A brute- approach, unbecoming of a detective.

"Himiko, you're coming with me whether you like it or not!" Shuichi reached for Himiko's shoulders again, and then, carefully and considerately, traced his hands along her arms until he got to the hands. Then, grabbing one in each of his, he tried to drag her towards the pool edge. In the detective's mind, Himiko would simply stay limp and wouldn't protest as long as someone else was doing the work.

In reality, she couldn't exactly float like a raft, so when he pulled her arms forward, trying to kick backwards to propel himself, her body lurched forward through the water. "N-Nyeh!" The mage let out a high-pitched squeal as she felt her body move forward, her hips swinging with the momentum, and then... She felt her naked lower body connect with Shuichi's stomach. In fact, she felt her legs spread, so that she was basically splaying her legs and bumping her crotch against him! In fact, she felt some part of him she hadn't expected poking her from below, too! And yet, he still wasn't stopping... He was still struggling to get her to the edge. "Shuichi! F-forget it, nyeh! I'm s-s-suddenly feeling real full of magic, so I can help myself! I can, uh, feel it rising, I mean! The magic, that is! Kuu!!"

The boy didn't seem to hear her, and was still trying to save her. Any time she tried to pull her hands free from his, he seemed to pull them back, keeping her from breaking away. He probably thought she was trying to give up again... Himiko gasped as the thing poked her a couple more times in a sensitive area, letting out a weird moan she could never remember making before as she bucked in this strange, swamp-water rodeo.

If she couldn't fight him, maybe she could at least adjust herself to make this situation less dangerous...? She tried hopping upward in the water slightly. Shuichi couldn't seem to keep his grip at that angle, so he let go. Now, she found herself too high, and Shuichi found himself grasping for something of Himiko's to hold onto...

So it was that she now found herself with her legs spread across his chest, her hands clutching onto his shoulders, and his hands finally finding purchase by slapping onto her bare butt and gripping her skinny cheeks for dear life. "Sh-Sh-Sh-Shuichiii!" Himiko cried out, holding onto his shoulders as she saw him begin to sink into the water. As his hands left her, she tried to continue moving forward, then gasped in excitement once more as she felt what she was sure was the boy's face pass just between her legs. Beneath her green mask, her face screwed up in a funny way that, at least, wouldn't be clearly recorded. "You dummy! Y-you're gonna be so cursed, nyeh!! Ngh! Oooh!!"

It had really only been a short travel: it wasn't a big pool, after all. Still, Himiko was panting and exhausted by the time she reached the edge, despite having hardly paddled an inch. She rested her head and her red face on the concrete, pressing one hand to her rapidly beating heart.

When she looked up at the shadow looming over her... It was Kokichi, handing her a black and white towel, she guessed. "Shuichi's not as gentle as he looks, huh? Well, lucky for you, I'm a perfect gentleman! Use this to clean up your face, at least. It somehow looks even grosser than usual!"

With a pout, Himiko snatched Shuichi's swimsuit she'd unknowingly been handed and toweled off her face with it. She wasn't surprised when it was quickly reduced to nothing, since she'd been aware of the properties of this pool all along, but at least it had been enough to get her face clean. "Kokichi... How long have you been standing there watching this, nyeh?"

"Oh, I just got here!" Kokichi said with an innocent smile. "I'm so glad you guys are okay, I was so worried for you!"

"Lies, as usual!" K1-B0 spoke up from alongside him. "This recording of mine will prove it!"

"Keebo... And how long have you been recording this, nyeh?"

The robot picked up the angry tone in her voice and stepped back sheepishly. "Um... N-not that long, I would say..."

Shuichi finally managed to get himself above water. He gasped for air a couple of times, spitting gross goop all around him. His life had been flashing before his eyes, but in the mix, there... He was certain he'd felt something. And, instead of sharing that virgin feeling with a woman he'd chosen to share his life with, like he'd always imagined... He was pretty sure it was the small-bodied blockhead of a magician he'd just had to rescue. More than anything, he was humiliated that he'd been erect enough in that situation for anything to be there to poke her. His mind raced to determine his own culpability in the eyes of the law in this situation if she decided to sue him...

No, that would have to wait. After all... "Himiko was the easy one," he muttered under his breath.

A small, offended gasp came from behind him, although he wasn't listening. "Did you just call me 'easy,' nyeh?! Shuichi!"

Shuichi set his eyes forward at the thrashing water-trap before him. "Tenko... is gonna be the challenge."