The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri

"Futaba, are you feeling unwell?"

Kiyono Makoto quickly noticed the hesitation on Futaba's face.

"...I'm fine."

The science-oriented girl gently shook her head, unconsciously averting her gaze.

Going swimming at the beach definitely requires changing into a swimsuit...that would be awful, wouldn't it?

"Let's go! Let's go!"

Eriri, hands on her hips, looked on with great interest:

"Let's go back to the hotel and get our swimsuits first."

"..."

Kiyono Makoto and the girls returned to the hot spring inn, each grabbed a backpack, and then rode their bikes to the beach.

Twenty minutes later.

A golden beach came into view.

Looking at the sea, the beach, and the coconut groves in the distance, Yuzuru Nishimiya's eyes sparkled, and a rare smile appeared on her usually aloof face.

"This is the place where travel should truly take place."

"Hey, there's nobody here."

"It's probably in a rather remote area."

"..."

Perhaps because Hachijojima is relatively remote, the beach was deserted, with no passersby or tourists. Kiyono Makoto and his group had the whole place to themselves.

At the edge of the beach, there are two simple wooden huts with wooden signs hanging above them, clearly indicating that they are public free changing rooms for tourists to change into their swimwear. Further away, there is also a typical beach shop.

"Junior, sir~"

Kasumigaoka Utaha turned to look at him, her voice languid and sweet:

"Let's go to the convenience store and see if they have any parasols; the sun is incredibly strong."

Kiyono Makoto lowered his voice: "Are there any reward points?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha tilted her head slightly: "Don't worry, it's already been recorded."

"That's good."

Upon hearing about the reward, Kiyono Makoto naturally turned and headed towards the convenience store without hesitation.

Inside the convenience store, there was only a middle-aged woman watching TV. After a brief conversation, Kiyono Makoto quickly rented several parasols, beach chairs, and picnic blankets. He then asked for a cooler filled with ice and various drinks. After paying, he carried his things back to the beach.

Girls change into their swimsuits very slowly. When Kiyono Makoto returned with his things, the cabin was still quiet, and no one came out.

After putting his things down, Kiyono Makoto turned and went into the men's changing room, changed into his swim trunks, and then casually opened a few parasols.

Only then did the door finally open, and a tall, slender girl with long, straight black hair stepped out first.

When Kiyono Makoto heard the noise, he turned around and his heart skipped a beat.

The senior student was wearing a black swimsuit, a standard two-piece style. The style wasn't daring; in fact, it leaned towards conservative. However, against the backdrop of black, her already fair and delicate skin appeared dazzlingly white.

Her fair and flawless face, her long and slender swan neck, and her delicate and lovely collarbones are all noteworthy. Looking down, the full curves of her breasts immediately draw the eye, and her deep cleavage is like the Mariana Trench, captivating even the bravest sailor.

Below that was her slender, snow-white waist, which could be grasped in one hand, and on her flat, smooth abdomen, the outline of her abs could be faintly seen.

Finally, the perfectly positioned swimsuit skirt hemline flawlessly showcased the senior's long, straight, and flawless legs, as if God had meticulously crafted a work of art, without a single imperfection.

Kiyono Makoto's heart raced, his mouth went dry, and he suddenly remembered that black mermaid with dreadlocks not long ago. If his senior were to play the mermaid, the box office would definitely be a huge hit!

But I'll pass.

I don't want anyone else to see my senior in her swimsuit except for myself.

A gentle breeze happened to blow by.

The girl's silky black hair swayed gently, like a dynamic ink plum blossom, with a few strands playfully brushing against her senior's fair and delicate face.

Kasumigaoka Utaha raised her right hand, her slender, pale fingers gracefully tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

The ocean.

breeze.

swimsuit.

The girl's long hair flowing in the wind.

And there was a faint smile at the corner of his lips.

In that instant, Kiyono Makoto felt as if time itself had frozen.

"Junior, sir~"

Kasumigaoka Utaha crossed her arms, her pink lips curving upwards into a confident smile, as if she had discovered a new continent, and leaned closer:

"My mouth is watering!"

"..."

Kiyono Makoto snapped out of his daze and quickly raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, only to find that it was indeed a little damp.

"No, you've mistaken me for someone else, senior."

"Heh~"

Kasumigaoka Utaha stepped forward, and before she even arrived, a fragrant breeze wafted over, almost touching Kiyono Makoto's nose, her red eyes subtly curving into crescents:

"So, even my junior can be as innocent and cute as a high school boy."

Qingye Cheng was startled:

"What's the meaning?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha breathed softly, "Junior, you're blushing."

