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Although the captain is now able to justify directly attacking Kiana...

But there's no need to be so careful with her.

She's already passed out, so we can't let her participate? That's ridiculous!

Don't forget, in this script, I'm your wife!

Can't you give me a sense of participation?

When two people do it together, she enjoys it, I enjoy it, and you enjoy it too!

However, it must be admitted that... with Kiana around, Lu Mo's performance was much better than when he was alone.

Chapter 45 Honeymoon Trip, Beach Chapter

"Hey! Don't just stand there, come join the fun, Captain!"

Himeko wore a loose white shirt, its soft fabric like flowing clouds, casually draped over her body. She paired it with light blue shorts, which accentuated her long, straight legs. Her long, flowing hair cascaded loosely over her shoulders, a few strands gently ruffled by the sea breeze, dancing freely against her cheeks. A pair of exquisite sunglasses sat perfectly on her high nose, obscuring her expressive eyes, yet unable to conceal the mature and captivating charm emanating from them. Every step she took carried an elegant grace refined by time, her every gesture exuding the unique allure of a mature woman.

Kiana, dressed in a vibrant bikini, her colors as bright as her joyful mood, skipped and hopped across the beach like a playful deer, her clear, loud laughter startling several seabirds perched on the sand.

Lu Mo, dressed in simple swim trunks and a short-sleeved T-shirt, wore a happy smile. His gaze, seemingly drawn by a magnet, lingered on Himeko and Kiana, filled with love and doting affection.

Sunshine, beach! And cacti... no cacti, only bikinis!

This is Lu Mo and Himeko's honeymoon trip—funded by the heiress of Me Company and the current head of the Kaslana family.

The beaches are all private, so there's absolutely no need to worry about any other issues.

With their abilities, creating a resort beach where no one else would come would be a piece of cake.

"Alas, now I'm increasingly eager to go there!" Lu Mo exclaimed as he surveyed his two harem members.

Himeko and Kiana are both wearing the first swimsuits, which are now discontinued—luckily, Lu Mo also collected them all back then.

Himeko's outfit still has the same feel as it did back then, but Kiana, who has grown up, looks completely different in it.

The size of the swimsuit she wore before is so different from the current one, which makes Kiana's curves look even more voluptuous in comparison.

"Hmm~ Captain, are you tempted?"

Although it is theoretically a honeymoon trip, what honeymoon trip is the bride bringing a bunch of her girlfriends!

Bronya, Mei, and Fu Hua all came along on Himeko's honeymoon.

Moreover, they are all swimsuits from back then—except for Fu Hua, which wasn't officially released, neither Honkai Impact 2 nor Honkai Impact 3 had them.

"I'm definitely tempted."

Lu Mo wiped his nose.

Mei's is alright; at most, she's similar to Kiana, just with a larger size that makes her look more mature and elegant.

Bronya's outfit—she's wearing a school swimsuit from back in the day!

Although the size has been adjusted quite a bit compared to back then, it still covers Bronya completely while also showing off all the features that should stand out.

"How about I bring those NPCs over so you can get a feel for it beforehand?"

Anyway, everything in the script world is created by her, so she can do whatever she wants.

Are you sure you want to restore it?

For example, feel, feel and feel.

"Um... I'm really not sure."

Kiana looked innocent.

So, although the class monitor isn't completely unpredictable like the modeler, he's still someone we can temporarily exclude, as is customary.

Then, putting aside the rest, Kiana hasn't even tried Bronya's feel.

She can't possibly experience it herself, can she?!

If we're going to recreate Bronya exactly as she was from back then, then she should be the one from "back then".

That's roughly equivalent to bringing back the 65-year-old Bronya from the other world, who has Big Mom under her command and might just become the Pirate King.

"So let's work harder to open the door to the Honkai world."

Although that sounds like a really ridiculous joke.

"It can only be the."

If I had known, I would have made some minor adjustments to the script and set the timeline a little earlier.

Regardless of whether O-Bear or Zhen O wins, Lu Mo doesn't have much of an opinion.

Ducklings have their advantages too, don't they?

Kiana can recreate a little duck for the captain to hold without any problem.

"Well, even if the actual experience is different, Captain, I can still guarantee that the visual experience will be completely fine!"

Kiana guarantees that her eyes are her ruler, and she can absolutely ensure a perfect recreation of Mei and Bronya's appearances.

At least from Lu Mo's eyes, one can be certain that Kiana's portrayal is quite accurate.

"Why don't you try being an extra?!"

