Kawakami desperately scanned the beach. There had to be somewhere they could hide! There was always the ocean, of course, but going into the ocean had caused most of their problems to begin with! And besides, there was no guarantee the students wouldn’t follow them in anyways. They needed to get completely out of sight!
Finally, she spotted a truck, parked near the edge of the beach. The back was open. “That way!” Kawakami said urgently, pointing it out. The three of them sprinted towards the truck, Futaba struggling to keep up with her shorter legs. They scrambled in as quickly as they could, moving around boxes to get as far in as they could, before stopping to catch their breath.
“Are they following us?” Ann asked worriedly. She and Kawakami had positioned themselves behind two tall crates, while Futaba was crouched behind a smaller box.
Futaba squinted over the top of her box. “I-I don’t think so?” she said uncertainly. “Nobody’s coming over here, anyways.”
Kawakami let out a sigh of relief. “Thank goodness! Let’s wait a bit just in case, though.”
Ann nodded, glancing over at Kawakami. Only to look away bashfully, because, of course, she was still naked. “Um. Sensei?” she asked hesitantly. “What...happened to your bikini?”
“It ripped,” Kawakami growled in frustration. “I can’t believe how fragile it was! I mean, I know I didn’t spend a lot on it, but still! It shouldn’t have just come apart like that!”
“That sucks,” Futaba offered. “At least you’ve got a nice body!” Immediately, she slapped herself in the forehead. What the heck was wrong with her today? Did being naked just dial her libido up to eleven?!
Actually...if she was an exhibitionist, that made sense. But it was still embarrassing! Stupid brain. Stupid hormones.
Kawakami, meanwhile, was more than a little flattered. She was slightly insecure about her looks, especially when compared to a beautiful young woman like Ann. It was nice to be reminded that she could still turn heads.
Before she could respond, however, she heard footsteps approaching. “Hide!” she hissed, pressing herself against her crate. Ann and Futaba followed her lead, and the three of them stayed as quiet as they could.
Rather than anyone entering the truck, however, there was the sound of metal moving. From how she was positioned, only Futaba could see what was going on. Somebody had closed the back of the truck!
Futaba waited until she heard the footsteps move away again before speaking. “Uh, guys? Bad news,” she said quietly, gesturing toward the door.
“Oh shoot!” Ann said worriedly, hurrying towards the door. She examined it for a few minutes, before sighing. “Gah! I don’t think we can open it from the inside!”
Kawakami sucked in a breath. Okay, this wasn’t a great situation. They could probably make enough noise to be let out, but that would mean attracting a lot of attention. The Shujin students might still be outside. On the other hand, they obviously couldn’t stay in here forever! It was only a matter of time before the truck left, taking them off to who-knows-where!
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