Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

“Well, it doesn't matter if it's a little slower.”

“It can be a little more peaceful for a while.”

“Who told you that you don’t need makeup for swimming? You still need simple waterproof makeup, right?”

“Besides, what do you mean by ‘a little more peaceful’? Are you saying I'm usually noisy?”

Is this some kind of world law?

When someone is talking about someone else, that person will appear and hear part of the conversation, and this person will not be noticed at all.

Yuan Cuncheng is not very clear about this with other people, but for him, this kind of thing has almost become a normal occurrence.

So he's not embarrassed at all.

“How could that be? I was just talking about what method to use to teach you how to swim more easily.”

Chapter 20: Useless Fat Accumulation

The midday sun is like a huge furnace, releasing unbearable heat, and even the air becomes distorted.

Yuan Cuncheng stood under the parasol, enjoying the shade.

Shokuhou Misaki stood prettily in the scorching sun.

Under the sunlight, Shokuhou Misaki's skin, coated with sunscreen, revealed an extremely white luster. Although it can't be said to be a pure cool-toned white, it also shimmered with a pearl-like arc.

At only fourteen years old, she is not yet tall, so she did not try to choose a bikini-style swimsuit that would highlight her figure.

Instead, she chose a two-piece suit with lace and floral patterns.

This kind of swimsuit can just show off her slender waist and straight legs, perfectly concealing the shortcomings of her lack of growth in certain areas.

“How is it? Tell me what you think.”

Originally, she wanted Yuan Cuncheng to choose a swimsuit for her, and then she would wear it for him to see.

But unexpectedly.

Before she even went in, her figure was despised, so she could only choose it herself.

Otherwise, she was really afraid that this man would choose a school swimsuit for her.

（But…）

Although she is now waiting for Yuan Cuncheng to evaluate her carefully selected swimsuit, this also means that her sight has been on Yuan Cuncheng all the time.

“No wonder he has such athletic ability, so his figure is so good…”

A pink blush unconsciously floated on Shokuhou Misaki's face.

Yuan Cuncheng usually wears clothes that cover his whole body, and he never wears clothes like shorts and short sleeves.

This leads to the figure hidden under his loose clothes, which has never been shown.

Almost no excess fat on the perfect body, pieces of just the right muscles in Yuan Cuncheng's arms, thighs, abdomen, chest and other parts are fully revealed.

This is a just right kind of strong beauty, almost no girl can refuse to have a boy with such a figure.

The kind of knotted muscles that are almost breaking the clothes will make many people feel a little disgusted.

So Yuan Cuncheng's figure is almost the most perfect ideal figure.

Men can't help but take a few more glances at women with good figures, and this situation will be evaluated by women as a lecherous performance.

But in fact, when women see men with good figures and good looks, their performance is no different from that of men. When they are really horny, men are nothing in front of women.

“Thoughts?”

He can naturally feel Shokuhou Misaki's shy and cautious gaze.

But the question still has to be answered.

His gaze swept over Shokuhou Misaki again, this time with a hint of judgment, and the speed of the gaze was obviously much slower.

“It's just very suitable.”

“It very appropriately reflects your current physical condition, it's very beautiful.”

“……”

“Just like that?”

So bland? Where is the reluctance in your eyes, why are you acting so calm?

“Say a little more other thoughts, it shouldn't be just like this.”

This reaction is definitely not what she wants.

She had been preparing for this plan for a long time yesterday, and for this appearance, she spent nearly an hour in the room just now doing her makeup.

The result is just these two dry comments?

She absolutely cannot accept it.

（At this time, I should be going against my heart.）

Yuan Cuncheng's emotional intelligence is of course not low, otherwise he would not be able to get to this point. He is of course clear about what Shokuhou Misaki wants to hear.

（Why, I always feel that if I go against my heart now, I feel like I will regret it in the future.）

Words of praise are already on the lips.

But there is always an invisible force in my heart that seems to be preventing him from saying this sentence.

“It can only be like this.”

“After all, with your current figure, you can only praise the swimsuit for being suitable for you and your skin for being good.”

“It would be embarrassing for you to forcefully praise your figure.”

“……”

There seemed to be a few crows flying across the sky, and the scene instantly became quiet.

