manga artist Kirito

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"Please don't joke around, Hiratsuka-sensei." Yukino Yukinoshita wasn't good at joking, even though she knew that Akane Kousaka had the nickname "Watermelon."

“No, there’s no fun in smashing a watermelon, is there?” Kato Megumi squatted down in the shade under the parasol, running her small hands across the warm sand, her eyes slightly narrowed. “Especially for Hito-kun, Suguha, and Mikasa-senpai…”

However, these words automatically transformed into—you martial arts experts aren't afraid of smashing the watermelon to pieces and creating a disgusting scene?

"Then... beach volleyball?" Hiratsuka Shizuka stood up, holding the volleyball, then tossed it around before jumping up and slapping it with her hand. With a loud bang, the volleyball flew directly towards Kiritani-kun, who was running towards them.

If you look closely, you'll definitely notice that Hiratsuka Shizuka's palms are now slightly red.

"Damn it! You guys are all targeting me today!" Kiritani-kun cursed as the volleyball came flying at him. Although he could dodge it, the watermelon behind him might not be able to see it.

After a brief pause, Kiritani pulled his arm back behind his back, his slender arm tensing instantly. Just as the volleyball was about to hit him, giving him a taste of a nosebleed, his clenched fist slammed into the ball, sending it flying back with a thud.

"...What is all this stuff?" Akane Kousaka, who had almost been punched backward by Kirito, stopped and rolled her eyes speechlessly.

However, this doesn't mean that Akane Kosaka will let Kiritani off the hook.

Yes, then the watermelon jumped up and pinned Kiritani-kun down...

"So, being nice to you as a woman is actually useless..." Kirigaya-kun's face was blank as he felt the scorching sand.

On the other side, Yukino-chan stared blankly at the volleyball flying towards her...

"Yukino-chan, let me help..."

Before she could finish speaking, Mikasa, her face full of eager anticipation, stretched her arms and moved in front of Yukino. Then, she stepped onto Haruno's knee and kicked the volleyball with her back to the side.

Okay, the volleyball flew away again.

This time, it flew to the straight-leafed position that had been chosen long ago.

—Ahem, although I'm thinking of using the ultimate technique, Takao Slash, if I use it, my cute image will be ruined.

Naturally, these few individuals, whose violence was somewhat excessive, ended up playing volleyball...

"That's why I didn't want to suggest beach volleyball..." Feeling the gazes from the people around her, Haruno squatted down next to Kato Megumi, looking very sad.

Coupled with that statement, it seems as if it was something that had been expected all along.

"Beach volleyball...it's clearly murder volleyball!" Yang rolled her eyes. "This kind of game, which should have been part of the plan but isn't actually suitable for everyone, shouldn't have existed at all!"

"Well, it seems everyone's having a lot of fun." Kato Megumi remained calm, even though the current situation was completely unexpected.

"Hey, Asuna, come help me out. I'm planning to bury this guy in the sand." Grabbing Kirigaya's arms, Akane Kousaka sat on Kirigaya's lap, firmly pinning him down.

"...Asuna, let's go!" For some reason, Shiina Mashiro suddenly seemed full of energy as she picked up the shovel.

"Hmm, that's fine too." After a moment's thought, Asuna smiled and nodded, as if she had thought of something.

—An unjust world!

—Kirigaya Kazuto's words.

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【NO.220 Wolf】

"I'm stupid, really."

With a bewildered look in his eyes, Kirigaya Kazuto stared at the blinding sky. "I was wrong. Gentleness is completely meaningless. Women should be differentiated, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" With a light smile, Asuna sprinkled water on the sand, looking at Kiritani-kun who had suddenly become eccentric, and smiled kindly.

Kiritani sighed softly, "Otherwise... I would be very unlucky, like now."

As mentioned earlier, Akane Kousaka called on everyone to dig a small pit and bury Kirito in it. Suguha and Mashiro Shiina were the most enthusiastic, and most of the sand covering Kirito was filled by these two girls. However, the most vicious ones were Asuna, Akane Kousaka, and Haruno.

They even went so far as to bring over a bucket of seawater and pour it on the sand, claiming it was to cool it down...

