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

Shawu immediately turned around, her eyes sparkling: "What is it?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha pretended to think about it seriously, and then said in a very serious tone.

"For example... he won't refuse a girl's request."

"He would be so happy if someone confessed their feelings to him."

“…” Yukino remained silent; she knew it.

Sawu was stunned for a moment, and it took her several seconds to realize the meaning of those words.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, as if her secret thoughts had been exposed. She hurriedly lowered her head, her voice barely audible.

"Sister Shiyu...you're talking nonsense again."

Seeing her flustered appearance, Kasumigaoka Utaha finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She crossed her arms over her chest, laughing so hard her shoulders trembled slightly before she calmed down.

Xue's mother looked at them making a ruckus, her eyes filled with tenderness.

She reached into the pile of coconuts, picked one up, and examined it carefully.

"Alright, alright, stop teasing Safun."

"Let's process these coconuts first. After Aoyama-kun finishes setting up the shed, we can have some fresh coconut juice."

As if granted a pardon, Shawu immediately stood up from her squatting position, ran to Xuemu's side, and volunteered to serve.

"I'll help!"

Snow Mother smiled and glanced at her, handing her the coconut in her hand: "Then you take care of holding it steady, I'll open it."

As she spoke, she took out a short knife for preparing ingredients from the pile of supplies.

After finding the right spot at the top, she gently twisted her wrist, and the tip of the knife embedded itself in the coconut shell.

Then he drew a circle along the edge, his movements precise and swift, without wasting a single ounce of effort.

"Snap—!"

The top of the coconut shell was cut off completely, revealing the clear, transparent coconut juice inside.

A sweet, refreshing scent wafted out, mingled with the smell of the sea breeze, making it exceptionally pleasant.

Sagiri moved closer and took a deep breath, her light blue eyes suddenly brightening: "It smells so good!"

Snow Mother handed her the opened coconut: "Try it first."

Shawu took it, held it carefully in her hands, and took a sip.

Then her eyes shone even brighter, as if starlight had fallen into those two azure lakes.

"So sweet! It tastes even better than I expected!"

As she spoke, she handed the coconut to Xue's mother: "Madam, would you like to have a sip too?"

Looking at her innocent face, Xue's mother shook her head: "You drink it, I'll open a second one."

She picked up another coconut, her hands moving quickly.

Kasumigaoka Utaha strolled over and sat down next to Sageri. Watching Sageri sip the coconut, a gentle smile flickered in her red eyes.

She reached out and gently ruffled Sawu's hair, her tone carrying an older sisterly intimacy:

"Drink slowly, no one will take it from you."

Sawu's eyes squinted slightly as she rubbed them, like a kitten being stroked, with an unconcealable smile on her lips.

Yukino stood to the side, glanced at the coconut in Sagiri's hand, and then looked away.

I don't know when it started, but her cold expression has become the norm.

It wasn't something they deliberately faked.

Therefore, she doesn't dislike her current life.

"call--!"

The sea breeze blows from the bay, carrying a fresh scent.

The sunlight bathed the entire beach in a warm gold, and the waves rhythmically lapped against the shore, as if singing a tireless song for them.

"Dong Dong Dong!!!"

The knocking in the distance stopped.

Qingshan straightened up, put the axe aside, and turned to look at the beach.

His gaze fell on the group of figures sitting together, and his voices carried across the distance.

"Are you drinking coconut water?"

Sawu immediately looked up and waved vigorously at him: "Brother Qingshan! This coconut is so sweet! Come and try it!"

"They're here."

Qingshan chuckled, put down his tools, and walked over.

As he approached, Sawu stood up, holding an open coconut.

She handed it to Qingshan, her aquamarine eyes filled with anticipation.

"Brother Qingshan, have a sip, it's really delicious!"

Qingshan looked down at her serious expression, took the coconut, and took a sip.

The warm coconut juice slid down my throat, carrying a naturally sweet taste.

He put down the coconut and nodded: "Yes, it is indeed sweet."

Upon hearing his approval, Shawu's face immediately lit up with a radiant smile, even brighter than the sunlight.

Snow Mother sat beside her, quietly watching the scene, her gaze shifting back and forth between the green mountains and the mist.

She didn't say anything, but her smile seemed to blend into the sea breeze, gentle and lingering.

