasumigaoka Utaha paused for a moment while arranging the coconuts, but quickly resumed her work.

She probably already guessed what it was, and just smiled slightly.

“…”

Yukino stood a few steps away, her back to the group, drawing something on the sand with a thin stick.

Her movements did not stop, but if you look closely, you will notice that her fingers gripping the stick tightened slightly.

Kasumigaoka Utaha blinked her red pupils, then curled the corners of her mouth into a meaningful smile.

"Sawu, why are you asking this?"

Her tone carried a unique languidness and a hint of teasing, like a cat basking in the sun with its eyes half-closed.

Sawu's ears visibly flushed red: "No... I was just... just curious..."

Her voice grew softer and softer, and the last few words were almost muffled in her mouth.

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at her helpless expression, and the corners of her lips curved into a deeper smile.

She leaned forward slightly, lowered her voice, and spoke with a hint of deliberate teasing.

"Curious about what? Curious about what Aoyama-kun and I did on the beach?"

Saguru suddenly raised her head, her light blue pupils filled with panic.

Why is it that a perfectly normal sentence, when spoken by Sister Shiyu, sounds like it takes on a completely different meaning?

"That's not what I meant, I just..."

She opened her mouth, only to find that her voice was completely out of control, and her cheeks turned red from her ears to her neck.

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at her flushed face and finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She leaned against the rock behind her, her arms crossed over her chest, a hint of reminiscence in her red eyes.

"Don't worry, I didn't do anything shameful."