Summer is the estrus season

　　Even though at first Shinichi was a little scared and didn't dare to move, after he got used to it, he became addicted to the thrilling feeling.

　　That's a jet ski.

　　Shinichi probably played for almost an hour before releasing his hold and reluctantly saying goodbye to Hayasaka. For the first time, he discovered that he actually liked this fun sport.

　　"This is also the first time I've seen a beginner get worse after practicing for half an hour... Ha, how exciting."

　　Hayasaka sat on the sand, holding her body weakly with her hands, her face extremely pale.

　　Who knows how much effort she had just put in to prevent the two of them from crashing into rocks, stranding themselves on the beach, and flipping over the jet ski.

　　If she had known about his shortcomings beforehand, she probably would have mocked him several times.

　　And now, Shinichi looks like this...

　　Shinichi ignored Hayasaka's looking eyes while smiling like an old mother.

　　He naturally had a poor sense of balance and there was nothing he could do about it. This was definitely not due to his poor hand skills. He's not Shirogane.

　　He felt like he could play another two or three hours without getting bored. Hayasaka also said that he could stay with her until the end. At worst, she lose the radio and turn off her cell phone.

　　Is there something wrong with Kaguya? Leave she alone.

　　"Miss Maid, where is your professional quality?"

　　Facing Shinichi's complaint, Hayasaka blushed.

　　"Just this once, it's okay. I work every day, but I don't have much time to be alone, let alone the opportunity to play together on the beach... Do you need me to tell you what to choose? Stupid."

　　(I'm not your boyfriend, why are you acting flirtatious?)

　　Shinichi continued to look at the clear sky.

　　This familiar straight girl... No, actually not that straight. If it were Nino, he would definitely say, "I want to be alone with you a little longer, so please stay with me." This will be complemented by a slightly shy but not evasive smile.

　　This shows that Hayasaka still feels shy, like a girl who has just fallen in love, hoping that Shinichi will take the initiative.

　　Shinichi still doesn't understand whether Hayasaka's words and actions are just a facade she puts on to tease him, or whether she is really starting to like him.

　　He couldn't see the clues, and he didn't know what specific thing he had done to cause her attitude to change.

　　Shinichi is not stupid.

　　Regarding the relationship between men and women, he had been very sensitive recently.

There is a problem.

　　When the two ride a jet ski together, the passenger in the back seat must hold on to the driver in the front seat. Due to Shinichi's very poor driving skills, Hayasaka had to stay close to his body to control the grip on the jet ski to avoid an accident.

　　So her breasts were pressing against him from behind.

Shinichi was afraid he would get hard, and the swimming trunks couldn't hide his physiological reaction at all.

　　Summer is the estrus season. The difficulty of pressing weapons is several times that of other seasons.

　　In order not to make a mistake, even when Hayasaka went ahead to drive, Shinichi tried to open the distance between their bodies.

　　Making a fool of himself or not was one thing, but not wanting to take advantage of the girl was another. However, he didn't want that situation to happen, so it was better to leave early.

　　Hayasaka didn't continue trying to look after him, taking him to the changing room. After they each showered and dried themselves, the two of them walked towards the exit.

　　Walking through the dimly lit high-tech corridor, there was no conversation along the way. Hayasaka walked in front, and Shinichi saw her blonde hair sway slightly.

　　It was not tied into a regular side ponytail, but spread across the shoulders.

　　"Does my hair look better with normal hair or like this?"

　　Hayasaka asked without looking back.

　　Shinichi answered honestly: "I'm probably used to the ponytail look. This image is relatively new."

　　"Is it true?" She answered lightly, seeming to have returned to her normal self.

　　Shinichi felt relieved for some reason.

　　"Then I will let my hair down in front of you from now on, and tell me if you get bored."

　　Shinichi's expression became very strange.

　　Hayasaka looked back and laughed.

　　"You are shyer than me."

　　Shinichi's eyebrows twitched slightly: "Don't say I'm not shy at all. You are not someone who is usually shy."

　　"Is it true?" Hayasaka said in a calm voice, "Then let me tell you now, even now, I'm so embarrassed because of small things like being alone with you and chatting with you that I want to cover my face and hit. It's just that I'm better at pretending."

　　Shinichi stopped in his tracks, then followed his steps.

　　"It's really unconvincing for you to say something like this."

　　Hayasaka lifted her hair from her ears, letting Shinichi see the red color on her ears.

　　"I held it in so hard, and you said you weren't sure. Son of a bitch."

　　Shinichi was shocked.

Hayasaka laughed, lowered her fingertips, and covered her ears with her blonde hair again.

　　"I didn't mean to tell you. I just feel annoyed that you are guessing and avoiding the right answer."

　　Hayasaka stopped, reached out and pressed against the wall, and a familiar door appeared again on the ceiling.

　　She stared at the sunlight and the falling sand, her eyes were different from the indifference as usual, but also the gentle emotion that only appeared today.

　　Even though the time was short, it was enough for her.

　　"Just forget everything after you get out. Besides, I didn't say anything and you didn't give me any answer, so it's no different from usual... This way you can feel more relaxed."

　　She turned around and showed Shinichi an innocent smile that was different from the past, a little lonely, and long since relieved.

　　Being able to stand here is her greatest courage, apart from that Hayasaka didn't dare to do anything.

　 She returned to her usual Hayasaka.