The girls played in the river, while Ryuji sat in the shade of a tree to enjoy the coolness. Seeing the beautiful body of a young girl is also one of pleasure.
Who said that after having a Heroic Spirit's wife, an ordinary girl would be looked down upon. In Ryuji's view, an ordinary JK girl has a charm that is not inferior to a Heroic Spirit.
"What youth," Ryuji said like a middle-aged uncle.
Suddenly, someone turned on the barrier, it was Tsurumi Rumi.
He walked to the river, saw an acquaintance, and walked over.
"Yo." Ryuji greeted.
"Un." Rumi nodded, and sat down beside Ryuji without looking at anything.
"Why are you alone?" asked Rumi.
"Because I don't want to get in the water." Ryuji said, "What about you?"
"Sensei said today was free and after breakfast, I went back to my room, but there's nothing left." Rumi said.
"Really." Ryuji didn't say anything comforting, because that wouldn't change anything.
He had asked Rumi yesterday if she would accept the fake friendship, but she immediately refused, which made Ryuji stare at her in awe.
Yuigahama and the others found Rumi, and she had come to invite her.
"Do you want to play Rumi-chan?" Yuigahama crouched down and asked with a smile.
Rumi shook her head.
Yuigahama was hit hard, could it be that she was already unpopular with the elementary school students?
"Ryuji, can you take a photo with me?" Rumi said suddenly.
"Why?" Ryuji asked.
"Mom asked me to take more photos with my friends," said Rumi holding the camera in her hand.
Ryuji rolled his eyes. "I don't think the photo your mother wanted to see was like this."
Because she has no friends, so use her new friends to make up for it?
"And if you want to take a photo, it's better to take a photo with Yuigahama," Ryuji said. Compared to a man like him, a mother would feel more at ease when she saw her daughter and the lively and beautiful JK lady.
"Hah? Take picture? Okay." Yuigahama was very interested, and she herself was the selfie type.
"Are you going to take a photo in a swimsuit?" Ryuji rubbed his forehead.
Yuigahama blushed slightly, and it was too embarrassing to take a picture in a swimsuit.
"So what to do?"
Ryuji had no choice but to take off his shirt and pass it to Yuigahama, leaving his upper body bare.
"Loan you."
"Oh." Yuigahama grabbed the shirt in a panic, which she had just taken off was still warm.
Yuigahama blushed, wearing the clothes a boy had just taken off, that was too embarrassing!
(Because I want to be photographed and only use it briefly, so it's okay.) Yuigahama found an excuse to herself.
Ryuji took the camera from Rumi and asked them to stand together.
Rumi originally wanted to take a photo with Ryuji, but seeing Yuigahama's caring smile, she couldn't refuse.
In that sense, she was very similar to Yukinoshita, and she had nothing to do with the real Yuigahama.
"I'll take a picture." Ryuji raised the camera. In the picture, Yuigahama was smiling, but Rumi was expressionless, and there was no way to tell that the two were friends.
"Wait a moment!" Yuigahama stopped.
"What is wrong?"
"I don't think taking pictures among friends should be like this." Yuigahama thought seriously. She has many friends and has a say in this.
"Then how do you think we should take pictures?" Ryuji asked.
"I think this is how it should be!" Yuigahama immediately hugged Rumi.
"Wait, what are you doing!" Rumi clearly couldn't adapt to Yuigahama's contact and struggled.
Ryuji pressed the shutter to save this scene.
"Indeed, looking at it this way, they look more like friends." Ryuji nodded, the two's actions earlier were like a small quarrel between friends.
"That's right," said Yuigahama proudly.
Rumi broke free from Yuigahama's embrace, took the camera back from Ryuji, looked at the photos in it, and spoke for a while in silence.
"...Thank You."
Yuigahama scratched her head in embarrassment, "Oh, I didn't do anything, and aren't we friends?"
Rumi shook her head, "No."
"Uh, why?" Yuigahama said disappointedly.
"You must return the clothes to me." Ryuji extended his hand to Yuigahama
Yuigahama blushed and said shyly, "Even if you want to kiss it, it's fine."
Ryuji's hand stopped in midair, okay at first, but the moment Yuigahama said that, he felt a burst of discomfort.
"Forget it, give it back to me after you wash it," Ryuji said disdainfully.
"I only wore it once!" Yuigahama pouted defensively.