Go to hell!

They clearly wanted to use sand to pin me down here so I couldn't move.

"Oh no..."

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Seeing the slight change in Kirigaya's expression, Asuna immediately stopped watering and reached to the side, seemingly intending to dig Kirigaya out from under the sand.

However, Kiritani-kun suddenly became lethargic.

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Kiritani-kun completely revealed his lazy expression. "It's warm, but also a little cool... I'm feeling a bit sleepy."

"...Then you can sleep here slowly, I'm going to play." Asuna said that she was not going to splash water on him anymore, and let whoever wanted to lower the temperature could lower it. Then she took the hammer and stuck it up vertically as a warning, which could be said to be to prevent Kirito from being trampled by passers-by.

"Please don't do this, Asuna." Kiritani-kun was getting a little anxious. We came to the beach to play, and I haven't even touched the seawater yet. Please dig me up, thank you everyone. I promise I'll never do anything so outrageous again.

However, this was of no use.

Shiina Mashiro calmly floated along the shallows, clutching her swim ring...

Yukino and Kato Megumi sat together, chatting about something...

Akane and Haruno were relaxing on beach chairs, enjoying the summer heat...

The remaining girls were all capable of some fighting, but to avoid affecting the other tourists, they moved to the shallows to continue their deadly volleyball game.

Ah, murderous tennis, murderous basketball, murderous ping-pong, murderous volleyball...

Anything carrying a ball possesses a potentially deadly quality—even ramming someone with a ball counts.

You can try to suffocate yourself—provided, of course, that you can find a big-breasted cute girl willing to suffocate you.

"What a sad story..." Kirigaya-kun sighed again, squinting at the slightly glaring blue sky.

Ah, the beach...

Those long, white legs...

The scenery that was once beautiful is completely gone.

Now, forget about seeing the scenery, even turning my head makes my neck hurt. What terrible things have I done to deserve this at such a good time?

However, just as Kiritani was about to give up on himself, a shadow fell over him, and looking up, he immediately saw Haruno's delicate and pretty face—if I could, I would call Haruno an angel at this moment.

However, the angel... seems to have started to change not long ago.

It became synonymous with evil.

Yes, the reality is that cruel.

Yang Nai was holding a bottle of chilled drink, seemingly afraid that sand might get in, and she had even sealed the bottle. There was also a straw stuck in it... Oh right, she was happily drinking her beverage.

Her pretty face wore a sweet smile, which made Kiritani feel as if they were meeting for the first time. However, this was quickly followed by a feeling of annoyance, because whenever Haruno showed such a smile, it was always a disguise.

"Hey, Kazuto-san~"

"How cheesy! Aren't you afraid Asuna will hit you with a killer volleyball right in the face?"

"Hey, do you want to drink the beverage I'm holding?"

Yang held the chilled drink and pressed it against Kiritani's face, causing him to raise his eyebrows slightly, but his heart remained calm—that's life, there are always people who want to mess with you around you.

Tilting his head slightly to avoid the cold beverage bottle, Kiritani-kun lazily yawned. "Oh no," he thought, "the sand is so cool; I'm afraid I'll actually fall asleep here..."

"Ugh, he's ignoring me, I'm so annoyed!" Pouting, Haruno put her drink aside, then picked up the shovel next to her and started digging a hole next to Kiritani's head.

Honestly, when Kiritani saw this, his heart sank a little. If this woman suddenly went crazy and hit him on the head with a shovel... he might die.

However, Haruno isn't quite that ruthless; after all, she's only slightly cunning and far from being a yandere.

I dug a hole... simply so I could put the drink in there and make sure the straw could reach Kiritani-kun's mouth...

"Go to hell, Haruno! That's enough!" Seeing Haruno poking his lips with a straw, Kiritani switched to a deadpan expression. "I'm not thirsty, I have no intention of drinking water! -- If you really want to be nice to me, then please dig me out, thank you. I can't move right now, and I feel a bit uncomfortable."

"No way~!" Ms. Yang shook her head with a smile. "This was buried by the adorable Asuna Yuuki, so I can't just dig you out on my own... Oh dear, Akane is calling me. Be good, Kazuto-san, I'll come see you again later~!"

