Cherry Blossom Palette: Summer by the Sea
Chapter 38: Beach Episode! [Part Ten]
Sunshine Arc
Written by EmtenDew
Edited by P. serrulata
Art courtesy of SeriousBismuth
Author's note:
ED:For today's offering—
Lamentations of the boys, struck at the image of a B-cup goddess!
Naoto navigates religion! (Huh?)
The dawning prospect of an inevitable and necessary ritual fills Naoto with dread!
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You may find some of the information that Naoto conveys to the story may be slightly inaccurate, but that's on purpose, since he doesn't know all there is to know.
I could've had PS go through and correct everything, but I decided that it fit Naoto's view.
You'll see.
And you get some Nekoba lore out of it, so that's something.
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I didn't know what a "double wide surprise" was until we were working on the last chapter.
I don't know sometimes whether to thank PS or curse him for the stuff he introduces me to.
MeatCanyon's videos are horrifying, and I recommend that EVERYONE watches them.
The idea that Warner Bros. claimed "Wabbit Season" as its own property is insane.
I don't know if that makes it CANON that Bugs Bunny is a "struggling rapist" like the world says, but the idea is too insane to just pass up.
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In the One Piece anime, we finally got to see York animated. She's cute for being 6 meters tall, even if her LDL cholesterol laden heart isn't exactly in the right place.
In the manga, I hope Luffy finally snuffs out Kizaru's light soon, unless Kizaru has a really good reason for being such a POS in the current One Piece arc.
And hopefully the vice-admirals taking part in the Buster Call on Egghead perish in their own fire. The Marines fighting for the side of evil need to start paying for their sins a little more.
Also, Oda REALLY needs to get better at drawing women's legs and stuff when they're wearing high heel pumps. He still doesn't get it right.
The Egghead Arc should be ending very soon, and I'm looking forward to what's next.
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In Chapter 145 of canon Nagatoro, just more teasing where nothing actually happens.
No kiss. No nipple ticket cashed. No calling Nagatoro out for being horrible so many times. No apologies from Nagatoro for being horrible so many times. No Naoto showing an actual spine or standing up for himself.
Nagatoro doesn't understand the concept of consequences. Very arrogant of her, thinking she can act in any way without any consequences.
She has no right to be upset about accidentally seeing Naoto's lil' Naoto like she did. It's like the other time where she phoned him in the bath and accidentally showed him her AA-cups… and probably her "paipan" too, the hairless canyon creature it is. She didn't learn a thing, even when the last prank blew up in her face, like the new one did.
When she called Naoto a pervert, he should've told her to f*ck herself instead of apologizing.
Whorish games, whorish prizes.
I thought for sure that Nanashi would wrap up the story quickly, but he might milk it for a while if he's making nothing chapters like this one. Many of the hallmarks of an anime or manga series ending were there during the judo tournament. He could keep this up indefinitely.
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Please look at the Q&A section I set up at the end of the chapter. Ask us anything, and we'll add another section in the next chapter.
It's good to know that you keep reading, so I would be happy if you drop comments and ask questions.
Please enjoy what I wrote.
Saturday, July 28, 2018
Though the boys were slightly perturbed after Rabi-chan's display, throwing shade at the other girls and letting them all know that she knew that the boys were intrigued, things had leveled off pretty quickly.
Not to say that the GIRLS hadn't been perturbed…
Besides Rabi-chan, naturally, they'd been chilly towards the trio of swinging-dicks, but staying upset with them for something so dumb was sort of pointless, and a very brief while saw it pass.
Shuu and Tohru were still learning the ethos of Naoto's group of gal-pals, but they were catching on quickly.
To Naoto—all else aside, the aftermath was no worse than batting away a booger publicly hanging out of the nose—embarrassing but very human, and he'd "batted away" worse things, dealing with the girls for more than a year.
And to the girls, one of them touting her goods to show up the others was about as common as a cold in a classroom in the middle of winter, so the incident proved rather inconsequential.
But the day wasn't even halfway over (not that it will take as much time to tell the second half as it did the first)…
"…" Naoto shook his head.
It was already in the past…
That said, he was all for keeping the girls happy.
Gamo-chan HAD said over sandwiches that she was up for another game of hacky sack…
"…~" Naoto hoped that he could get several of the girls interested in a fresh game of Sets.
