Apart from other things, the wet clothes of the two women presented a rather alluring sight for Limon. Especially Yuli, whose martial arts uniform was extremely thin. Once wet, her graceful figure was even more captivating than Yalina's, and the color of her skin beneath the fabric was almost visible.
"Still staring..."
Noticing Limon's gaze, Yalina, seated on a large rock, promptly hugged her chest, casting a cold glance at Limon and speaking in a delicate tone.
This made Limon smile sheepishly, and instinctively turn his head to look at Yuli.
In contrast to Yalina's shyness, Yuli was quite open and carefree. Facing Limon's look, she did not avert her eyes but simply smiled at him.
This caused Limon to touch his nose in embarrassment.
With only the three of them there, Yuli was not an option to gaze at, nor was Yalina, so Limon could only stare blankly at the campfire.
"Click..."
