(Walson)
Right now, I’m on a golden sandy beach, soft sand underfoot, the dazzling sun reflecting on the azure water, and a gentle breeze that brings a sense of relaxation swept over .
What a delightful scenery! This kind of view is similar to the beach that I saw in my previous life, the only difference with this beach being smaller than the one in my world.
Well, it's a pity that this isn't a real sea. We are still in the middle of the desert, in the oasis where the Josephton Village is located. The so-called water surface is actually a small lake within this oasis, roughly the size of two soccer fields.
Nevertheless, it's sufficient for simulating a beach because even with all the villagers included, we are still less than sixty people, and we have more than enough space to enjoy the water.
After my recovery, the villagers, led by the old village chief, organized a grand welco party for us. And, of course, the location for this celebration was by the lake.
The lake's edge was adorned with various colorful woven decorations, and the primary plant used for decoration resembled sothing with a fiery red appearance, quite similar to coconuts. The villagers also wore celebratory woven attire, and their joyful dance gave the entire oasis a unique island vibe.
On the sandy beach, there was a large circle drawn with branches, and the villagers cheered and applauded as they enthusiastically watched... that large circle was for a sumo-style ring.
Yes, don't doubt it; it's a sumo ring, and in the middle of that large circle, two strong won locked in an embrace are...
"Derisha! Long ti no see! You've gotten stronger!" A tall, dark-skinned girl, dressed in nothing but a leather bra, greeted her opponent with a smile. She seized an opportunity and, with unbelievable strength, grabbed her opponent and threw her.
"Hehehe! Taya! Don't think our growth during this ti is just that!" Derisha laughed heartily, miraculously finding a grip on Taya's hand even in a nearly impossible balancing position. She spun in the air, throwing Taya like a bomb outside the sumo ring, causing a cloud of sand to erupt. The villagers fell silent instantly.
"It's not fair to have Creator-sama as your boyfriend, Derisha! I protest!" A few seconds later, Taya jumped out of the dust and scolded Derisha with an accent, and the villagers continued to cheer.
Ah, how pleasant it is: sunlight, the beach, watching beautiful won engage in violent sumo wrestling... Wait a minute! Shouldn't they be having a beach volleyball fight instead? What's with the sumo wrestling?! This beach ga is way too violent! And they even call it a traditional activity... which ans it's normal for them... I suddenly feel like the behavior of the eccentric princess who's out of line is perfectly normal in this environnt.
Not just Derisha, but also her compatriot from her hotown, Taya – the muscular, spicy girl who had looked at with fanatic admiration a few chapters ago – seed used to this kind of situation. Could it be that this is how the so-called warrior people are!?
Derisha, victorious, proudly raised her chest. If I hadn't seen her mind-boggling sumo moves just now, I would undoubtedly have been excited by her seductive black bikini-clad figure... Oops, I unintentionally rembered why I spent three days ‘wrestling’ in bed; my heart shuddered a bit.
"Who's my next opponent?" Derisha shouted, looking around. The villagers were excited, but no one stepped forward. Derisha pouted, seemingly a bit disappointed.
"How about Sister Barella?" Derisha looked towards Barella, who was standing on the side.
"No!" Barella imdiately exploded with indignation. Her light blue spherical mountains wiggled and jiggled... and soon, it stopped.
Damn it Walson, Don't look unless necessary.
I couldn't help it; the swimsuits were just too alluring. For this beach ga, I specially made a set of high-defense bikinis for all the team mbers. It was indeed a feast for the eyes.
"What about Grace? Co wrestle with ." Derisha looked in another direction.
By the way, Grace's bikini is purple. Although she doesn't have the ample size of others, her petite and well-proportioned figure is also quite charming. Paired with her flawless, rosy complexion and waist-length black hair, she's just too beautiful, almost like a goddess!
She was currently in the shallow part of the lake, enjoying the cool water. You might wonder why Grace can touch the water?
Honestly, I was quite surprised too. Grace said that she can write boundary texts on the lakeside, and within the boundary, she won't get hurt from touching the water. Writing these texts takes ti, and the larger the area, the more magical power it consus. It might not be suitable for combat, but it's enough for bathing.
Well, that's Grace for you.
"...No, you go find lon," Grace coldly responded as usual, without waiting for Derisha to continue speaking.
Before Derisha could say anything more, lon had already entered the sumo ring, crouching down, her hands forming claw-like hooks, her customary grappling stance.
"Please take good care of , Miss Derisha," lon spoke, her tail gently swaying.
"Oh, I've been wanting to experience your close combat skills again!"
By the way, lon is wearing a yellow bikini. As she has grown, her skin gradually changed to a light purple color, but this change hasn't had any negative effects. On the contrary, it adds a mysterious beauty. Wearing a bikini makes her hourglass figure and shapely buttocks even more striking, oh my!
Suddenly, I rembered that I haven't let lon "serve" for a while at night. Maybe I could take advantage of this opportunity... Wait, hold on.
The showdown between the yellow and black bikinis is about to start, and the world war is about to begin. I need to escape quickly... but-but I really want to see that swaying sight!
"Walson!!" Just when my drool was about to drop, a sowhat annoying voice ca from beside .
I chose to ignore it, watching the earth-shattering battle in the sumo ring, with several villagers being blown away.
"Walson!!"
Once again, I try my best to ignore the voice while focusing my eyes on the girls, I must admit, the way those globes are swaying leave next to nothing to my imagination.
Boom!
A cloud of dust erupted right in front of ... Damn it! I can't see anything!
"Stop perving on them!!" A feminine roar suddenly reached my ear.
"Stop with the slander!" I shouted back toward the girl.
Damn it all! This silver haired woman is so annoying!
Damn, right now, I'm high up in a tree now, the reason why I’m in a tree instead of being with the girls is because I've co up here to avoid being pestered by this [Vassal of Light], Felia Bell.
Why won't this girl just leave alone?
The silver haired girl wore a clothing with a combination similar to equestrian attire with a white shirt, leather pants, and long boots. And those seriously stern eyes of hers are looking at .
"For the sake of those who are suffering, we can’t just stand idly by and do nothing! With great power cos great responsibility! So co train with !” While expressing her ideals to , Felia stretched her hands toward .
"Damn it woman! When I say no! I an it!"
I don’t want to have a miserable end like Peter damn it!
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