When you ran into trouble, there was nothing shameful about asking others for help. The real fool was the one who would rather suffer than swallow their pride.
Clearly, Yukinoshita Haruno understood the importance of knowing when to yield.
Amamiya Natsuki had no choice. He turned and went over to Haruno, scooping her up in his arms in a bridal carry.
"Mm..."
Haruno let out a soft cry and quickly wrapped her arms around Natsuki's neck to steady herself.
"Wait, hold on...!" Haruno quickly realized what was happening. "This position is terrible!"
Her underwear had vanished into the sea, and she was relying on her arms to cover herself. So naturally, when she lifted them to embrace Natsuki, the result was obvious.
This Haruno might have enjoyed teasing people and had the label of a "mature older sister," but she had no dating experience at all. As this embarrassing ordeal unfolded, a blush rose uncontrollably across her pretty face. She hurriedly pulled one arm back to cover her chest.
But...
She couldn't cover it!
One hand wasn't enough!
The difference between people could be enormous. Some could cover everything up completely with one hand, while others could barely shield the essentials. The slightest pressure, and something would spill over the edge of their arm.
I have no choice... Haruno sighed helplessly to herself. Things are so urgent right now. Natsuki-kun wouldn't peek, would he?
Haruno furtively raised her eyes to look up—and was speechless.
Natsuki was staring right at her, his eyes wide open, making no effort to look away.
Natsuki-kun really isn't peeking... but he's openly staring, isn't he?!
What a lecher!
Who stares so brazenly like that?!
"Elder Sister Haruno..." Natsuki called out loudly as he ran toward the cave. "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Of course she