The white-haired girl scrutinized Gwen with a skeptical gaze, practically having "I'm very suspicious of you" written all over her face.
"Gwen, did you bully Yorktown?"
Kiana's swimsuit also followed the principle of "more in some places, less in others." A deep-blue gemstone carved into the shape of a seashell adorned her chest, her fair, rosy skin contrasting beautifully with the black swimsuit beneath it. Thin black gauze connected the sparse fabric, while long fish-like skirt panels hung from both sides of her thighs. Behind her perky little rear, wrapped in black swim bottoms, was another gauzy skirt panel.
Between the fullness of her chest and the fluffy skirt panels was a waist that looked all the more slender and alluring.
On Kiana's head sat a cat-ear headband. Combined with her suspicious expression, she truly looked like a puzzled little kitten.
"Ah, Kiana, don't overthink it. There was just a little accident."
Before Gwen could answer, Yorktown spoke first. Her fingers brushed over the straps, as though she could still feel the warmth left by Gwen's fingers.
"The swimsuit I bought seemed to have shrunk a little, so Gwen helped me alter it."
"Oh..."
With some difficulty, Kiana pulled her gaze away from Yorktown's ample figure, something she would likely never possess in this lifetime. Then she nodded, only for her eyes to land on the sunscreen set aside nearby, immediately lighting up.
"Come to think of it, Gwen, you haven't put on sunscreen yet, have you?"
"Do you think I need it, Kiana?"
Not noticing the change in Kiana's expression, Gwen answered casually.
"I think you do."
Kiana nodded solemnly, then leaned closer and lowered her voice.
"Besides, this is an essential part of a beach trip. Don't you want to experience it, Gwen?"
"...Fine."
Seeing the eager look