Just as Draco was about to look away, pretending to admire the real sea view to prove he was single-minded,
At the poolside, another new sight caught his eye, as well as the attention of many men nearby.
She was also a beautiful woman, wearing a lake-blue one-piece swimsuit with delicate ribbed details; the swimsuit's style was relatively conservative.
It features a retro style with a high neck, long sleeves, and a cutout back.
However, the close-fitting cut and the special ribbed fabric accentuated her curves.
More importantly, she seemed to be the type who walked with a breezy air; as she walked, her full and supple breasts swayed gracefully with her cat-like steps...
The trembling was extremely visually striking.
Under the sunlight, it ripples with an alluring wave-like quality.
This scene is eye-catching even by the pool, let alone when viewed from Draco's vantage point.
That angle was amazing, it offered a completely unobstructed view!
So much so that one's gaze was instantly drawn to it.
Then he stretched his neck, leaned forward even more, and slowly, without realizing it, took off his sunglasses.
Then he narrowed his eyes.
Trying to capture every detail of the tremor!
"Hmm... almost there..." Draco thought critically, but his gaze honestly remained fixed on the object.
With the naked eye, one is ultimately too far away to see those exquisite textures and undulating curves clearly.
He felt that viewing it from a distance was not quite enough and could not satisfy his desire for the ultimate in detail.
In a flash of inspiration, he understood. He reached out his hand towards the suite and silently recited a Summoning Charm.
"Whoosh--"
Binoculars, which were on the coffee table in the living room, Accio response to the sound.
Ultimately, it fell into his palm.
"Heh," Draco thought to himself, "Now I finally understand the purpose of having this thing in the room."
With this thought in mind, he raised his binoculars, adjusted the focus, and aimed the lens at the moving wave below.
The high-definition magnified image instantly appeared before my eyes. Now I could clearly see the delicate texture of the ripples on the swimsuit, and even the trajectory of water droplets rolling down the smooth surface...
"This design is quite interesting..."
Draco watched with even greater focus, unconsciously smacking his lips, completely absorbed in his optical research.
Suddenly, it seemed as if someone gently moved the binoculars from his hand slightly, shifting his field of vision.
"Stop messing around..." Draco was engrossed in watching and didn't turn his head, muttering something under his breath. His hand unconsciously pulled back, trying to move the binoculars back to their original position.
However, instead of being pulled back, the telescope continued to be moved outward by a force, causing it to deviate from its target.
Draco's eyes followed the shifting camera movement with lingering affection, trying to capture the last glimpse of the afterimage.
Is it pretty?
At that moment, a cool and slightly dangerous voice rang in his ear, like a bucket of ice water on a summer day, instantly extinguishing all the heat in Draco's heart.
A shiver ran through his body.
He almost threw the binoculars down!
After stiffly turning his head, he saw that Hermione had silently appeared beside him at some point.
She was holding one end of his binoculars in her hand, calmly looking at herself, her face expressionless.
But Draco could sense her displeasure.
"Huh? W-what's so interesting?" Draco's mind raced, his face instantly switching to a blank and innocent expression.
His gaze also became unfocused.
He would glance at the blue sky and white clouds on his left, then at the horizon on his right, but he dared not look Hermione in the eye.
Finally, as if suddenly realizing something, he pointed to the white waves created by the ship's movement where the sea met the sky in the distance, and exaggeratedly said:
"Oh! You mean this? These waves are really nice! Look at them, swaying back and forth, rising and falling, endlessly, it's almost dizzying to watch, isn't it?"
What he said sounded exactly like someone trying to hide something obvious.
But Hermione was clearly not fooled by this nonsense.
She released her grip on the binoculars, crossed her arms, tilted her head, and looked at Draco, saying, "I knew it! Just now in the room, the binoculars suddenly flew out of the room by themselves."
"So there's an oceanographer here conducting wave observations." Hermione deliberately emphasized the four syllables.
"Looking at the waves is really something! I'm just... a little seasick! Standing too high up and looking at the swaying seawater below makes me dizzy! I need to hold on tight..." Draco gave himself a scientific reason, then reached out and touched his forehead, pretending to be dizzy.
Seeing his stubbornness, Hermione's lips curled up almost imperceptibly, but she quickly suppressed it.
She sighed, her tone softening slightly, but her eyes remained clear.
"Alright, go ahead and look if you want," Hermione said generously, then turned her gaze to the still bustling pool area below.
"I'm not an unreasonable person; everyone has a love for beauty. I just hope... that someone will stop beating around the bush and just openly admit it if they want to see something."
Her words were half-truths, half-lies, carrying a hint of testing, and also a subtle, unnoticed sourness and indulgence.
Upon hearing this, alarm bells immediately went off in Draco's mind!
I wondered, is it real or fake?
When did Hermione Granger become so understanding? Is this the calm before the storm?
Although he had some doubts, his survival instinct told him that he absolutely could not admit that he had just been conducting in-depth research.
Admitting it would mean certain death.
Perhaps there's still a glimmer of hope if we don't admit it!
"I really didn't see it! Honey, you have to believe me!" Draco's expression was more sincere and aggrieved than ever before.
They were practically swearing an oath to the heavens.
"I'm just... I'm not used to sea travel, and I need to use binoculars to find the horizon to relieve my seasickness."
Although she found his desperate resistance and flustered attempts to explain somewhat endearing, Hermione still deliberately put on a stern face and threatened, "If you don't tell the truth... I'll..."
"Wrong, wrong! I'm not watching anymore!" Before she could finish speaking, Draco couldn't hold back any longer and said firmly,
"I'll throw the binoculars away right now! No, I'll go back to my room and reflect on my actions! Honey, whatever you say is right!"
"Pfft!" Hermione finally broke into laughter at his quick kneeling, but she quickly regained her composure, cleared her throat, and pointed a slender finger at his chest, earnestly instructing him:
"Remember this: if you dare look at other women again, I'll tie you to a chair and make you listen to me recite ancient poems all day long, analyzing the central idea of each word for you."
"I won't dare, I won't dare!" Draco's face turned green upon hearing him recite poetry, and his tone became more obedient than ever before.
From now on, I'll only focus on admiring my wife's 'scenery,' and I'll only be captivated by your charms.