Self-Exposure

"Oh oh oh oh--"

Ueno screamed as he clung tightly to Jilan. In an instant, the two were sprayed by the water jet to the highest deck, where there were no passengers, only a sturdy figure like a cornerstone.

Jilan Ueno tightly and rolled her around to absorb the impact, then looked up at the person in front of her.

Captain Barus of the Voyager.

Jilan instantly realized that the towering column of water was caused by the captain's ability.

"... Guests, I think I already told you, don't do anything suspicious, or I might treat you as enemies depending on the situation." A cold glint flashed in Barus's eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'll be more careful." Jilan gently placed a hand on Ueno's head, making her lower her head. Jilan said earnestly, "It's all this girl's fault. I'll apologize on her behalf."

"Jilan, are you trying to shift the blame? You were the one who led me down that slope, waaaaaah..." Jilan covered her mouth, smiled, and looked up at Barus, her eyes showing no remorse whatsoever.

"... Guest, there won't be a next time." Barus stared at Jilan in silence for a moment, then turned and left.

"Ugh!" Ueno Jilan's hands open and gasped for breath, angrily saying, "Hey, you're going to suffocate me like that!"

"If death can shut you up, I wouldn't mind taking you to meet God..." Jilan sighed, then said earnestly to Ueno, "Do you remember what you promised me down there?"

Ueno snorted twice and honestly replied, "So what if I don't want to go against you? I know!"

"That's good." Just as Jilan was about to stand up, Ueno stopped Ueno.

"Don't leave yet! I'm not wearing anything but your clothes!" Ueno pleaded anxiously, her face flushed. "Aren't you afraid I'll be attacked by some pedophile while I'm all alone in these clothes?!"

Jilan narrowed her eyes. "I remember you initially called me a perverted lolicon, right..."

"I admit what I said before was defamatory, but you have to help me! You wouldn't want other people to see my body, would you?"

Although Jilan really wanted to say "Who wants to talk to you?", seeing the crowd that might come to watch the commotion below, Jilan still grabbed her hair and threw her behind her.

Nakiri was the first to rush onto the upper deck, anxiously asking, "Hey, you're not dead yet, are you?! Jilan, are you alright too?!"

Nakiri blushed as soon as she finished speaking. Jilan was wearing nothing on her upper body, and her sculpted, firm abdominal muscles instantly attracted Nakiri's gaze, even making her eyes involuntarily want to wander downwards—

"Hey, you stinky woman, what are you swooning over!" Ueno's disgruntled voice came from behind Jilan, and a small, flushed head peeked out from Jilan's shoulder, complaining, "Also, give me the room key, I'm going back."

Huh? Ueno is still behind Jilan, and they seem to be getting along quite well?

Nakiri was very unhappy with Ueno's arrogant tone, but looking at Jilan in front of him, he suppressed his anger and walked up to Jilan, slapping the room key into Ueno's face.

"Ouch, that hurts! I knew you were up to no good, you filthy woman!"

Ignoring Ueno's complaints, Jilan smiled warmly at Nakiri: "Secretary Nakiri, Ueno seems to be feeling a little unwell. I'll go take this guy back to his room. Could you please tell Shiozaki to go back to his room first, and say that I asked her to?"

"I can take her back to her room, why do you insist on doing it yourself..." Nakiri became suspicious. Something must have happened between these two!

"... I understand. I'll leave the shorty in your care." Nakiri finally nodded and turned to leave. She still needed to tell the anxious Komachi and Hisako that Ueno was alright, so she couldn't just leave.

After all, there was no signal on the ship, so the only way to communicate was by shouting, and the only way to find someone was by running.

"Let's go too." Jilan turned and walked towards the inner cabin, preparing to take the elevator to the interior.

The door to room 1523 on the 15th floor.

"This is it." Jilan supported Ueno's thighs with both hands, squatting down slightly so she could swipe her key card.

"Ah, ah..." Ueno gasped for breath, her face flushed, her twin ponytails shooting skyward again. Her arms trembled as she placed the room key on the LCD screen. Just imagining herself like this being seen by someone else behind Jilan Ueno feel hot inside, lost in her fantasies...

The door opened, Jilan quickly walked a few steps and threw her onto the bed. He touched the warm liquid on her back that didn't belong to him and couldn't help but frown.

Jilan can swear that she didn't touch her anywhere except the juncture of her calves and thighs, her hair, and her back. It was absolutely normal and perfectly healthy touching, and it was absolutely impossible for her to achieve that arousal-like effect!

In other words, the other party...

"Let me make it clear beforehand, I haven't done anything to you," Jilan said first.

Ueno Jilan looking at him with the same gaze one would give a perverted woman, Ueno quickly wrapped the blanket around himself and cried out in despair, "I know you didn't do anything. I admit I'm a pervert. I admit I'm a pervert who gets excited just thinking about how others treat me!"

Ueno's hair stretched out like Ibara Shiozaki's Vines, and while shouting, she used her high-tech wig to rummage through a large box and throw it at Jilan.

"This is a camera. If you take a picture of me like this, you can keep blackmailing me!"

"This is a voice recorder. If you record this conversation, I'll be at your mercy!"

"This is a hidden camera. You forced me to install it in the bathroom so you could blackmail us with nude photos and constantly extort money from us, making us your slaves!"

"This is..."

Jilan's brows twitched, and she finally couldn't help but speak up, "Wait, you can admit to it, but I never said anything about using these things to blackmail you!"

"Really?" Ueno asked, tears welling in her eyes. "You really won't tell anyone about me?"

"Really." Jilan nodded solemnly. He was a gentleman and would never use such a despicable method to threaten others.

"Is it really true?" Ueno was still uneasy.

"It's really true," Jilan replied patiently.

"Really..." Ueno wanted to ask more.

Jilan stared at Ueno speechlessly, then without hesitation, rubbed her forehead, turned around, slammed the door, and left, leaving Ueno alone in the room with steam rising from her head.

When Jilan returned to the room, Ibara Shiozaki was already back. She was wearing a white dress and staring blankly at the sea, still wearing the orange life ring around her neck.

"You're back." Ibara Shiozaki greeted Jilan indifferently, then turned to look at the sea, as if she were a wife who didn't care at all what her husband had been doing outside, and didn't even ask Jilan why she wasn't wearing a shirt.

Jilan lowered her head with a hint of guilt, touched her nose, and replied shyly, "Ah, I'm back."

Jilan then came to the balcony, placed her hands on the railing, and looked at the calm sea.

When Jilan looked at the sea from the pool during the day, she felt a sense of magnificence and warmth. But when the night sky was filled with stars and the only cruise ship was sailing peacefully on the seemingly boundless sea, this scene made Jilan feel a sense of loneliness, a loneliness of being all alone in the world. Even when there was someone else by her side, this feeling did not lessen.

"Jilan, I want to sleep," Ibara Shiozaki said calmly. "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Go to sleep if you want, why are you asking me..." Jilan was about to continue speaking when she suddenly froze.

What did Shiozaki mean by that? Could it be...? Jilan turned her head and looked through the glass at the only double bed in the room...

On the star-studded sea, a figure slowly emerged from beneath the water.

His deep voice echoed across the sea, "I smell rabbit..."