More than two teams could play a game of Sets!
Since Hana and Nekoba had expressed interest too, maybe he could pair up with one of them, while Shuu and Tohru handled the other two girls. "…~"
Naoto and Hana vs. Shuu and Nekoba vs. Tohru and Gamo-chan…
"…~!" He liked the idea.
Maybe Gamo-chan would even like to take out Sakura's raft for a bit!
Naoto would like that, and he was sure at least one more person would be up for a quick paddle into the bay!
He just had to play it cool~.
So, he breezed over to Gamo-chan, the big girl talking to Nekoba, both of them hanging out near the coolers.
Asking about hacky sack was the surer bet…
Naoto addressed her, "Hey, uh, Gamo-chan."
"…?" Her head revolved his way, her expression none too welcoming.
Nekoba had an even but unsure air about her. "…?"
'Yipe!' Naoto's balls tried making friends with his tonsils.
The way Gamo-chan looked at him!
She was scrutinizing him as if he was (not that he had any idea of it) the crimson tsunami, spotting her favorite pair of lucky panties.
"…" She glowered, her jaw twitching.
Naoto shat himself a little. "…!"
Was asking her to play a game really the best…?
'Shit!' He tried to keep his path. "Hey, uh, do you wanna—"
"…" She offered him an unsweet-and-sour mien, turning away with a pout. "Hmph…"
He wasn't so terribly encouraged, her showing his back to him~. "Ack!"
Okay, maybe ONE of the girls was still chilly…
'Fuck!' He'd failed.
Nekoba offered him an apologetic glance before going after the other girl.
Watching Gamo-chan stalk away, Naoto felt like a real POS. "…"
Might be best to leave her be…
"…" He thought he understood why she'd be upset with him, but he thought even more strongly that she was overreacting, giving him the cold shoulder like this.
Then again…
He'd been trying to convince himself that Rabi-chan's jibe had been harmless, but he knew it wasn't, not to Gamo-chan.
Why would Rabi-chan try for provocation so soon, even if it WAS a more generalized attack on all "XX" within sight?!
"…" He'd go see what Shuu and Tohru were up to.
The other boys had tried too, talking to Gamo-chan, though with less fervor…
…
Naoto wished he had more to be proud of in the last half-hour than the fact that he'd halted his half-chub—brought on by the sight of Rabi-chan—while it was still a half-chub.
But there wasn't anything else TO be proud of.
"Phew…" Regardless, he was glad it was gone, lil' Naoto yet a sore and ragged mess, following the Saturday morning salutation he'd given the world… and all the other times he'd excessively splooted that week too, intentional or not.
Even so, wow, had Rabi-chan surprised him, given that he'd never even seen her in a school swimsuit. "…~"
She definitely wasn't as flat as she appeared…
He'd been stuck thinking that she was no better off than Nagatoro was, her AA-cups impressing no one, not even her father.
It was Rabi-chan's penchant for wearing baggier clothes that had kept hidden those prime B's~!
"…~" To Naoto, there was nothing wrong with a healthy set of B's.
Nekoba also wore this enchanted cup-size~…
…
Sadly, none of that was of any help with Naoto's Gamo-grief. "…"
Saying that the other girls had been COLD to the boys, it was more accurate to say that Gamo-chan was STEAMED…
Rabi-chan, the "instigator" of this mess, had been pleased as punch that the boys' courtesies were in her favor.
The rest of the girls?
Nekoba hadn't cared that much.
Sakura had found the whole fiasco most amusing, and she'd heckled the boys about their "lack of interest in (her)~".
Hana had behaved in a way most Yoshi-esque, matching Sakura's conduct—albeit not as piercingly as would Yoshi, and even one unversed in the ways of the younger Sunomiya was able to tell that she'd enjoyed it.
And speaking of Yoshi, she'd been the last to stop hating on the menfolk, content with emulating Gamo-chan, until Shuu had offered her half of the peanut butter, jelly, and banana sandwich he'd slapped together, and she was suddenly totally cool with the boys again.
But Gamo-chan?
Naoto stewed this over, "…"
It would take a lot more than another sandwich to cool HER off…
He also held a strong inclination towards the notion that the other girls hadn't immediately realized just how steamed Gamo-chan was.
