Chapter Eighty-Seven: Let's Play the Punishment Game Together

Early summer has passed, and the first rays of midsummer sun pierce the thick white clouds and sprinkle on the ground.

The weather is slightly cool.

Nohara Shrine began its first group outing.

Neither man nor tiger can be left behind, otherwise the yacht was bought for nothing.

With one hand, he lifted the yacht from the bottom to the air, aiming in the direction of Kagoshima, "Let's go!" ”

With a drop of his hand, the Great White Shark rushed out like a rocket, and a sound exploded in the air.

Bang.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

The Ghost Dragon Temple Miyo probed out of the boat, and the scenery on the ground was blurry, so fast that people didn't have time to take a second look.

At such a fast speed, the oncoming wind didn't even blow her single ponytail, only lifted some of her untied sideburns.

"Kaminagi! Komori! Aoi-chan! Come and have a look! ”

When she is happy, she always forgets that someone is blind.

Aoi Komori was not offended, on the contrary, she liked her attitude of treating herself as an ordinary person, "Jun, is the scenery beautiful?" ”

"Well, the sky is very blue, the yacht is flying in the sky, it seems that you can reach out and touch the clouds, and the ground scenery flashes by, and it looks blurry to the naked eye."

Komori Chun explained in a warm voice, and the ghost turned into a small fire man lying on top of the head of the beautiful man of the Ghost Dragon Temple, and transmitted the scenery below to her.

After a while, the endless sea appeared in their sight.

"Wow." The beautiful hand of the ghost dragon temple grabbed the guardrail of the yacht and let out a scream.

Because the yacht is falling towards the surface of the sea at a high speed.

Caesar slipped to Kaminagi's feet, wishing that the whole tiger had curled up into a pair of socks and stuck to her lap.

Kaminagi Rin bent down and rubbed his hand fiercely against the hopeless coward.

The impact imagined by the Ghost Dragon Temple did not come, and the Great White Shark landed steadily on the surface of the sea, without any waves.

Shiraishi came to the bow of the boat and said with a smile: "Isn't it exciting?" ”

"I was scared to death, I thought the yacht was going to crash."

The beauty of the Ghost Dragon Temple patted her tight chest, she didn't wear a witch costume today, and it was difficult to travel outside, so she naturally changed into civilian clothes.

The upper body is white with short sleeves, and the teddy bear that should be cute is torn to the sides by some force, which looks a little hideous.

The pants underneath are attached to the tights under the short sleeves.

The white dress brought out the glow of her sun-kissed skin, like sliced toast bread, and it was an appetite to see and want to take a random bite and taste what it tasted like.

"You continue to cultivate first, from Kagoshima to Okinawa, at the speed of the Great White Shark, it will probably be there in the early morning."

Shiraishi accelerated here, did not continue to accelerate, and was thrown into Okinawa in one go, so what did he buy a yacht for?

It's better to sit side by side and fly over a tree.

In the next time, he will slowly travel to Okinawa and enjoy the scenery of the sea.

"Hey." Miya of the Oni Ryuin replied excitedly, pulling her hand and pulling her hand, she directly took off her white short sleeves, revealing the tights inside, making her look no different from wearing a one-piece swimsuit.

Baishi raised his hand and said, "Gold." ”

The spiral current of the trainer is wrapped around the arm.

Miya of the Oniryuin Temple began to practice at the bow of the ship how to control the current of the Celestial Stream Thunder Killing Method.

Komori Jun meditation needs a quiet environment, and when he chooses to go to the cabin, Komori Aoi naturally follows his sister down.

The god Nagi Rin is arranged at the stern of the boat, where there is a spacious hydraulic lifting platform that can be used to hold a small motorboat or allow people to lie on it and sunbathe.

Shiraishi put the bronze tripod here and asked her to practice kamikaze.

After arranging their practice, Shiraishi returned to the saloon and took off his shirt and pants, wearing floral beach pants inside.

He's not a professional, so there's no need to wear professional swim trunks, just use these beach pants.

The swim trunks are too tight and always hard to wear.

He left the saloon and went outside, where Caesar lay leisurely in the shadows of the aisle.

"Caesar, come here." He greeted.

When it heard this, it thought something good was going on, and rushed over.

He kicked Caesar into the sea.

"Roar." Caesar was so anxious that he soared straight into the high pitch, and his paws tried to pull the guardrail, but he still didn't catch it, and fell into the sea.

Shiraishi then jumped high.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Caesar swam to him, and the output was out.

Shiraishi didn't understand, but he only knew that when translated into human words, it was not a nice word, "You don't have to be angry, tigers don't all like water, let's compete and see who can swim fast." ”

"Roar." Caesar roared again, swam forward, and stayed in the sea, which really made it feel very comfortable, and even snorkeled, diving headlong, swimming in the sea for a while, and then resurfaced.

Occasionally chasing the white stone bite, it's not the kind of real bite, but a fake bite of a playful nature.

After playing for about the same time, Shiraishi put one hand around Caesar's head.

At this time, the shadow of the Great White Shark is not visible on the surface of the sea, and even Kagoshima becomes blurry.

"Let's go back." He slapped the surface of the sea with one hand, and the people rushed out, directly catching up with the Great White Shark, which had already gone away, ready to finish lunch and continue playing.

……

Until the evening, the orange-red sunset is dense in the sky, and the sunset burns the sea surface red, forming a strange scene of sea and sky.

Instead of dining in the saloon, a few people chose to be outside with a sunset view of the sea and enjoy a delicious dinner.

Caesar lay in the corner, silently biting on his food, without the strength of his past, looking tepid.

After being pulled and tossed by someone for a day, it even has a less powerful bite on its favorite grilled steak.

Shiraishi took a sip of a cold beer, and today's dinner was a barbecue, with roast pork, beef, lamb, spinach, eggplant, and so on.

Sprinkle cumin, string after string, not to mention how fragrant.

"Lord God, do you want to play a bomb game together at night?"

The beauty of the Ghost Dragon Temple is full of oil, and there is no tiredness on her face caused by cultivation, her creed is to cultivate hard, and when you play, you must also play hard.

"No problem." Shiraishi agreed, unlike Caesar, who had no interest, he tossed for a day, and he was still energetic.

Kaminagi Rin was a little puzzled, "Bomb game? ”

Jun Komori explains, "It's just a small game, and the loser needs to be punished. ”

"Oh, that sounds interesting."

God Nagi Rin is interested, and if he wins the god lord, he will be punished for learning frog jumping.

Thinking of that image, a hehey smile appeared on her face.

"By the way, how do you do that?"

She decided to ask in advance, so as not to have an embarrassing situation where she couldn't play.

Miya of the Oni Dragon Temple said enthusiastically: "I have already bought a bomb online to play this game.

The rule is that the first person asks the question and answers it first, and then gives it to the next person.

Then whoever explodes in the bomb will be punished, and this punishment is to change into the required costume.

The question can't be too difficult to ask! ”

The beauty of the Ghost Dragon Academy still knows her knowledge very well, and she is too difficult to answer.