Why is the Demon King like this?

In the afternoon, it was swimming class.

In the sweltering heat, boys and girls whispered amongst themselves, while the lecture from the podium was barely audible.

The air conditioner was whirring, and my gaze involuntarily drifted through the window to the light blue pool in the distance.

There were already classes in session there, and you could vaguely see girls in swimsuits (school swimsuits) walking by.

As if he could already hear the laughter of children splashing in the water, Yuto Nakagawa wore a disgustingly intoxicated expression, making it hard to tell whether he was paying attention to Homo or the cute high school girl.

But whichever one it is, it's enough for Kimo.

The agonizing class time finally ended, and the girls went to change clothes in twos and threes, saying things that made people blush.

In the morning, Yuki eagerly turned around: "Seikei-kun~ Teach me to swim!"

"reject."

"Eh—"

To be honest, Keisuke Ao would rather lie in bed in the infirmary and enjoy the air conditioning than swim in the small pool.

Why don't you just ask Chizuru Shiraishi to give you a note?

"Qinggui, let's have a showdown! I'm going to teach you a lesson in swimming!" Nakagawa Yuto still held a grudge from noon.

"reject."

"What?!"

When was the last time you went swimming?

Keisuke Ao sat in his seat, resting his chin on his hand, lost in memories.

Her pensive expression made Yuki fall silent.

Using a specially downloaded foreign photo-taking app (without shutter sound), she secretly recorded the prince's image. In the morning, Yuki was so engrossed in the scene that she almost shed tears of emotion.

—The last time, strictly speaking, was when I fought my way into the sea with the hero?

Aokiji remembered that in the deep sea, he stirred up the waves, and with each attack, it was as if he wanted to overturn the seawater.

Even now, when I think back on it, I can still feel the joy I felt back then.

So now that I think about it, I don't feel resentful. It's just that only such a short time has passed since I transmigrated, but those days seem incredibly distant.

Aokiji couldn't say whether this change was good or bad, but at least for now, it was acceptable.

The afternoon sun was still very hot. After changing into swimming trunks, putting on swimming caps and goggles, and lining up by the pool, Aoki Keisuke noticed that Hanako was leisurely soaking in the water.

The old-fashioned sailor suit, soaked through, floated in the water like a jellyfish.

—This guy isn't even afraid of sunlight?

Keisuke Ao realized that he had underestimated the significance of the name "Hanako".

And...she clearly used the swimming pool as a toilet, didn't she?

When their eyes met, Hanako shuddered and immediately put on a fawning smile, almost like a seal showing its belly.

Keisuke Ao looked away, no longer glancing at the white underwear that was faintly visible underwater.

That makes sense, if Hanako could be eliminated so easily, the mysterious side of Japan wouldn't have just divided her up.

He seemed to be deep in thought, feeling as if he had grasped an important clue.

But we'll need to think about the specifics later.

The swimming teacher divided the students into two teams: those who could swim were led by the sports committee member to swim laps, while those who couldn't stay behind to learn.

"Come on—warm up before you go into the water!"

"1! 2! 3! 4!"

While the teacher wasn't paying attention, Nakagawa Yuto started making funny gestures, which drew bursts of laughter.

The girl watched intently, though she seemed to find it distasteful.

The boys then began to respond to Nakagawa Yuto's movements, dancing wildly in unison.

Aoki Keisuke twisted his wrists and ankles expressionlessly, blocking out all of Nakagawa Yuto's flirtatious glances.

Hanako, on the other hand, watched with great interest and gave it a negative ten out of ten.

"Hey! Nakagawa!"

The PE teacher finally noticed something was wrong and almost kicked Nakagawa Yuto into the water.

So everyone ended up warming up while watching Yuto Nakagawa swam back and forth in the pool at full speed.

"Ten rounds! No stopping!"

It must be said that this beast has quite good stamina and swims very fast.

Unfortunately, they are prone to getting carried away.

After finishing his warm-up, Keisuke Ao stopped and raised his hand to shield his eyes from the sunlight. His body, which was originally quite thin, now had a vague outline, and the training had been very effective.

In this environment, he also felt an urge to get into the water as soon as possible.

How about going to the beach this weekend?