The expected scenes of Shokuhou Misaki being embarrassed and angry, shouting, etc., did not appear.

Shokuhou Misaki showed an abnormally calm demeanor.

“Do you really like that kind of useless fat accumulation so much?”

“Um…”

Yuan Cuncheng also seriously thought about it and fell into a state of contemplation.

“It's not to the point of being particularly important, but for me, it's definitely better to have it than not to have it.”

“After all, my aesthetic is always more in line with the public.”

Talking about this kind of thing with a girl who has a slight liking for you, especially when this girl doesn't have it.

No matter from any aspect, this is not a good approach.

But why did Yuan Cuncheng say this?

Don't ask, ask is intuition!

His intuition tells him that if he hadn't said this, he would have lost a lot of fun in his future life.

“Okay, you wait, people will definitely grow up.”

No longer stomping her feet in anger, and it doesn't seem to be a fit of pique.

Shokuhou Misaki was stating a certain fact as she said this sentence to Yuan Cuncheng.

“Of course, although it may not have much to do with me, I still believe your unscientific words.”

Yuan Cuncheng spread his hands, left his position under the parasol, and came to the edge of the pool.

The so-called later-comers are usually just comforting themselves.

According to the average value of girls in this world, even if they are only fourteen years old, even if they are only in the first year of junior high school, at least the average level should be B, which is the arc that a girl should have.

Some of the more developed ones, like Fanfeng Runzi, who is following Shokuhou Misaki.

The development of this noble lady is obviously not beyond the average level anymore. In Yuan Cuncheng's eyes, this current level is at least a C, and it is not impossible to say that it is even a higher code.

But Shokuhou Misaki is already this age, and she is still so mediocre, without any waves.

Even if there can be some growth in the future, it is estimated that a B will be the best.

But in this world, B can really only be attributed to the level of small breasts.

“Humph!”

“You can look forward to my future growth.”

Raising her neck and walking with confident steps that didn't recognize her relatives, Shokuhou Misaki also walked to Yuan Cuncheng's side.

“Um, um, um——”

“I know, I know.”

“So Miss Shokuhou, how about going into the water now, otherwise I'm afraid the remaining time won't be enough for me to teach you.”

Chapter 021 You Have to Take Responsibility

As an absolute hater of physical labor, she absolutely hates swimming.

But for this man, she really did this kind of thing that is not suitable for her at all!

“Spread your legs a little more.”

“It's kicking water, not flapping.”

“He's really a two-faced but gentle man.”

In the pool, Yuan Cuncheng held Shokuhou Misaki's hands, guiding her to glide on the water little by little, practicing swimming.

Before the practice started, this man always looked impatient.

But when the practice started, this man has been teaching himself very patiently.

“Your stamina has reached its limit again? Rest for five minutes.”

See, just like that.

Knowing how weak her stamina is, she has to rest for five minutes after kicking the water eight or nine times.

If any coach encounters this kind of student, they would have started cursing a long time ago, but Yuan Cuncheng showed great patience.

Not only in words, but even his expression did not show any impatience.

On the shore!

Shokuhou Misaki took small sips of juice, recovering her rapidly consumed stamina.

Yuan Cuncheng was eating watermelon in big gulps.

“I know that because of the psychological mastery, you don't pay much attention to your own physical training.”

“But it's a bit too much to be so physically weak.”

“I feel that with your physical strength, it would probably take ten minutes to run around the playground.”

Only an hour has passed.

Yuan Cuncheng has completely opened his eyes, the degree of weakness of this woman's physical strength has exceeded his imagination.

Swam for five minutes, rested for fifty-five minutes.

“Who makes people hate this kind of thing? I hate every sport that sweats. This kind of activity that has no demeanor is not suitable for me at all.”

Putting the cup back on the table, Shokuhou Misaki pouted her small mouth.

But after Shokuhou Misaki finished saying this, Yuan Cuncheng's brows were directly twisted into a ball, and his original peaceful tone became stern.

“It's okay not to like sports, you can also rely on your ability, after all, your ability is indeed very powerful.”

“But have you ever thought about what you will do if you encounter someone who restrains your ability or even is immune to your ability?”

“If your physical strength is so weak, don't even think about fighting back, you can't even make a decent escape.”