They knew NOW…
Naoto reminded himself that Yoshi had predicted that nothing bad would happen that day, confident that Gamo-chan and Rabi-chan had made peace.
Her exact words had been, "It'll be okay, Sensei. Don't worry."
He imagined that her thoughts might've changed in that regard, not that she was presently glued to Gamo-chan or replicating her attitude, much more inclined to enjoy the good snacks and good company of their friends, leaving the Maki to fester without her.
…
Naoto hadn't stewed over this ordeal alone either.
He had tried talking to the boys. "…"
Shuu hadn't been all that helpful, saying nothing, probably locked in some great internal conflict, stuck between declaring Rabi-chan as the belle of the beach or sticking with his best girl, the gal…
Tohru said something to Naoto, though it hadn't been of much benefit either.
It had almost shocked the young artist, and Tohru hadn't even mentioned how much he'd enjoyed Rabi-chan's routine, keeping that relishment to himself.
To paraphrase what Short-pai had said…
If Gamo-chan didn't like what had happened, she could take off the wetsuit and show what goods SHE was hiding… or she could've gone for broke in the first place, wearing something to BLOW THEM AWAY…
"…!" Naoto didn't like that.
It seemed dangerously close to the idea of a girl "asking for it"…
However, he could see what Tohru meant… or probably meant.
"…" It wasn't the exact same thing, and he knew it, but—
If a woman who habitually dresses and behaves like a slob unexpectedly gussies up and becomes upset when someone comments in astonishment that she "cleans up well"… there was NO just cause for her indignation…
Naoto believed that.
Perhaps it was even applicable!
…
"Perhaps" was one thing, but Naoto held more surety in what he knew to be Tohru's feelings.
Tohru wasn't a fan of girls becoming difficult over stupid things, and he DID view this as a stupid thing…
"…" Naoto had seen Tohru become downright icy when something he viewed as irrational—especially from a girl—rubbed him the wrong way.
But was it stupid? Was it irrational?
'Damn it!' He didn't know.
Still, it was the heart of the matter that, well, MATTERED—mattered the most…
Naoto knew that humans—rather than dumbing it down to "stupid" or "irrational"—had feelings.
Gamo-chan had feelings, and those feelings had been going through an awful lot of hurts lately…
Naoto had feelings. "…!"
Continuing to mull this crap over, he found himself wandering over to their bags.
It was time to get out the sunblock… go swim…
Making it there, he found Nekoba, sitting in seiza, rucking about in her rucksack, probably doing the same thing that he was about to, though at the moment, she was absorbed in her phone.
Their bags were close, so he had little choice but to sit down beside her and go about his business.
"Hoo…" he sighed heavily, plopping on his duff.
"…?" The cross-eyed girl perked up. "Hachioji-kun?"
Naoto came back to himself. "Oh, uh… sorry, Nekoba. Didn't mean to disturb you."
"…?"
"…"
"You okay?" she asked, stowing her phone in her bag.
Was he REALLY looking so sorry?
He supposed that he was. "Naw, not really…"
"What's wrong?" Nekoba tilted her head.
"…" He knew that she very likely knew why. "I'm feeling kinda lousy… over the Rabi-chan thing."
"Snrk! Oh, I figured…" she gave a short howl of laughter, not of the cruel variety. "None of us expected her to do that."
And Naoto didn't take her laughter as cruel. "Nope…"
"…~" she chuckled. "Yeah…"
"I'm… uh, sorry about that…" he put forth.
Nekoba returned, "What about?"
It wasn't easy for Naoto to spit out.
"For us boys… getting all goo-goo-eyed… like that," he managed.
Now, she did give a proper laugh, "Ha-ha-ha… Hachioji-kun~… You guys've got nothing to be sorry for…"
"…" He'd been led to believe otherwise.
"Dude… Senpai~," she referred to him as both, unusual for her. "I wasn't really all that worked up about it. None of us were."
"…" If she was casting out bait, Naoto wasn't nibbling.
"I'm sorry we treated you like a creep—Shuu-kun and Tohru-kun too; it was just fun to make a kerfuffle about it for a little bit~. It's normal for boys to wanna look at girls like that."
He happened to think it was normal. "…"
And she wasn't the first to make amends for treating him like a "creep"…
"And we like when you do," Nekoba supplied, regarding her previous sentence. "I was happy I caught your eye again~."
"…" Naoto crimsoned.
