Half a minute later, Fujiwara suke placed the camera lens on his right hand vertically to a suitable horizontal position, and his index finger was appropriately dimmed on the shooting button at the upper right end of the camera, and his body slowly turned to the right side of the swimming pool, aiming at the group of girls there.

Although he didn't say that he should take a whole picture, he was so far away that it was obviously impossible to take a high-definition photo of a single girl, so he could only maximize the benefits before he was discovered, and if he could get close enough or have a good angle before he was discovered, he would advance the mission.

"Click!"

With a small sound of camera coming from the camera in his hand, the picture in Fujiwarasuke's field of vision was also frozen forever in it.

The next moment, a female voice suddenly came from his side.

"What are you doing, this classmate?"

The girl's voice shook Fujiwara's heart, and then he reacted immediately, holding the camera in his right hand back into his palm.

Then slowly turn your body in the direction where the sound came from.

Standing in front of him was a girl in a bathing suit.

The girl had a beautiful white face, and the dark blue suspenders on her body were wet with 'dead water', and there were droplets of water dripping from it or sliding along her curvaceous white legs onto the blue and white striped tiles on the ground, obviously just coming out of the pool.

But Fujiwara Suke did a scan before and after coming in, a total of two times, and did not find the girl.

Then there was only one possibility, she was just holding her breath in the water or diving for a swim.

But these are not the point, the point is that the unfortunate one was seen by her.

"I'm sorry, I thought it was the time for the men's swim club."

After stabilizing his heart, Fujiwara suke threw out an explanation to the girl that he had prepared a long time ago.

After saying that, Fujiwara looked at the girl, and the girl also looked at Fujiwarasuke, followed by a silence.

"You were taking pictures just now, right?"

The girl suddenly spoke, with an indifferent expression on her face.

"Uh."

The discovered Fujiwarasuke's heart shook again.

Do you run away immediately or force an explanation?

It's hard to choose.

If you force the explanation to be successful, there is still a chance of survival.,If you run away and be touched again, it's three years of social death.,But it's also possible not to be touched.。

After a moment, he decided to explain.

Because the girl is on his left side, his gaze is also shot from the left, and the shot he just took with the camera was his right hand, and he still used a hidden shooting technique that was not raised.

So he pretended to be calm and looked directly at the girl: "No, how can I take pictures, you are wrong." ”

But the girl, as if she hadn't heard, ignored his excuses, and walked straight to him.

By the time he realized he was going to retreat, the girl had already come to him.

Fujiwara Suke also thought that the girl was going to do something to him, so he repeated again: "I really didn't take pictures. ”

But the girl didn't reply this time, but leaned towards Fujiwarasuke, and then stretched her slightly shorter head over Fujiwarasuke's shoulders.

Fujiwara was a little overwhelmed, but he still turned his gaze to look in the direction of the girl beside him.

You can see her curvy white neck and exposed fan-shaped smooth back, and smell the fragrance coming from her.

I don't know what the girl wants to do, but as long as you don't find the small camera in the palm of your right hand, you'll be fine.

With this in mind, Fujiwara did not move.

In this way, the two maintained this state for the time being.

After a while, the girl exhaled a warm breath in Fujiwara's ear: "It's the smell of lying." ”

Can lying be smelled?

Fujiwara hasn't heard of it yet.

But none of this matters, as long as the girl doesn't find any evidence.

But, the next moment, the girl who was standing close to him in front of him suddenly reached out and grabbed his right hand, which was at his side.

"Wait!"

Fujiwara tried to stop it, but it was too late, and the latter had already pulled out the camera he was holding in the palm of his hand.

"It's a group photo of all the members!"

Because it hadn't been manipulated yet, the girl saw the picture on the screen of the camera the size of a dark red card at a glance.

"But the range is a little too small, and it would be nice if it could take up more space on the screen."

The girl added.

The girl's words gave Fujiwara suke the feeling that the policeman who had successfully caught the criminal was evaluating the level of crime of the criminal, and it was also a playful belittlement, which made him feel deeply guilty and a little embarrassed at the same time.

"I think it's a bit rude to shoot it beautifully, I can delete it now."

Fujiwara reached out and grabbed the camera that the girl was holding in her right hand.

But as soon as the girl raised her hand, she dodged his grasp.

"You're a pervert, aren't you?"

The girl looked at the picture in the camera that she raised again, and then looked at his face, and after a little thought, she showed a "suddenly bright" expression.

"How is that possible?!"

Although Fujiwara did do the secret shooting, his pure heart still gave him the courage to decisively veto.

"If it's not a pervert, how can you take a camera and pretend to be here at the wrong time to take pictures of girls?"

The girl waved the camera in her hand again, and turned the side showing the photo at Fujiwarasuke.

"While you're right, I'm really not a pervert."

Fujiwara tried his best to clarify.

"Whether it's a pervert or not has to be observed by me to decide."

As she spoke, she held the thin white wrist of her right hand with her left hand, and pointed her right hand only with her index finger on her chin, and her eyes drifted to the left side in a thinking motion.

After a while, the girl seemed to have thought of some good idea, and the expression on her face suddenly became smart.

"So be my servant."

"That's right! If you agree to be my servant, I'll have enough time to see if you're a pervert or not, and I won't talk about it, okay? ”

After saying that, the girl looked at Fujiwara with the same eyes as toys.

Fujiwara turned his head to the side and looked at the pool behind the girl, where the water looked blue due to the blue tiles at the bottom of the water, and the members did not go into the water for training, and the water surface seemed calm, except for the slight shaking of the colored floats that divided the track.

"Those floats are like life, the ups and downs are not a big deal, as long as they are not submerged all the time."

He remembered what his father, who was a worker in Saitama as a child, said when he took him to fish.

"If you're talking."

In order to avoid being interrupted by huge waves, it is okay to sink to the bottom of the sea temporarily.

"Okay, let's record it."

The girl didn't know where to take out a mobile phone and pointed the camera at Fujiwarasuke.

"Say you're a pervert."

Listening to his words, Fujiwara Suke looked at the girl in some surprise, and the latter immediately showed a look of "I'll shout now if I don't say it" when he saw him like this.

Although extremely reluctant, thinking of the consequences, Fujiwara suke bit his lip and spoke: "I am a pervert. ”

"Okay, I got it."

As if it was a hunter who saw her prey fall into a trap, the girl "snapped" and closed the phone, with a smile on her face.

Then, the girl handed the camera back to him.

"Tomorrow at noon, the rooftop of the No. 1 Teaching Department, see you or leave, my good servant."

The girl's voice faded away.