Kasumigaoka Utaha narrowed her red pupils slightly as her gaze fell on Aoyama.

A faint smile played at the corners of her lips, and her voice carried a hint of mockery.

"Mr. Aoyama, you've come at the perfect time. We caught three coconut crabs, so we'll have them as a snack for lunch."

Upon hearing this, Qingshan's gaze fell on the three coconut crabs covered by the wooden basin, and he said with some surprise:

"You arrested them?"

"It couldn't have been those three crabs that crawled into the pot by themselves, could it?" Kasumigaoka Utaha shrugged matter-of-factly.

Shawu quickly added from the side, "Everyone caught it together!"

As she spoke, she wore a proud expression that said, "I helped too."

Looking at her like that, Qingshan couldn't help but chuckle and gently touched her hair.

"That mist is also very powerful."

When he touched her like that, Sawu froze as if a pause button had been pressed.

Then the temperature on her face rose visibly, turning red all the way to her neck.

She lowered her head, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible: "I'm not that amazing..."

Snow Mother smiled slightly and asked, "Lord Aoyama, what would you like to eat for lunch? Steamed or grilled?"

Qingshan thought for a moment: "Let's steam half and grill the other half, so we can have different flavors."

He has unlocked an ability from the mountain crab.

"So, do coconut crabs also have unlocking abilities?"

Snow Mother nodded, her voice carrying a hint of composure: "Then leave it to me to handle."

Aoyama looked at Snow Mother in surprise.

The head of the Yukinoshita family can actually steam coconut crab?

Watching Yukimo's departing figure, Kasumigaoka Utaha turned her head and stared intently at Aoyama's abs.

"Aoyama-kun, are you building this house so diligently because there's a good lunch, or... for some other reason?"

Aoyama looked down at her, his expression unchanged, and said, "Then it depends on what the other reasons are."

"You're not thinking about weird things again, are you?"

Aoyama frowned and said righteously, "How could that be? I'm a respectable person."

"You don't seem human when you're serious?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha clicked her tongue and didn't press the matter further.

Just last night, I made her do all sorts of shameful poses.

Now he's all serious, what a jerk.

"Sister Shiyu and Brother Qingshan have such a good relationship..."

Saguru watched the two interact with a mixture of confusion and curiosity.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back and lowered her head to continue sipping her coconut juice.

Just as Aoyama was about to say something, he heard Yuki's mother calling him.

"Aoyama-kun, could you come and lend a hand?"

"it is good."

Aoyama walked towards the kitchen counter.

The kitchen counter is a newly built wooden table with two thick logs as legs.

The tabletop was made of wide wooden planks, which was simple but sturdy.

Snow Mother stood in front of the platform, rinsing the sand off the crab shells with clean water.

“々｀ Aoyama-kun, please knock them out.”

"no problem."

Qingshan didn't even need to exert much effort to easily remove them from the biosphere.

"All right."

Xue Mu was no longer as surprised as she had been at the beginning. She glanced at Qingshan, a gentle smile appearing between her brows.

"Could you please move that stone mortar over there for me, Mr. Aoyama? I need to grind some coconut flakes for a dipping sauce later."

No, you can cook, right?

Aoyama responded, suppressing his surprise, and walked over to pick up the stone mortar and place it on one side of the chopping board.

It's called a stone mortar, but it's actually just a stone with a concave hole.

"Put it here?"

"Hmm, a little more to the left—"

As Xue Mu bent down to place a coconut crab on the cutting board, she gestured with her shoulder, and Qingshan pushed the stone mortar to move it a little.

Just as he straightened up, his arm accidentally brushed against Xue Mu's back.

It was a very small fluctuation, so small that even he himself didn't notice it.

But the side of my arm brushed against a soft, full curve, and I could feel its warmth and elasticity through my clothes.

"Ok?"

Aoyama's fingers paused for a moment.

His gaze fell down, and he saw Snow Mother slightly turning her body to adjust the position of the crab.

Her waist curved into a graceful arc, and her hips, encased in trousers, appeared even more rounded and full in the bent-over posture, like a full moon filled with moonlight.

“…”

Snow Mother clearly felt the touch as well.

She paused for less than half a beat, then straightened up and turned her face to look at Qingshan.