She flushed to a lesser degree. "It's okay, Hachioji-kun~. I mean, I was hoping I would."
"Auuwaa…" he bleated, a shiver running through him.
This was TOO much…
It was impossible for her to not giggle, "C'mon, it's not like I was gonna run out and buy a new suit just for today, but I wasn't about to bore you with the same thing I wore last time."
"It wouldn't be boring…" he didn't exactly blurt it out.
She shook her head, snickering, "I getcha~…"
"I kinda wish we'd not made a big deal about Rabi-chan…" He really wished it, actually.
Nekoba sustained, "No one's actually all that upset about it, Hachioji-kun."
"Gamo-chan is," he immediately revised.
She ho-hummed, "Well, yeah, besides her…"
Neither had forgotten; it's just that Gamo-chan wasn't "everyone"…
"Why's it gotta be like this?" Naoto asked the air.
Nekoba mused, "I knew Hayacchi never understood that, but I thought Gamo-chan had come to that realization."
'Why do you have to bring Nagatoro into this?' Naoto wished that she wouldn't. "Understood what?"
She'd just said it. "That boys might be interested in gawking at girls, of course."
"Of course…" He might've known.
She revised, apropos Gamo-chan, "Well, I shouldn't say that. Gamo-chan knows that, but a girl can be pretty quick to change her tune when a thing's suddenly not in her favor… or it's all-out working against her."
"I guess…" Naoto was as well-versed in duplicity as anyone.
"Don't worry about it so much, Hachioji-kun."
"…" He didn't assent. 'Why not?'
"…?"
"…"
"But if you really are worried… just talk to her," Nekoba championed. "Let her know how you feel about it."
Naoto glanced her way. "Tell her how I…"
"Yeah…" She stood up, eyes right back at him. "But, definitely, I'd think about what I wanna say, but she'll listen to you. Just give her a little space, if need be, and then just talk to her."
"…" He was less than convinced.
"…?"
"…"
"Would you like me to talk to her?" Nekoba asked.
"…!" Naoto jarred.
She waited. "…"
His first impulse was to say "no", but…
"Please," he consented. "I'd appreciate that."
"No prob~." Nekoba was happy to do it. "I won't say anything crazy or anything, so don't fret."
"I trust you."
"Thanks~. I know how much you care about each other, so it'll be alright."
"Okay…" he exhaled in contentment, relieved to the point that the "care about" comment rolled off. "Thanks…"
"You're welcome~." She patted his shoulder. "I'm heading back. See you in a few, Hachioji-kun."
"Right…" he acknowledged.
She left, a bottle of sunscreen dangling from one hand.
"…" He felt fortunate.
Wow, Nekoba was a Helluva girl!
Naoto had little doubt that she'd be able to help put Gamo-chan on an even-keel.
When the time came, talking to Gamo-chan wouldn't be the worst…
And he'd been dreading it, facing her again.
Hopefully, this wasn't taking advantage of Nekoba's kindness or anything…
…
"…" For reasons unknown to his higher brain functions, Naoto remembered a couple of miserable medical experiences that he'd suffered as a little kid, struck down with the occasional fever.
Thermometers up the ass and suppositories too…
Why the eff this had suddenly popped into his head might've had something to do with his inkling that talking with Gamo-chan—even without Nekoba-ish intervention—would be better than getting stuff shoved up the butt…
And both of these would be better than being locked in a dark room overnight with Nagatoro's fuck-stick of an older brother. "…!"
Naoto didn't want anything going up his butt, whether it was a pill or 10 cm of Taiga.
That shrimp-dick of his would barely reach the backdoor, funnily enough…
"…!" Speaking of "why the eff", he wondered WTF was wrong with him, contemplating all that nonsense.
He—
"Oh! Hachioji-kun…"
Naoto looked up, finding Nekoba back in front of him. "Yes?"
"Could you put this in my bag please?" Leaning down slightly, she began to unclasp the necklace that she was wearing. "I forgot I still had it on."
Since he was sitting right there and was glad to help, "No problem."
"Thanks~." She gathered the chain in one hand and forked it over. "Just slip it into my bag's little side-pocket—the one on the left side."
"Gotcha." He received the article, closing his hand around it.
She smiled, rounding away from him. "I'm heading back—this time, for real."
"Alright." He watched her walk off again.
