The Angel Next Door Spoils Me Rotten (WN) (Volume 5+)

127 - Angel and the Swimsuit

The day they went to the pool, a strangely tense Amane changed clothes.

He went to a leisure facility in the suburbs along with Mahiru, and they went their separate ways to change clothes...but before then, he noticed several male stares upon Mahiru. One could easily assume that she would mesmerize these men once she changed into the swimsuit.

If Chitose was around, she probably would be able to deftly resolve this issue, but the two of them so happened to come alone. Amane could not refuse Mahiru when she looked up at him and said, "I want the two of us to come alone."

He made up his mind to protect her from the demonic clutches of the other men. He changed into his swimsuit, put on a rashguard, and left the changing room.

He arrived at the location they agreed upon, and waited for Mahiru. Naturally, she was late.

He was not unhappy about this, and just felt it was to be expected.

Females would take more time to change than the males, and one could imagine how packed their changing room would be.

Girls really have it tough, so he thought as he leaned his body on the thick pillar, where the light signage was.

It was summer vacation, but still a weekday, and there were relatively fewer people. Nevertheless, the place was packed.

Amane listlessly spotted various people of all ages and genders pass by, and spotted a familiar flax-colored hair among them.

"Amane-kun."

As expected, his dearest girlfriend was approaching.

However, he felt it might be a mistake to bring her over. As Mahiru advanced towards Amane, so did many stares.

Amane usually would not be so conscious that Mahiru's beauty was out of this world, and she might be more beautiful than the magazine models.

There was no way she would not attract attention at all while wearing a swimsuit.

"So-sorry to keep you waiting. There were too many in the changing room."

"O-ok."

Mahiru did not run, but skipped over to him as she was by the water, and stood before him with a faint smile.

He really had difficulty figuring out where to look, given that she was in a swimsuit.

It appeared her skin would turn red and ache when exposed to the sun, so she applied much more suntan lotion. She looked exceptionally white just wearing the swimsuit.

Her skin was a speckless milky white under the sun, so white that she did not appear Japanese.

The body of flesh, formed by the skin that remained oblivious to any suntan, was perfect.

Amane knew how delicate she was, and was reminded of that once he saw her.

Despite that, she had noticeable lumps at where they should be. The breasts hidden under the frilly white based bikini formed steep slopes and gentle curves.

He assumed she was thin given how much she wore, but he never expected her to have large masses. It was not exaggeratedly large however, an ideal size that could be cupped in a hand.

Amane was shocked that the cautious Mahiru chose a bikini, but it was not particularly lewd. Due to the large frills, the cleavage was sufficiently hidden, and coupled with her appearance, there was a innocent elegance to her.

Amane's eyes started swimming once he saw her in her swimsuit.

Having seen some gravure idols in his manga magazines, the sight of his girlfriend's swimsuit was really dazzling.