"Damn it!! Damn it!!"
How can I be so blind?!
Amongst the training umamusumes on a certain beach, a certain strict vice president can be seen running while looking around frantically.
It wasn't a normal sight.
Air Groove is known for being able to keep her cool in any situation. People thought that the only thing that might shake her was the end of the world. So seeing her like this causes quite a stir.
Not only does her demeanor change drastically, but what she is wearing also causes massive confusion. Air Groove never wears anything but the Tracen official swimsuit. Everyone expects her to be wearing the same swimsuit as they are, so seeing her in something more revealing and alluring sends her fellow students into a despairing wail.
Her summer ensemble is a sophisticated blend of tropical charm and refined detail, designed to catch the light of the beach and the eyes of a certain red-haired young man. Her ensemble begins with a white halter-style bikini top, elegantly gathered at the center to create a silhouette that is both graceful and athletic. The fabric is brought to life by a soft, sun-kissed floral print, a design that feels like a garden blooming against the backdrop of the sea.
Secured around her waist is a vibrant yellow fabric that flutters with every passing ocean breeze, its surface decorated with flower patterns which complimented her halter top. The wrap is held in place by a belt of pearls and golden beads, adding a touch of regal weight to the light, airy, and thin fabric. Unlike the fabric and top, the bikini bottom is just plain white, but even that helps bring her outfit together.
The sun might be beaming, but the Empress shines brighter at this very instance. Head turns and mouth agape. Everyone couldn't ignore her presence as she strolled through the beach.
I thought the one I needed to worry less about was Brian with her muscle brain, but I was wrong!! She is the bigger threat compared to the Emperor of cucks!!
The Empress only got a glance at Brian's bikini, and she immediately realized how much stronger the wolf is compared to the Emperor. The Emperor of cucks is wearing the typical Tracen Academy swimsuit, so she is out of the race before it even begins.
"Damn her!!"
Why now, of all times, does her womanly instinct wake up? Why on Trainer Igo Heita? Tch! Trainer Igo is much more dangerous than he looks!! If he can awaken Brian's instinct, then what would happen to those who have already awoken them?! I need to lock him up in my room to protect him!!
"Damn it… I'm too late."
The Empress feels defeated in a race after a long time. She found the young man, but she also found her co-worker. Seeing the wolf resting on the young man's lap while the latter is applying sunscreen lotion to the farmer's body crushed the Empress's heart.
It's not fair!! It should've been me, not her!! It's not fair!!
"Ooh~~? Hello there, Empress. Mhhnn~~ You're looking even more beautiful today. Oohh~~"
"You too, Wolfie."
It's clear that only one of them is joyful at the exchange, and it wasn't the Empress. The Empress's ears bend back, and her tail whips the air behind her. The wolf, on the other hand, is happy beyond reason. Her ears slump down, her usually sharp eyes are relaxed, and the edges of her mouth move upward to create a smug smile.
"He is–Mmh~~! Pretty good with his hands."
"I'm glad to hear that."
The Empress grumpily laid out her mat beside the young man's mat and stabbed her parasol into the sand. She might as well not do any of that because the next moment, the Empress seizes Igo Heita's left side.
"What's wrong, Air Groove? I didn't do anything to warrant your surveillance of me."
Narita Brian silently brings up the young man's binoculars that he was trying to hide away from the Empress's eyes. In retaliation, the young man put more force into one of his hands, which only pleased the wolfie even more.
"Sigh… I understand that you are a healthy young man, Trainer Igo Heita. But you ought to learn to control yourself."
"I did. This is only the twenty zoom version, not the fifty."
"Sigh… You're an idiot."
"Are you really putting me at fault here?!?! You have ripe umamusumes in their bikinis, and you expect me not to oogle?!?! Really!?! Do you have any idea how expensive the photographs that people take in secret on this occasion?!?"
"So there is someone who has been photographing us, huh? Thanks for the info."
"Ah… fuck…"
"Sigh… I'll report it to the PMC. By the way, what are you doing to Brian's body, trainer Igo?"
"I'm applying sunscreen to her. This big baby would never really care for her own body, so I have to step in."
To the insult, Brian turns her head to the side and bites onto the young man's thigh. He whines in pain as he feels Brian's teeth and the warmth of her breath on his sensitive thighs.
As for the Empress, she was glad of the answer. She had been suspicious the moment she saw how shiny Brian's body was. She had seen it on the internet and had heard of how it's supposed to be white, so she questions whether Trainer Igo's love juice is more transparent than the average man's. The young man's answer helps her solidify that it was nothing more than normal sunscreen.
"You shouldn't burden someone who is not your trainer, Brian."
"Mirror, woman."
Air Groove leans onto the young man, purposely pushing her breasts on his arm. He can feel his elbow being squeezed between the 2 mountains, and he couldn't be happier about it. No one knows this better than Brian, as she feels the bulge behind her head twitch. Brian doesn't know why, but the young man's getting pleased by someone else pisses her off. So she smashed her head into the naughty bulge.
"Cheater."
"Oooh!! FUucck!!"