But instead of putting away the necklace at once, he opened his hand to look at it.
He didn't often see it, but she always wore it, barring gym, bathing, and swimming.
And he'd never gotten a good look at it, not that he hadn't seen a crucifix before.
Rather than a plain "t-shape", he'd previously learned that Nekoba's sterling silver pendant was of a detailed Jesus Christ, nailed to a wooden cross with a crown of thorns, "INRI" written above his head.
He'd thought nothing of it upon seeing it for the first time, months back, still thinking that it was just a t-shaped cross, since many people wore them as jewelry.
It was more than mere jewelry for its wearer though…
Naoto couldn't remember exactly when he'd learned that Nekoba was a committed Christian, but he figured it had been during the winter, right around Valentine's Day.
Lent had started, by whatever governed it, ON Valentine's Day in 2018…
He'd never heard of "Lent", the 40-some days leading up to the weekend of Easter.
In recent years, people had increasingly done more and more Easter stuff in Japan.
At least, many of the materialistic practices…
"…~" It had been fun, hunting for Easter eggs, done a few times when he was little.
But "Lent"?
Naoto knew that the Christians celebrated the Resurrection of Christ, but Lent was a new concept.
He was hazy on the details and wouldn't try lecturing anyone on it, but what stood out to him was that some Christians gave up something during this stretch of time.
Nekoba loved iced-coffee, mostly brands in a can but a few shops too.
For Lent, she'd given up coffee, all beverages with caffeine, and all sugary drinks besides real fruit juice. She'd also given up chocolate and other foods containing stimulants.
While Naoto couldn't recall the exact date of learning that Nekoba was a Christian, he specifically remembered it was the first Friday of Lent that he'd learned that she was a Lutheran.
It was easy to remember, because she'd been going through SEVERE caffeine withdrawals that day, a headache the size of Neptune plaguing her.
She'd been telling another girl about the starting/stopping days of the Season of Lent and which specific belief systems followed which rules…
Later, Naoto had been curious, and he'd asked her about her faith once or twice, when the group was getting ice cream or whatever.
He wouldn't have asked, but Nekoba had shown him just how receptive she was of people asking her about nearly anything.
She didn't mind questions, most of the time, so long as they were in the pursuit of knowledge and without malice.
Going her whole life with other people gawking at her eyes and asking uncomfortable things had given her a sense of perspective…
Naoto found it to be another of her great qualities, though he didn't like the thought of people being terrible to the lovely girl.
Thankfully, she hadn't at all minded him asking.
He was a friend~…
And he'd learned a lot.
Her family, the maternal side of her paternal grandparents, had predominantly been Christians for two centuries, mostly in secret, until after World War 2.
This was probably because for the 500 years since the Jesuits had begun preaching Christianity in Japan, 400+ years of it had seen some pretty awful persecution…
The persecution had ebbed and flowed in its intensity, depending on who was in power, and many different schools of Christianity had "taken a stab" at further introducing and expanding the religion, and this had also ebbed and flowed in its intensity.
He'd looked up some of the previous (and the following), further curious.
They didn't teach this stuff in school…
That aside, the paternal half of Nekoba's paternal grandparents had converted to Christianity after the war, both families having since become Lutheran.
From there, her paternal grandparents had married, their children married other Lutherans, and Nekoba was the result of one of those unions, the girl having far less to say about her mother's side of the family.
About all Naoto knew about Lutherans is that some monk named Martin Luther—a man not known for his love of the other Abrahamic religions (or Catholicism)—nailed a list of complaints to a door half a millennia ago, launching the Protestant Reformation in Europe, and and that Lutheranism had only been well-established in Japan for 70 years.
There were a lot of different branches of Christianity, he'd found, and some had spent centuries killing each other—within and without branches of it—for no good reason, the pointless holy wars continuing to that day.
It seemed stupid to him, since they all believed more-or-less the same things.
Didn't they? (Don't let certain folks hear you say that~…)
Even the branches were divided up into numerous "denominations" and "sects" and etc., and that got even more confusing.
Naoto personally didn't really believe in anything outside of what was ingrained into Japanese culture (more on that below), and he couldn't imagine killing someone over something that may or may have not been true in the first place.
He didn't know plenty, to be sure.
He just believed that spirits existed, and those who did their best to lead good lives had a lot less to fear in the end.