Although the beach was full of people from the harem, Kiana, in the spirit of rigor, still included some staff members sent by Schicksal.

If the captain wants to be a playboy, flirt and date, and experience the power of being a superior, it's quite easy for him.

Well, in reality, Kiana isn't sure if she could accept the captain adding people to her network so casually (even if the relationship is "only once"), but in this one-off situation, Kiana feels it's not impossible to try this kind of operation.

It's like in some novels where you seduce the villain's (not a heavyweight) family member, get the evidence, and then there's no follow-up.

"Ouch!"

"Stop with all this, let's just enjoy the beach!"

Lu Mo said that the kind of development was indeed quite interesting, but it would be better to enjoy it first!

On the other side, dappled sunlight cast by the parasol danced on the beautiful woman's collarbone, awakening the woman enjoying the sea breeze.

Himeko, legs crossed, swirled her mojito cup as she watched Kiana chase Lu Mo into the sea. The girl's body was soaked by the waves, leaving dark hearts visible along her hip line.

"What a commotion!" Ji Zi didn't think there was anything wrong with Lu Mo, a married man, being so intimate with other women.

Himeko suddenly stood up, her white shirt casually buttoned at the top two buttons, her full legs fully displayed under the sunlight. She walked closer, her sandals leaving deep marks on the sand, and water droplets from the ice cup dripped from between her fingers onto her navel—the fabric there was warm from the sun, and the cool water trembled when it dripped onto it.

Immediately, a jet of silvery water struck Himeko squarely in the chest. Her white shirt was instantly soaked, like crumpled rice paper stuck to her skin; seawater pooled in her collarbone, sliding down her chest and into her unbuttoned trousers.

Just as Lu Mo arrived in front of her, his Adam's apple bumped against her wet collarbone, and he smelled the aroma of rum mixed with sea salt.

"So cool..." Himeko chuckled, her fingertips brushing aside Lu Mo's dripping bangs. The hem of his soaked shirt clung to his hips, the fabric so wet it was translucent, revealing a pale blue anchor-shaped tattoo on his side, and... further down, black lace trim.

"Since you're not taking me with you, I'm not going to let you off so easily!"

How powerful would a woman who can wield a greatsword unleash in such a situation?

It's safe to say that not being knocked away was already a sign of restraint.

Chapter 46 Scaring Yourself

"Lu Mo, save me!" Kiana rushed towards him, water droplets from her hair splashing onto his eyelashes. Himeko's hand suddenly hooked around his ankle from underwater, the icy ring brushing against his skin, startling him so much that he stumbled and fell into the waves. The moment the salt water filled his mouth and nose, he saw Himeko's wet shirt billowing like sails, the collar wide open revealing her sun-kissed cleavage.

Suddenly, a huge wave crashed in, and the strap of Himeko's swimsuit snapped at the back. The black fabric, like a crumpled cloud, slid down Himeko's healthy-skinned back into the heart of the wave. Kiana's blue swimsuit was swept away at the same time, and the girl cried out, clutching her chest. Water droplets on her lower back shimmered like pearls in the bright sunlight.

"We have no choice but to go back now; it's too improper to have a water fight like this."

When Ji Zi turned around, her white shirt was already soaked through, clinging to her beautiful shoulder blades. She hooked her arm around Lu Mo's collar for leverage and twisted her wet, long hair into a braid.

"Himeko-sensei, if you go back like this..."

"Don't worry, there's no one else on this beach except us. Why are you worried about being seen?"

Since Schicksal and Me have booked the entire venue here, anyone who can see this place must be at least a Herrscher-level user.

And right now, all the Herrscher-level and above people on Earth are on this beach.

Himeko deliberately walked in an arc, stepping on the broken waves. Her trousers clung to her thighs because they were wet, and the deep color was faintly visible under the fabric. Each step created gentle waves.

As she bent down to pick up the seashell, the back of her shirt was pushed open, fluttering in the wind like two clouds, the fabric stretching into a semi-transparent net under the sunlight.

Two mounds, tanned to a honey color, shone with this movement—the firmness of years of weight training, yet also the fullness unique to mature women, like silk crumpled by the sea breeze.

She did it on purpose!

She doesn't hesitate to show off her charm, which shows her absolute confidence in her own allure.

She lay there on the beach, showing Lu Mo the salt stains on her waistband. The tide had left symmetrical crescent-shaped marks on both sides, and the sand clung to the fabric, making Lu Mo's gaze follow the lines as they tightened sharply from her waistline and then curved softly outwards at her tailbone, just like the boundary between the beach and the waves, where strength and gentleness blended.

