The colorful flesh of the fruits made this fruit platter reach an artistic level of visual delight.

Maggie pulled out a chair and sat down, spearing a piece of pitaya and bringing it to her mouth, saying, "Aozawa, what do you think about power?"

"I don't have much of an opinion; I don't like being in high places."

Aozawa shrugged, noticing the shadow crossing Maggie's brow with some surprise, "Why are you suddenly asking this?"

Maggie fell silent, not answering for the moment.

Aozawa started chatting with Arakawa Reina beside him.

In Maggie's eyes, he was just sitting there quietly waiting for her to answer, which was a very heartwarming gesture.

"I'm thinking about the relationship with my mother."

Maggie sighed deeply, deciding to confide in him about the troubles she had been facing with her mother recently.

"When I first became a Treasure User, I thought I could help my mother more, and that would make her happy.

But the reality was different from what I imagined. I became too capable, making my mother feel apprehensive, and she began showing more false affection than before."

Maggie let out a soft sigh, saying, "I don't want that.

Compared to my mother's current fake concern, I would rather have the former simple yet sincere care and guidance."

"Sorry, on issues like this, it's hard for me to say anything."

Aozawa didn't offer a rational suggestion since family matters were always hard to clarify.

After all, humans are not rational beings but emotional ones, easily swayed by feelings to make wrong judgments.

A rational and correct conclusion doesn't mean it can make a person accept it.

It might even make the other person say you're cold.

Aozawa grasped Maggie's hand, solemnly saying, "But whatever decision you make, I will support it."

The firm grip gave Maggie an unprecedented sense of security. Her face flushed slightly, and she softly said, "That sounds like you want to spend a lifetime with me."

"We can spend a lifetime together."

Aozawa held the hand even tighter.

The saying "skin like creamy jade" was not an exaggeration for Maggie.

This hand was so perfect that even slapping someone with it would be a reward.

Maggie's face turned beet red, and her golden hair seemed to stand on end. She hastily withdrew her hand, saying, "Who, who, who said they wanted to spend a lifetime with you? I, I haven't decided yet."

After spitting out those words, Maggie's heart continued pounding like a drum and didn't calm down. She quickly speared a piece of watermelon in front of her.

She took a quick bite, looking eastward, saying, "So many seagulls flying in the sky, they're beautiful."

"Yeah, really beautiful."

Aozawa nodded in agreement, his eyes fixed on Maggie's cheeks, which were as red as a gem and as soft as a mochi.

Being watched like this made even Maggie's earlobes turn red.

Angry at her own lack of composure, she clenched her hands tightly, maintaining a stern face, "You didn't even look."

"Injustice! The most beautiful scenery in Kasai Rinkai Park is right before my eyes; how can you say I wasn't looking at the scenery?"

Aozawa replied righteously.

Maggie glared at him, but her heart felt like it was filled with honey, sweet enough to make her head spin.

No, she couldn't continue sitting here.

If they kept talking, she'd lose her composure.

Maggie quickly stood up, changing the subject, "Since we're by the sea, why not go swimming?"

"Sure."

Aozawa answered with a smile and continued using Will-o'-the-wisp, saying to Arakawa Reina, "Class rep, the boat is already here, and we have nothing to do anyway.

How about going swimming? I've already prepared swimsuits."

A gray-white filter instantly covered the world.

Aozawa activated time stop to freeze the scene and quickly used Schrodinger's Cat to travel back and forth between here and the swimwear shop.

He stuffed a set of swimwear into the box on the boat.

He had previously placed a box at the boat's head as a precaution, which indeed came in handy.

There's no such thing as a divine strategy in the world; it's just about being prepared for anything.

If it comes in handy, you can boast about your divine strategy; if it doesn't, you've wasted your energy.

The gray-white filter vanished from the world, and Aozawa took out a black bikini, "Class rep, for you."

Arakawa Reina's face instantly turned red. She glanced around and said softly, "It's not good to change here, right?"

"Don't worry, they can't see. I'll shield you and promise to turn my back and not look."