But he knew that evil existed, and if you went looking for it, you'd find it, and it would fuck you up.
…
Back to Nekoba, Naoto wasn't sure if there was a Lutheran church nearby. There were churches nearby—even a few in and around Hayama, but he'd never paid much attention to branch, denomination, etc., though he was pretty sure that there was a Catholic church across town.
Yokohama was "nearby" and may have had a number of Lutheran churches, but the commute would still be Hell…
Naoto hadn't asked specifically, and Nekoba hadn't said specifically.
She had said there was a small Lutheran community in the Miura Peninsula, and several established congregations took turns holding services at members' houses or rented spaces.
There simply wasn't an official church building, and gathering up everyone as they did had its difficulties, space-wise and logistically, but it had worked.
Maybe a physical Lutheran church had never been established because they could never find enough people in one denomination or whatever to do so, and not enough people agreed on one…
"…" He'd read that nondenominational churches were a thing too.
And he hoped that he remembered all that properly, not that it confronted him.
It was confusing, and right or wrong, names and titles of entities were used so interchangeably…
…
There was another thing he'd read, not that he hadn't known about it. "…!"
Circumcision sounded awful!
He was perfectly happy with lil' Naoto keeping his turtleneck, thank you very much~!
The practice was rare in Japan, and he didn't think he'd ever seen a "clipped one" in real life.
Porn didn't count…
Even then, not all Christians regularly practiced the unhooding of the member (though the Bible told them to), only adding to the complexity.
Then again, the Bible also inferred that PORK was forbidden, but Nekoba sure loved a nice bacon cheeseburger…
"…" Naoto must've come across the reasoning behind that at some point.
…
Yet another thing he'd asked her about was her view of omamori and whether or not it constituted an "idol".
She'd said "no", that a charm wasn't much different than a crucifix or a "rosary"—whatever the heck that was, being objects used in faith or prayer.
Saints had objects too, there were relics, and people carried and used tokens…
Naoto wouldn't have guessed.
What had been more interesting than that were the few discussions about religion he'd heard between Nekoba and Hana, the Sunomiya family being Shintoists.
The majority of Japanese were non-religious, but aspects of Shintoism and Buddhism were completely ingrained into the culture, even secularly.
The same could be said of Confucianism…
And most of these customs didn't interfere with Nekoba's beliefs.
Besides Easter, many secular Christian institutions were also integrated into Japanese culture, such as Christian-style weddings, Christmas, Valentine's Day, etc.
…
Finally, Naoto understood that there was some friction between Nekoba and her family over the relationships that she held… or would.
They didn't mind what FRIENDS she had, but she was to date a Christian and marry a Christian, when the time came…
While it did frustrate her at times, it was something that she was determined to honor.
(That was the reason that Nekoba would've never gone for Shuu, charming as she found him, if the reader remembers that.)
Naoto felt sorry for her, learning that, never doubting how hard it might be. "…"
Nevertheless, marriage between faiths—or between faith and the LACK of it—must've been a challenge…
There were about 2 million Christians in Japan, so they did exist, but as far as he knew, there were no Christian boys at Kazehaya High School, though he knew of a couple of Christian girls besides Nekoba there.
Heck, there was a Mormon family in Hayama, five of their kids just in middle school and high school and three younger ones too, still in elementary school.
"…!" Naoto couldn't imagine it, eight kids in a family.
Then there was the concept of some Mormons adopting the overarching name of Christianity, some never separating from it in the first place, while others wanted to be called "Christians" as much as a fat person wanted to be called a "cake-beast"…
…
"Man…" Naoto found religion to be complicated, and he was satisfied enough doing what he was doing.
And whatever way, he wouldn't have to fry any more brain cells thinking about it, because—
"Hey, y'all, it's sunscreen time~!" Sakura blared.
"UV protection!" Yoshi supplemented.
Rabi-chan suggested, "Let's everyone get together and do everyone's backs in a line!"
"Just like an old surf movie!" Yoshi trumpeted.
Naoto froze. "…!"
Oddly enough, grabbing his sunblock was the reason he'd gone to his bag in the first place.
There'd been so many worries and regrets pervading, the memory of the "sunscreen application triad", dancing upon his back, suffered the summer before, hadn't been on the radar…
He remembered now. "Uh-oh."
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