Am I going to have to stay here for another five hundred years, you bastard?

Feeling inexplicably annoyed, Kiritani-kun bit the straw right next to his mouth and said, "I'm going to sleep. Make sure no one steps on me."

"Hey hey, wagada!" Yang Nai smiled and nodded, then slowly walked away.

Wow... the difference is huge...

Yang Nai glanced at the chestnut-haired girl on the shallow beach, her smile slightly bitter, but only for a moment before disappearing without a trace, replaced by a hypocritical expression that was impossible to discern as genuine.

"Cruel time..."

…………

How long has it been...?

Has it been five hundred years?

It's a bit hot now.

Could you please water my plants?

Ah, the drink is all gone...

I opened my eyes groggily, and the warm, slightly salty sea breeze brushed against my face.

I guess I was too salty?

What catches the eye are those bright, white legs, and not just two...

Huh, what's with all this mass-produced student swimsuits?

It seems like no one except Shiina Mashiro wears a school swimsuit, right?

So, what is this now...?

"Ah, the [Fighter] is awake. It's a little pitiful, being buried in the sand like that..."

That familiar yet unfamiliar voice...where have I heard it before?

A fighter? ...That's a rather embarrassing name.

With her eyes slightly raised, she saw a large expanse of blonde hair and a pair of frameless glasses.

"Ah, the beauty of the lake?"

"It's me." The blonde girl known as the Beauty of the Lake grinned, revealing an extremely cheerful smile. "Fighter, huh? By the way, what's your situation? Buried here, and not a single person even bothers to look after you."

"Oh, the Witch of Ice is here too."

"Ah, I'm here." The girl with ice-blue hair standing next to me nodded slightly, then stretched her arms. "It's been a long time, fighter. I haven't seen you at the supermarket since you beat Sato-kun last time."

"Hey, I wasn't defeated!" The boy, whose name is written as Sato but sounds like "pervert," shouted with some dissatisfaction.

The blonde woman, Zhe Echangpu, raised an eyebrow. "I'm telling you, don't just ignore other people's problems!"

"How enviable, what a pervert." Kirigaya continued to ignore Iris's remarks and said to Sato, "You're clearly a pervert, yet a girl is willing to come to the beach with you... Well, thinking about it, you are a pervert, but neither the Ice Witch nor the Lake Beauty can be easily defeated by you. Even if you wanted to, you couldn't do anything about it."

Sato glared at Kiritani-kun, "Don't give me that nonsense, you pervert! -- You were telling dirty jokes to Cha-fa while stealing the bento, you're the one who's more like a pervert!"

"So, what exactly is tea-flavored tea called?"

"..."

The air fell silent instantly.

Yes, it seems that no one knows the name of Chafa yet.

"Oh my god!! There are even twins—I misjudged you, Sato, you're not a pervert at all!"

"Shut up! Those are two-headed demon hounds. You haven't been here recently, so you don't know they've appeared. Don't talk like everything has something to do with me. They came with Senior Sister!"

"You're in trouble, you've encountered such a formidable opponent."

"Yes, this is a really bad situation. There's the Ice Witch in front, and the Two-Headed Demon Hound behind. Oh, my life is so miserable..."

"I'll follow Kiritani-kun very cooperatively," I said.

"...What's going on?" The Ice Witch and Gun Narcissus seemed a little out of sync, or perhaps they were on a completely different wavelength.

"Well, anyway, do you need any help? Your face is so red, you must have been buried here in the sun for quite a while."

Kiritani pursed his lips. "Well... could you please check if there are any girls around here who are watching us? Hmm, there are quite a few, and they all seem to have the same goal."

"Uh, yes, that girl with short black hair, holding a volleyball, she looks a bit unfriendly..."

"I must say, that chestnut-haired girl's eyes are a bit scary too..."

"Hey... I'm saying, how about we leave? This guy won't do anything here anyway?"

“…No need, they’re here.” Gunslinger tilted her head and then made her judgment.

"It seems... there are quite a few." I exclaimed, my eyes widening. "Wow, Iron Fist Judgment is here too!"