Warfare Augmented Intelligent Frame Unit

Chapter 89 - The Swimsuit Bra

Chapter 89 - The Swimsuit Bra

The Space Cruise Ship had finally departed from the docks, its engines humming softly beneath the polished floors. A subtle weightlessness tugged at my stomach as we drifted into the starry expanse. Now, we were free to do whatever we wanted. 

Myrrh and I stood by the balcony, the cool glass railing pressing against our palms as we gazed out over the sprawling metropolis of Xyraxis. The city shimmered like a sea of jewels beneath us — skyscrapers spearing the sky, their glass facades catching the ambient glow of neon signs and traffic streams.

After soaking in the view, we made our way to the upper deck. The outdoor pool sprawled before us, its surface shimmering under artificial sunlight that bathed the area in warmth. People lounged on deck chairs, their swimsuits catching the light as they basked in the rays, while others splashed about in the clear blue water. Despite the growing crowd, the pool still looked inviting, the water rippling softly as if beckoning us in.

"Hey, want to play in the pool first?" Myrrh asked, a playful glint in her eyes and a smile tugging at her lips.

"But I didn't bring a swimsuit." I scratched the back of my neck awkwardly. "You never told me we were going to get wet."

"We can rent some from the counter," Myrrh giggled, her fingers slipping around my wrist. "Come on!"

The rental counter was tucked near the poolside, its sleek metallic surface reflecting the soft light. The swimsuits on offer were... uninspired — rows of identical designs neatly folded in compartments. At least they were free. 

I grabbed a plain pair of white swim shorts. Slipping into them felt a little awkward; standing there shirtless made me suddenly self-conscious. My body wasn't exactly remarkable — no chiseled abs, no bulging muscles — just flat. Not skinny, not hefty... just me.

Then Myrrh stepped out of the changing booth.

My breath caught. She had chosen a pure white bikini, the color stark against her smooth, sun-kissed skin. The top struggled to contain her ample curves, and the delicate straps hugged her shoulders, barely holding on. Her hips swayed slightly with each step, the fabric of her bikini bottoms hugging her frame in a way that made my heart skip. 

Her long lime-blonde hair, usually tied back, tumbled down her back in gentle waves, catching the light like strands of silk. The artificial sunlight kissed her bare skin, making her glow almost ethereally, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe.

I couldn't help but drool inside my mind. My face burned, and I knew I was blushing hard just looking at Myrrh, but at this point, there was no hiding it.

"Hey." Myrrh placed a hand on her hip, her brow arched and a teasing smirk on her lips. "Are you just going to stand there fantasizing about me, or are we actually going to play in the pool?"

"L-Let's go!" I stammered, desperate to escape the moment. Without thinking, I sprinted towards the pool and leaped in, tucking my knees into my chest for a cannonball.

"Hey!" Myrrh's voice rang out behind me, but it was too late. 

I crashed into the water with a loud splash, sending ripples and droplets flying in all directions. As I surfaced, slicking my hair back, I saw Myrrh standing at the edge of the pool, hands on her hips and an exasperated pout on her lips.

"Geez! You're supposed to stretch first!" she scolded.

"I know how to swim, thank you!" I called back, playfully waving my hand.

Myrrh sighed, rolling her eyes before stepping back to limber up. What happened next felt like a cruel joke on my already flustered self. She started stretching, arching her back and raising her arms above her head, her body moving with a slow, almost hypnotic grace. Each pose seemed designed to make my heart pound faster — the way her hips swayed, the curve of her back, the gentle bounce when she shifted her weight from one leg to the other.