Makoto Kiyono: "......"

It's normal to blush when you get caught embarrassing yourself!

"It's too hot."

Kiyono Makoto, expressionless, tried to save face, "You were running around just now, moving things and setting up a parasol, it's normal to blush."

"I see......"

Kasumigaoka Utaha extends her right hand, which suddenly presses against Kiyono Makoto's chest:

"Then please explain why your heart is beating so fast?"

Seino Makoto remained expressionless.

"A rapid heartbeat after exercise is a normal physiological phenomenon."

"Tsk~"

Kasumigaoka Utaha clicked her tongue softly:

"A fast heart rate might be your body's way of crying for help. Junior, would you like to come to my room tonight? I'll give you a check-up."

I should be the one saying those lines to lure naive young girls!

Kiyono Makoto narrowed his eyes, his gaze subtly turning dangerous.

When faced with a senior student who is cunning, sharp-tongued, and has maxed-out offensive skills, you definitely can't just back down, otherwise you'll only get teased and manipulated.

Before Kiyono could make a move, Kasumigaoka Utaha quickly took half a step back and took out her phone from behind her back.

Click, click.

The sound of camera shutters clicking rang out immediately.

"Blushing junior, this photo is quite valuable for keeping."

Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled and looked over.

Kiyono Makoto's eyes twitched slightly:

"Senior, quickly delete the photos."

"I refuse."

Kasumigaoka Utaha hid her phone behind her back, saying, "I took these photos myself, and I have absolutely no intention of deleting them."

Okay, okay, is this how you play it?

I'll take an ugly picture of you drooling in your sleep later!

As they were talking, the door opened again, and several girls filed out.

The second girl to come out was Eriri.

"I think I just heard the sound of a camera shutter. Did that idiot Kiyono take any pictures secretly?"

Eriri put her hands on her hips, her voice crisp and clear.

"Please don't slander her; it was clearly the senior student taking the photos just now."

While making sarcastic remarks, Kiyono Makoto glanced at Eriri.

My first impression was how fair her skin was.

So white it practically glows.

As a mixed-race individual, Eriri has incredibly fair skin, so fair it practically glows. Her snow-white skin is flawless, without a single pore or blemish, resembling the finest porcelain.

Zhai Li was also wearing a two-piece swimsuit, probably because she was well aware of her weaknesses. The swimsuit had fluffy ruffles, which served to modify and beautify her appearance.

Unfortunately, even so, she was still far behind her senior in terms of physical development, which was a pity.

"You idiot, Kiyono, what kind of look is that?"

Eriri covered her chest with both hands, glaring fiercely at him, her little tiger teeth peeking out.

Was that expression of regret just now?

I'll bite you to death, you idiot!

Kiyono Makoto's expression turned serious:

"It's nothing, I just think Princess Eriri's swimsuit is super pretty."

"Pah! I don't believe it."

Eriri gave a haughty snort, her lips curving upwards for a fleeting moment before her face tightened, deliberately giving her a look of disdain:

"Get out of the way, don't deliberately stand guard at the door."

Behind Eriri came Sage-kun; I'd already seen him in his swimsuit before, so I won't say anything more.

Next up were Nishimiya Shoko and Yuzuru.

Shoko's hair was tied up, and she wore a swimming cap. One hand covered her chest, and the other covered her lower abdomen. Her face turned red as soon as she came out, clearly very shy. The swimsuit she was wearing was a red polka dot swimsuit that she had bought at the mall before, giving her a sweet lollipop-like appearance.

After stopping wearing school swimsuits, the girl's development became clearly visible. Although not as good as her senior, she was far superior to Otaku and on par with Saint.

"Shoko-san's swimsuit is absolutely adorable."

Kiyono Makoto gave a thumbs up, not holding back his praise.

"..."

Shoko blushed and remained silent, simply turning her body away shyly.

Behind Shoko is her younger sister, Yuzuru.

This junior high school girl was also wearing a two-piece swimsuit with a camera hanging around her neck, but her development was truly appalling, even smaller than a small steamed bun-sized pear, making her the latest unit of measurement.

Seeing the subtle difference in Kiyono Makoto's gaze, Nishimiya Yuzuru crossed his arms and glared at him with displeasure:

"What are you looking at, you idiot?"

Although she usually prefers a neutral style of dress, Nishimiya Yuzuru is still a typical girl and of course she cares about other people's opinions, especially when Kiyono Makoto looks at her chest, which makes her inexplicably angry.

Seino Makoto thought for a moment: "Yuzuru has a bright future ahead of him."

"Don't gossip about people, you jerk!"