With that thought in mind, a few minutes later, Aokiji finally went into the water.

Hanako 7274 came over to massage his shoulders and legs, and since no one else could see, Ao Keisuke let her do as she pleased.

"Lord Qinggui, the ring you gave me is really useful!" Hanako showed off her fair hand. "My sister asked me to ask you if you have any more of these good things."

Keisuke Ao was enjoying the sunshine and the flowing water and ignored her.

Furthermore, talking to thin air only makes you look like a fool.

Moreover, although he would likely gain something from the question Hanako raised, crafting tools requires a lot of spiritual energy, and he had no interest in becoming a blacksmith.

In short, it's something you don't need to worry about.

"Qinggui!" Nakagawa Yuto, panting heavily, swam over. "Let's settle this!"

"Teacher, Nakagawa said he'd do it again next time, even if it's just ten laps."

"Nakagawa!!!"

"What?! How despicable!"

Aokiji lay leisurely on the water's surface, closing his eyes.

This is also something you don't need to worry about.

As he drifted along, Aoki Keisuke almost fell asleep. The ripples created by the others propelled him, and the sounds of playing in the water came and went, sometimes near, sometimes far. It seemed as if someone was calling his name.

But Aoki Keisuke couldn't be bothered to pay any attention.

Hanako's massage pressure was just right; her slender, cool fingers felt as if they had just been pulled from ice water. Her pleated skirt brushed against his arm intermittently, sending a strange sensation through him.

"They've actually mastered such exquisite chakra techniques!"

Yuto Nakagawa, who was being punished again, was dumbfounded when he saw this scene—how could Keisuke Ao be so good at showing off!

Every single girl around them, who had only dipped her legs into the water, was secretly watching Aokiji.

It looked like she wanted to just hook him over with her foot.

Damn it... Why is this happening? Tears of envy streamed down my face.

"Teacher, I want to learn that."

"What the hell..."

I want to learn too!

Hanako carefully helped Keisuke Ao steer, preventing him from drifting towards those wicked women with ill intentions.

but……

She wasn't quite sure about the relationship between Asuka Arisugawa and Keisuke Ao.

Therefore, Keisuke Ao inevitably drifted towards Asuka Arisugawa.

"Thump... thump..."

Asuka Arisugawa stared at Keisuke Ao's face, her heart pounding uncontrollably as he drew closer.

A blush crept onto her cheeks, and she secretly stirred the water, trying to push Aokiji away, but the weak splashes were futile.

The boy came by water.

So slow, and so embarrassing.

Asuka Arisugawa froze, unsure whether she should pull her legs out of the water.

She felt the subtle gazes around her, and became even more shy... What should she do?!

Keisuke Aoki leaned his head closer, and Asuka Arisugawa instinctively shrank back.

His handsome face brushed past her calf, as if they could feel each other's warmth through the pool water.

Asuka Arisugawa felt her heart pounding in her chest as she looked down, her gaze sweeping over Keisuke Ao's eyebrows, nose, lips, and bare upper body.

Transparent water droplets, fair skin, and firm muscles.

The class monitor took a small breath, hesitated, but just before Qing Guijie's head was about to hit the pool wall, she leaned down, reached out, and gently blocked it.

It looked like she was stroking his hair.

Hanako looked excited, as if she had just bumped into something, and even increased the pressure of her massage.

"Um……"

The boy slowly opened his sleepy eyes. On a summer afternoon, he and Arisugawa Asuka were looking at each other by the pool.

Her flushed face, slightly damp hair, and moist eyes, along with her body in a form-fitting swimsuit that revealed her snow-white arms and calves, and the soft palm of her hand pressed against his head, made Aokiji feel as if he had entered a light dream of a summer afternoon nap.

But it was only for a short breath. Qing Guijie smiled at her, then reached out and pushed against the wall, his body swaying as he walked away in the opposite direction.

"Thank you, Arisugawa-san."

Asuka of Arisugawa opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Just watching him leave, I suddenly felt a sense of loss.

"...Don't go."

That's what she wanted to say.

But why do I want to say that?

The girl was bewildered, and when she came to her senses, her hand could no longer reach Aokiji's hair.