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𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐡 •••

𝐎𝐇 𝐈'𝐌 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍.
𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠😵 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬...𝐲𝐨𝐮- 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬........😐𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐞.

𝐓𝐖: 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠...

ᰔᩚ𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠ᰔᩚ

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"You don't have to be so embarrassed. My family also isn't wealthy at all. So I get it." Murata says.

He noticed the upset expression on the American girl and tried to help. "Yeah, I know. It's okay I'm fine. Um, let's go for a swim. It's already past noon, I'll put something to eat in the oven for lunch. Let me go get you some swim trunks. Wait here." She runs off into one of the large closest and opens a drawer with swimwear.

Okay so...there were a lot of different colors to pick from, she just chose black, not knowing Murata's favorite color. She ran back down to him and gave him the trunks. "Here, you can change into these, use whichever room you want, I'm going to my room to change." She said rushing back up the stair excitedly. "Wasn't she just upset a few minutes ago???"

In Y/n's room, Y/n sat lazily on her floor. "I don't wanna wear any of my bathing suits. Dammit! And I worked so hard for this bussin, scrumptious body. But with Murata, I feel like I'd make him uncomfortable.....what am I going to do?"

As Y/n was figuring out her problems, Murata was waiting outside patiently for the (h/c) girl. His mind was running wild with thoughts, he tried to calm down but he just couldn't.

'𝐼 𝑤𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 (𝑙/𝑛)-𝑠𝑎𝑛 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡? 𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑒, 𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡? 𝐻𝑜𝑤𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑖 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑑 𝑠𝑜 𝑓𝑎𝑠𝑡? 𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒'𝑠 (𝑙/𝑛)-𝑠𝑎𝑛'𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑦? 𝑊ℎ𝑦 𝑖𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑? 𝐷𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑝𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑖𝑚 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑?' He kept pondering on more and more things. He swung his legs in the pool, feeling comfort in the lukewarm water. He became more aware of how calm his surroundings were, and how they lifted his worries.

"Murata I'm back, I didn't know what to wear, since I was scared I'd make you feel uncomfortable, so I just picked this outfit." Y/n said. He didn't look at her, but continued to look off into the distance. "What's wrong?" She asked. "Oh no, it's nothing. I was just in my own world." He reassures her.

Y/n's outfit consisted of a one-piece bathing suit, a swim skirt, and long-sleeved laced undergarments. She wasn't sure if it was better, but it covered her up without making swimming hard. "Is the swimwear of this place more modest than Japan?" He giggled....."Actually, these are three different pieces of garment, the swimwear here isn't what you'd consider....modest. Some would argue that it can't even be considered clothes." Both of them sweatdropped at the slight image.

Y/n walked closer to the demon-slaying boy and sat right beside him, mimicking his movements. Her legs swayed slowly in the water, as she let herself get taken away by the atmosphere. It was calm, quiet, and still. Nothing was wrong at this moment. Well, nothing but one thing. "Murata you're staring..."