Anime Girls are Moist

Kaguya Shinomiya and Ai Hayasaka stood a short distance away.

Their faces were tinged with reserve and astonishment; it was the first time Kaguya had met so many "real people" from the chat group, and she felt rather self‑conscious. Ai waited respectfully just behind her.

Megumi Kato, Eriri Spencer Sawamura, Sayuri, Sonoko Machida, Hiromi Kato, and Utaha Kasumigaoka were clustered together, chatting and laughing in a cheerful circle.

Elsewhere, Shizuka Hiratsuka, Yumiko Miura, Yukino Yukinoshita, Yui Yuigahama, Ai Yuigahama, Saki Kawasaki, Haruno Yukinoshita, and Fuyuka Yukinoshita had formed another little group, each wearing her own expression.

Gabriel, Raphiel, Vignette, and Satania stood amid the crowd.

Gabriel still looked a bit ill at ease, while Vignette hugged herself nervously.

"So many people… how are we getting everyone there?" Kaguya wondered, trying to work out the transport.

Rei Ao smiled faintly. "If everyone's ready, let's be on our way."

He raised a hand and snapped his fingers.

Vmm—

A gentle spatial ripple swept over them, the scene before everyone's eyes flickered—and in the next instant they were standing on soft, golden sand. A salty sea breeze, faintly fishy, rushed across their faces.

Not far away, a vast villa‑like house stood at the edge of the beach, its white walls gleaming in the sun.

"Wow!"

Kanna could not help exclaiming as she prodded the sand beneath her feet.

"What… what just happened?"

Rizu Ogata's eyes were round with disbelief.

"Spatial magic?" Futaba adjusted her glasses, curiosity shining in her gaze.

"Exactly. Just a simple bit of teleportation," Rei Ao said with a grin. "This place is under a special anti‑peeping barrier, so no one will bother us. Relax and enjoy yourselves."

The initial shock fading, the girls followed Rei Ao into the villa.

The interior was bright and spacious—luxurious, yet warm and welcoming.

Rei Ao pointed to the corridor's far end. "Changing rooms are that way. Feel free to switch into swimsuits."

For him, changing clothes was the simplest thing in the world: off came his shirt, on went a pair of black trunks.

…

Sunlight glittered on the golden shore. The blue sea stretched to the horizon, a soft, salty wind teasing everyone's hair.

Out on the sand in front of the villa a crowd of girls in colorful swimwear had already gathered.

Emilia wore a red one‑piece with a skirted hem that made her look more mature; her long red hair danced in the wind.

"I never imagined I'd get downtime like this," she murmured—after so long battling demons, leisure had seemed impossible. She watched Tohru and Kanna chasing each other across the beach.

They were, after all, dragons.

– Tohru sported a fiery‑red bikini, her sun‑kissed skin gleaming; fleeting dragon‑scale markings on her back lent an exotic air.

– Kanna, in a cute dinosaur‑print two‑piece, patted the sand with short, chubby legs, a little shovel clutched in her hand as she dug industriously.

Sora and Ilia stood a little apart.

– Sora wore a surprisingly daring bikini;

– Ilia, a sober dark suit that traced her youthful curves.

The two seemed to be debating something. Sora pointed toward the sea with a confident grin. "How about a swimming race?"

"No interest," Ilia replied calmly.

Mabel donned a blue ruffled one‑piece, looking like a porcelain doll. She lounged on a deck chair, pulling the shy Alicia—dressed in white—down beside her to share an ice cream.

"Swimming's overrated. Much nicer to lie here."

Sumika Fujimiya, in a simple black bikini, statuesque and cool, leaned against a palm tree sipping juice, eyes drifting over the lively scene as she wondered how to mingle.

Under the villa's shade stood Kobayashi and Saint.

Kobayashi's conservative blue one‑piece matched her gentle smile as she watched Tohru and Kanna.

Saint, in a white two‑piece, hid bashfully behind her, stealing glances outside.

Rizu Ogata, lively in a cat‑print two‑piece, was chatting with Fumino Furuhashi, who wore a light‑blue one‑piece, gentle and serene.

Mafuyu Kirisu reclined on a lounger in a wine‑red bikini, mature and alluring. Sunglasses on, she sighed contentedly. "Ahh… finally unwound." A teacher's burden lifts easily under the sun.

Mai Sakurajima (Nodoka Toyohama) and Ai Sakurajima stood together.

Both wore sleek black halter‑neck bikinis that showed off their tall figures, cool and poised.

Beneath a parasol, Futaba and Rio both wore deep‑blue bikinis; one held a tablet, apparently recording data.

Kaguya Shinomiya and Ai Hayasaka lingered at the crowd's edge, unsure how to join in.

– Kaguya's white skirted two‑piece was elegant and dignified, though her pink‑tinged ears betrayed shyness.

– Ai, in a black bikini, briskly organized her lady's belongings, eyes mixed with helpless indulgence.

"My lady, you brought far too much."

"Eh? Did I?"

Megumi Kato, hair tied back, wore a simple pink suit and smiled gently. Nearby, her friends Eriri and Utaha were squabbling:

– Eriri's bright‑yellow bikini and tiny fang made her look like a pocket sun;

– Utaha's dark‑green halter was elegant and brainy—though that hardly dulled her sharp tongue as she needled Eriri.

Sayuri, Sonoko Machida, Hiromi Kato, Michiru Hyōdō, and the others each sported swimsuits reflecting their own styles—chatting, playing, filling the beach with laughter.

Shizuka Hiratsuka, clad in a dark‑green one‑piece that married maturity and allure, sipped a beer as she watched Yukino and Yui and sighed at the beauty of youth.

"Ah, to be young again."

Haruno Yukinoshita, in a black bikini, swayed up with a cocktail and a knowing smile. "Isn't it wonderful? After all, my lovely little Yuki—"

"Stop saying weird things!" Yukino shot her a glare, cheeks reddening.

Yukino: white two‑piece, cool and aloof.

Yui Yuigahama: pink one‑piece, bright and bubbly.

"Mrs. Yuigahama, your skin is so well cared for."

"Uh—Mrs. Yukinoshita, y‑yours too…"

Nearby, the two similarly aged mothers, Mrs. Yukinoshita and Mrs. Yuigahama, chatted amicably.

Fuyuka Yukinoshita sat quietly on a lounger in a pale‑lavender dress‑style suit, noble and reserved.

Yuiai Yuigahama, by contrast, wore a surprisingly bold outfit—spirited yet somehow fitting.

Rei Ao let his gaze drift over this sea of distinctive, radiant girls. His lips curved in quiet satisfaction.

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