Aozawa said with a righteous and dignified face.

Having talked this far, Arakawa Reina couldn't refuse; she glanced around, there were no extra boats on the sea.

Only two people were on this boat.

Everyone else was onshore, with the direction on the shore blocked by Aozawa, indeed no problem, she just needed to squat down to change.

"Um."

Arakawa Reina let out a soft hum, indicating her agreement.

Aozawa couldn't help but anticipate the sight of the two of them standing side by side in swimwear.

...

The sea breeze was cool.

The sunlight fell on people without bringing too much heat.

It was Arakawa Reina's first time changing clothes in such a spacious place.

I have to say, Mr. Aozawa really knows how to play!

Arakawa Reina earnestly gave a compliment, this kind of heart-stirring moment with him just behind her.

She knew he wouldn't turn around, yet couldn't help but fantasize.

What if he turned around, what if he saw her, what would she do?

Exposing everything in front of Aozawa, especially when she was also facing away from him, if she truly were to bend over and undress, it would be like opening up the sect's private grounds to outsiders as a tourist attraction.

Thinking of such behavior, Arakawa Reina couldn't help but feel a flutter.

She quietly turned back, seeing Aozawa indeed facing away from her, breathed a silent sigh of relief in her heart.

Arakawa Reina no longer indulged herself in her imagination, quickly changed into the bikini Aozawa bought.

With a bikini like this, the fabric was of normal standard, with an aesthetic of using leaves to cover caterpillars both above and below.

Arakawa Reina blushed and put on the swimsuit; she found the bottom part fitting well, with coverage that wouldn't miss the tiniest hair.

The top seemed a bit strained.

Perhaps Aozawa had misjudged her size, buying a smaller one.

Arakawa Reina exerted effort to fasten the straps of the swimsuit.

Was this intentional or unintentional?

She thought it over, judging it more likely to be unintentional.

Arakawa Reina folded her clothes neatly to avoid exposing the inner garments, softly saying: "Mr. Aozawa, I'm done changing."

Upon hearing, Aozawa turned around, his eyes lighting up.

Though the style of the bikini didn't fit as expected, surpassing his expectations.

He had already chosen a larger size, yet missed.

Fortunately, Arakawa Reina was still able to wear it; it even provided a greater impact than a perfectly fitting style would.

The visible marks from tightness made Arakawa Reina appear somewhat chubby.

But this kind of chubbiness wasn't unattractive. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Like top-grade pork belly cooked by a five-star hotel, giving a feeling of being oily yet not greasy, mouthwatering.

And beside the pork belly, there was a national treasure-level dish, steamed bass.

A lady's skin truly like the belly meat of bass when split open by chopsticks, so white one would want to dip it in fish soup before putting it in the mouth.

She wore a purple-black swimsuit, with two butterfly designs flitting about.

As she moved, the two butterflies seemed to come alive, fluttering up and down.

Phoenix Academy Maggie walked to the front of the deck and stopped, standing right next to Arakawa Reina, and chuckled: "How is it?"

Aozawa was struck dumb.

Arakawa Reina's face was red too, her hands unconsciously shielding her chest, though she wasn't opposed to this ill-fitting swimsuit.

She simply thought that such actions would increase the visual impact for Aozawa.

Men, after all, always enjoy that feeling of wanting but hesitating.

"Mr. Aozawa, how is it?"

Arakawa Reina's cheeks flushed, her eyes seemed too shy to look at anyone, directly lowered to gaze at the tight marks on the side.

"Good, good, very beautiful."

Aozawa raised a thumbs up and then said: "Could you turn around too, I need to change my swim trunks."

"Um."

Arakawa Reina turned around, whether intentionally or unintentionally, she chose to squat, tightening the curves of her waist, creating a perception of swimsuit shrinkage.

Aozawa took a sharp breath, resolutely turned away; he couldn't possibly cultivate the fields while chatting with Phoenix Academy Maggie.

Better to quickly head into the sea, using the cold water to cool off.