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Chapter 7 by transplanter transplanter

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A prank suit, designed to dissolve in water.

(chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)

Naoto wasn't much for swimming. It was nice to relax by wading around in the water for a number of minutes, but she wasn't one for the long-term exertion or wandering too far away from the shore. It was for that reason that she meant to just wade out into the shallow area of the beach, just enough to dampen her hair and possibly float around while the others kept themselves occupied. She preferred to relax alone for any number of reasons, foremost of which was the chaos that tended to follow in the wake of the group's assorted shenanigans.

Of course, had she known how cheap Teddie had really been, she would've stayed far away from the water. By the time it dawned on her how bad an idea her swim would prove to be, it was much too late. Whether it was intentional or not, the sensation of the cool waves passing over her skin became far too tangible for her liking. Within moments, a downcast look solved the riddle, as horrified realization settled in on her.

Her shoulders were bare. It hadn't taken much looking to realize that as the seconds went on, the rest of her body was too. Before she could even react, it was clear what had happened; the cheap material had completely dissolved beneath the water.

In other words, Naoto was absolutely naked. Her face turned bright red as she sank into the water, trying to **** back a panicked gasp as her arms wrapped around herself. What was she going to do!?

"Hey, Naaaaaoto! Come over here, we're going to play a gaaaame!" The enthusiastic voice came from the shore, and Naoto was too panicked to give a look in the direction to focus on who it was. Yosuke, probably. Naoto had to do something, and in her panic, she realized her safest bet was to...

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