Do you want to see photos of men's swimsuits?

　　After Shirogane and Ishigami changed clothes and came out, it took a while before Shinichi opened the compartment door.

　　"Strange. Didn't you say you'd be fine after taking off your pants?"

　　Ishigami looked strangely at Shinichi.

　　"I was just looking for my phone. You want to take a photo?"

　　After making an excuse, Shinichi took out his cell phone and waved it in front of him.

　　There's no need anyway, he didn't mean to tell what he said to Hayasaka.

　　The two of them didn't doubt it, but looked at Shinichi with strange looks.

　　"Taking photos with guys in swimsuits… Even though it could be considered a souvenir, it still felt a bit strange."

　　Ishigami was even more direct, taking a step back.

　　"You don't have any special hobbies? Women don't want to take pictures of men but they want to take pictures of men..."

　　Shinichi let out a deadly smile and looked at him with cold eyes, but his tone was very gentle.

"Ishigami, if you don't want Shinomiya Senpai to remember what happened just now and make your head swell twice again, you'd better quickly remember the meaning of the phrase 'Misfortune comes from the mouth'."

　　"Wow, your threatening look is exactly the same as Shinomiya Senpai..."

　　"I recorded it."

　　"I know I was wrong, please forgive me with mercy."

　　"Okay, okay, let's go out and make a sound." Seeing them starting to make noise again, Shirogane pushed their backs and walked out of the changing room.

　　The sand was a little hot because of the sun, so they put on sandals after walking barefoot for a few steps, then looked at each other as they walked.

　　"Eh…The President has a pretty good figure, not the least bit fat."

　　"After all, I usually work part-time to exercise, and I don't have spare money to eat something delicious... If I really want to say it, you and Asada are surprising people. You both have quite strong strength, you usually exercise?"

　　"Maybe I did athletics before, and my parents were born well. I haven't done much activity in the past two or three years, and I'm still a homebody. I have to say that I am a bit of a lucky person." Ishigami smiled, then looked to the side, Shinichi looked at his cell phone, and replied to the message.

　　"But Asada..."

　　Shinichi said without raising his head.

　　"If you dare say that I look like bean sprouts, I will definitely find a way to prevent you from surviving tonight."

　　 Ishigami had an inexplicable feeling that what Shinichi said would definitely come true, and he kept his mouth shut.

　　Shirogane explained to him helplessly: "Don't get excited, Asada, Ishigami must be trying to praise you. Who makes you look so nerdy and even less good at sports than Ishigami, but it turns out you're completely different after you take off your clothes. They would all think it was strange."

　　Shinichi raised his head and sighed.

　　"President, that is too exaggerated. I'm not a muscle freak. I can turn into a cool and handsome guy when I wear clothes. The kind of guy who pumps his fists and spreads his wings and comes straight out of his clothes in just a pair of flip-flops. That's why you must be surprised."

　　"Are you just praising yourself as a cool and handsome guy..."

　　After replying to the quintuplets who happened to send a message, Shinichi put his cell phone back into his bag.

　　"A few months ago, I was like a bean sprout, weak and pathetic... But by chance, I happened to meet the number one trainer in the world, and I begged her to give me brutal training. After a tiring morning I was finally able to proudly take off my clothes and get rid of the embarrassing title of weak."

　　After saying that, he couldn't help but laugh.

　　"The number one coach in the world?" Hearing his words, Ishigami looked down at his waist which was also fat-free.

　　The flat and toned lower abdomen vaguely outlines the lines of a six pack.

　　So how did the fake-sounding world number one coach achieve such a level of success in a few months?

　　Or is this person's congenital condition actually good?

　　With curiosity on his face, Ishigami reached out and touched it.

　　Snap!

　　Shinichi brushed his hand away with a disgusted expression.

　　"Ishigami, do you have any special hobbies? If you had, I would have personally prevented you from surviving tonight."

　　"Direct declaration of death?"

　　"Besides that..."

　　Shinichi turned his head and looked at Shirogane.

　　He looked back a little embarrassedly, raised his hands and looked at the sun.

　　"President? Be careful if I report you."

　　Shinichi distanced himself from them.

　　"No no no, you misunderstood Asada! We just want to know about the training results of the world's number one coach..."

　　Shirogane waved his hands frantically, and Ishigami beside him also joined in, trying to save his reputation.

　　After the two of them tried their best to explain, Shinichi withdrew his gaze and let out a heavy sigh.

　　"Why are all the guys in the student council perverted except me..."

　　Even though he himself never doubted the sexual orientation of the two people, based on the bad feelings in his heart, Shinichi decided to treat them as gay and keep their distance.

　　Knowing that they were wrong, Shirogane and Ishigami did not argue. After all, everyone has strong or weak defenses. Maybe Shinichi is stronger.

　　The three of them walked towards the originally booked meeting place in a somewhat strange atmosphere. Several umbrellas had been set up there, beach towels were spread out on the ground, and a few deck chairs and low tables looked out over the sea.

　　"As I thought, we should go first."

　　There's no one there. After putting away their luggage, the three men sat on the deck chairs chatting. They don't do warm-up exercises or build sand castles. They just wait for the girls.

　　No matter what happened just now, their current thoughts, goals and expectations remained the same.

　　It's a girl's swimsuit!

　　Shinichi looked at Shirogane. He looked nervous, but the strange smile of anticipation on his lips was already visible.

　　As for Ishigami, his refreshing hairstyle made him look less gloomy, but he took out the game console, he didn't care about showing his true nature as an otaku.

　　But the frequency of the shaking of the legs, the speed of the eyes blinking, and the completely unchanged game screen all showed that he was not at peace at the moment, and his breathing was even a little heavier.

　　Shinichi had a flash of inspiration. He took out his phone again, turned off mute mode and secretly took a photo of the two people. After adding black rectangular mosaics to each of their eyes, he opened the group together with the quintuplets.

　　"Want to see photos of men's swimsuits?"

　　Not long after, everyone was gathered, the reading suddenly changed to five.

　　Ichika: "Please."

　　Nino: "Not normal! Send it quickly!

　　Miku: "!?"

　　Yotsuba: "Asada-san's swimsuit photo?" Tell me what I want to see!

　　Itsuki: "Uh... Have fun."

　　Shinichi is a very trustworthy person, so he sent photos.

　　"Photo has been sent (two men in swimsuits on lounge chairs with excited and distorted expressions)"

　　Quintuplets: "😐"

　　Shinichi smiled with satisfaction.

　　This way, all grudges will disappear, and everyone can play together.

　　The two people who were immersed in anticipation and anxiety did not notice anything strange about him. After he finished laughing, he looked back at his phone again, and they spent time like this.

　　Not far away, the noisy voices of girls could be heard.