"So, next, it's our turn."

Kiana pulled Lu Mo behind the rocks.

How could she not understand the reasoning behind Himeko's words? She was simply looking for a reason to justify her next actions.

Lu Mo stared at the parasol ten meters away. In the silhouette of Himeko lying on her side, the old scar on her back was blurred into a pale pink mist under the fabric. Kiana's hair brushed against his Adam's apple, carrying the minty scent of mojito—it was the half-sip left at the bottom of Himeko's glass, which she had secretly drunk half an hour ago.

Kiana was already prepared for this moment.

"Her eyelashes were trembling." The girl's breath brushed against her collarbone, not a kiss, but the tickling of sand on a breeze. Lu Mo caught a glimpse of Himeko's fingertips twitching, the oily sheen of sunscreen shimmering in the twilight. Kiana suddenly placed his hand on her lower back.

The boy's fingers sank into the sand. There was a rustling of fabric under the parasol. As Himeko turned over, her movements left deeper marks on her soaked shirt. Lu Mo hurriedly looked down, only to catch Kiana's mischievous glint in her eyes—she deliberately wrapped her legs around his waist, letting the fabric of her swim trunks rub against his inner thighs so she could savor the sensation.

"Shh..." Kiana's fingertips brushed against his trembling lips, and soon Lu Mo could feel the taste of blood exploding on his tongue. Lu Mo gasped in pain, and heard Himeko's breathing suddenly quicken, but he saw that she was still lying on her side, and in the shadow of her straw hat, the smile lines at the corners of her eyes did not smooth out.

"Quiet..." Lu Mo's words were cut off by the girl's lips. Kiana's tongue licked the blood between his teeth, her fingertips secretly unbuttoning his shirt, drawing circles on his chest—where the red mark Himeko had left on him that morning still remained. Himeko could see through the narrow view between the two rocks, and Lu Mo stared at the brown mole, feeling Kiana in his palm begin to burn, like a stolen, unripe mango.

A distant cry of seagulls echoed. Kiana suddenly pressed his hand against her buttocks, where the fabric, soaked with moisture, was cool, while the warmth of her flesh burned his palm through the fabric. "Himeko's sunscreen..." she gasped, biting his earlobe, "is now on both of us..."

Lore!

Lu Mo froze. Himeko, under the parasol, turned over to face them, her straw hat slipping off to reveal half her face—her eyelashes were still trembling, but a faint smile played on her lips.

Did she find out?

"Do you dare to bet?"

dare not!

Whether Himeko knew the truth at "this time" was unknown even when they were writing the script.

But it is precisely because of this that the experience of Himeko seemingly wanting to discover something but not being able to is what fascinates the two of them at this moment.

This is a highly taboo matter.

They could be discovered at any time, and Himeko could find out the truth at any time.

After doing that thing with Himeko that night, the two of them became obsessed with that feeling.

And they're getting bolder and bolder.

Only after they were both satisfied did they reluctantly leave the rock.

The tide gently lapped at the beach, leaving trails of water. Kiana stood up, the sea breeze ruffling her hair. On her right inner thigh, a strand of Lu Mo's hair was subtly tangled in the fuzz of her swimsuit's edge; without a closer look, one would mistake it for a fiber from the swimsuit itself.

Lu Mo put on his shirt, and near his waist, there was a small, dried white droplet with slightly yellowed edges. It was a mark left by passion, gently rubbed by the shirt. Unless you lifted the hem to look closely, no one would notice this hidden mark.

Kiana walked towards the parasol. On her lower back, several small white dots were clinging to her skin—leaves from their intimate moments. In the sunlight, these dots blended with the reflection of her skin, making them virtually undetectable unless one got within half a foot of them.

Both of them were very careful, despite their previous boldness, they were constantly worried about being discovered by Himeko.

"Now that you've had your fun, come and apply sunscreen to me."

Himeko still doesn't seem to have discovered the secret between the two of them.

Lu Mo's fingertips, which were squeezing out sunscreen, paused for half a second at the tube opening. Suddenly, a long black hair fell from Ji Zi's body; it was something that shouldn't exist here.

Hmm... no, this is hair, not the mark from before.

What am I thinking?

Lu Mo shook his head, realizing that he had only been scaring himself.

"call"

"What's wrong? Nothing! Enjoy experiencing my techniques, Himeko!"

Chapter 47 BGM: The Temptation of Going Home

"How does the captain look dressed like this?"

"Why are you wearing Himeko's clothes and using her things?!"