Just as you expected

Your inexperience with volleyball was a clear fact that rubbed itself in your faces one time too many. Abirit had sharp reflexes but they did not translate to sports, and your own sports reflexes had gone rather rusty from focusing on studies and work for the student council.

By the end of the match you were both sweaty and tired and dousing your thirst. Looking at Abirit, you had to resist getting aroused at the sight of a sweaty stepmother, her bikini soaked through and clinging to her skin like glue.

The sun was setting in the distance and most beachgoers had left by now, either to dine at the nearby shops or to return home for a good night's rest.

Shit, why does she always have to look so sexy when drenched in sweat? You thought, Maybe it's a natural talent of hers?

"So, how was it?" Asked Marihito.

"...Tiring, but fun," Said Abirit smilingly.

"Yeah, that was quite fun," You said.

Marihito smiled, passing you both towels.

To your side, you noticed Misa pouting while frowning, as if unhappy at something else. You almost thought of asking her about it, but you know it was one of those times - when Misa was so unhappy and stubborn she was tight-lipped on the thing.

Not even anger could **** the issue out of her.

"Alright, since you lost, dinner's on you guys," Said Misa, her pouty frown gone, "Yakisoba."

"Lead the way," You said.

After a quick shower and a change of clothes, Abirit was dressed in a T-shirt and shorts. Despite being SFW, however, her assets left little to imagination.

And then, all of a sudden, she did an elegant spin, winking at you.

A sigh of satisfaction escaped your lips at this, and then Misa lightly punched you in the shoulder for some reason.

Ah, there's that pouty frown again, You thought, Something's really bothering her this time.

The Yakisoba for dinner was excellent and filling, served with cold lemonade. It was perfect after a tiring game of volleyball, and the lemonade awakened your taste buds with its citrusy flavour.

You and the group chatted on a lot of stuff, from favourite hobbies to plans for the vacation, and Marihito always was the flirtatious type, winking at Abirit and casting her subtle glances. At least he was the gentlemanly type.

"So, Abirit, you his girlfriend?"

Misa spat out her lemonade in shock, while Abirit looked at him like a deer under a spotlight.

But he tends to lack tact sometimes, You inwardly lamented.

"Abirit, come with me outside for a bit," Said Misa, grabbing Abirit by the arm.

Abirit's confused look met yours, and you and Marihito looked at each other now that you were left alone in the shop.

"Seriously, man?" You asked him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect that," Said Marihito, rubbing his head in confusion and shame, "Though honestly, she's been like that for a while; I thought the volleyball game would cheer her up a bit."

"Me too, actually," You said.

Abirit was face-to-face with a stern-looking Misa, her eyes squarely locked on hers like a hawk's. Tomboyish despite her clearly feminine body, her beautiful looks was soured by her thin-lined lips almost forming a frown.

"...Need something from me?" Asked Abirit.

Misa said nothing for a few moments, her breathing eerily calm and controlled.

Then, she said, "Tell me honestly, and I don't want any grandma stories or evading, understood?"

"Yes," Abirit quickly said.

"Then tell me, do you love Takeru?"