The Side Character Turned Villainess Chapter 205
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Today we had a day off. Since William quickly finished attending to his business, we had a free day to visit the beach. In two days, we would have to return back to our uptight kingdom. This beach day would be our last day to have fun. Hypatia went with us while the King stayed back to finish writing up the documents.
She led us to a beach hut, "This is the changing room."
William frowned, "Why is there only one?"
She answered nonchalantly, "We get changed together."
William blushed turning red like a tomato, "That is unnecessary. We can take turns."
Hypatia smirked at his innocent reply, "In my Kingdom, the body is not sinful. It is a work of art. You should loosen up more Prince William. When will you have another chance like this?"
He shook his head quickly, "W-We will wait!"
Hypatia chuckled and led the girls inside. She knew better than to argue with the flustered William. Once inside, she pulled out swimsuits for each one of us, "Here. A gift from me to you."
Mary took it with a look of uncertainty, "Oh... I don't know... This seems a bit... Revealing..."
Revealing was an understatement. These clothes were straight up underwear. Hypatia also took out a transparent swimsuit cover, "I figured you all would be hesitant. Here. You can wear this over your swimsuit."
We took it in our hands. Although it was supposed to cover our skin, it didn't provide much cover. It was opaque and you could still see through it. Mary refused, but the Queen forcibly put her in it. Unlike Mary, Millie and I didn't put up a fight and quickly changed. We walked out where the men were waiting.
They looked at us speechlessly. Although my body wasn't much to look at, Mary's definitely was. Her body was so truly incredible, we all had to wipe our drool. She fidgeted from embarrassment as she attempted to hide herself which only excited us even more.
Millie also looked good in her swimsuit, but she wasn't as bodacious as Mary. Millie's body was like the intermediate between Mary and me. Despite her good looks in a swimsuit, no one dared to check her out. This was because she was someone who would cut off your hand if you tried to touch her inappropriately with it. Everyone else felt this murderous intent behind her smile so they dared not look upon her body lewdly.
I grabbed on to Hypatia, "Isn't Mary's body so spectacular?!"
Hypatia nodded quickly, "It truly is. How do you ever refrain from grabbing that bountiful treasure of a chest?"
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I forced out laughter feeling a tad guilty, "Oh... It takes a lot of effort..."
Whenever I see those melons I always have an urge to grab them. But I am strong enough to resist my temptations. Well... Most of the time.
Mary turned bright red and tried to cover her chest. William received another nosebleed and forced himself to look away. The Queen smiled, "Now it's the boys turn. Don't worry. I also bought you two a traditional swimsuit."
She pulled out two loincloths. Their faces immediately turned pale. William spoke quickly, "I'm not wearing that."
Actually, I have to agree with them on that. I may have a perverted mind, but that is too much. Men don't look very nice in speedos. You need to leave at least a little something to the imagination.
Hypatia looked away in disappointment, "Tch. How boring. Fine. But you have to at least go shirtless."
William blushed, "I-I am a Prince! I can't go shirtless!"
Hypatia smirked at him, "It is our custom here. Dare you offend our traditions?"
In the end, Hypatia won and William lost. William and Mary looked like a pair as they both blushed head to toe while trying to cover their chests. Dante did not mind being shirtless. In fact, most Knights usually took off their shirts to train. It wasn't a strange thing for him. He suddenly felt an animal's predatory eyes on him. He looked over to see me staring straight at his abs not even trying to wipe my drool.
"..."
Suddenly, Dante felt the urge to cover up his chest as well.
I silently thanked the gods and goddesses of this land for bestowing upon me such a wonderful sight.
Hypatia led the way, "Now follow me. I will show you the most beautiful beach we have here."
Hypatia led us to a private beach owned by the Royal family. There was a lounging area that was shaded by a thatched roof near the shore. It was complete with a bar and delicious smelling food. It truly was a paradise. Looking at this scene made my thunderous headache feel much better.
I paused. Wait. Why does this feel like deja vu?
I gasped, "Am I on spring break vacation?! Could it be that this is just a drunken dream and I am still in my other world getting drunk on a beach when I should be preparing for my midterms?!"
I reached over to William and pinched him. "OUCH! What was that for?"
"I had to make sure I wasn't dreaming."
"You are supposed to pinch yourself! Not me!"
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"I'm not going to pinch myself. Pinching hurts." I looked away and ran towards the bar, "SPRING BREAK! WOO!"
We spent the entire day on the beach. William and Mary were hiding in the shade from embarrassment. Millie was laying in the sun napping. Dante was standing off to the side watching as Hypatia and I drank at the beach's bar. It felt like an island paradise.
I looked over and noticed William and Mary hiding in the canopy shade. Hypatia followed my gaze and spoke aloud my thoughts, "They don't look like they are having much fun."
I tapped my chin, "They are just embarrassed. They need something to take the edge off." I turned to the bartender, "May I?"
He nodded and I stepped behind the bar. I looked at all the various cocktails and ingredients and started creating. With skillful hands, I mixed the drinks and poured them into a glass. Hypatia's eyes widened, "What are you doing?"
"I'm making cocktails." I poured her one, pushed it toward her, and gave another one to Dante.
She took a drink and her eyes lit up, "You can't even taste the alcohol! How amazing!"
I smiled a toothy grin, "Yup. But there's an insane amount of alcohol in there. So don't go crazy." Dante also took a drink and was surprised that it didn't taste bad at all. I grabbed two cups, "Now if you don't mind. I am going to gives these drinks to the two prudes hiding in the shade."
I walked over to the canopy shade and handed a drink to both William and Mary. They took it while looking at me suspiciously. William spoke, "What's this?"
I smiled at him innocently, "A drink to make you relax."
He frowned, "I don't want to drink alcohol."
"Oh, don't worry about that. It is just a drink with tropical ingredients. It tastes like delicious juice." William continued to look at me like he didn't believe me. I added, "Just try it and you will see."
They both reluctantly took a drink and their eyes lit up. Mary licked her lips, "It's so sweet! It really is juice."
I patted the two on their shoulders, "Just remember. Whatever happens on vacation, stays on vacation."
William raised an eyebrow, "What does that mean?"
"It means go crazy. Whatever happens here will remain a secret once we leave."
I left the two poor suckers to their "juice". It wasn't necessarily a lie. There really was juice in it... It just wasn't the only ingredient.
I went back to sit back down at the bar as Dante watched me coldly. I glanced at him, "What's that look for?"
"You're getting them drunk."
"No. I'm getting them tipsy."
After they chugged down their drinks, they loosened up nicely. Mary suddenly jumped up, "Prince William!"
"What?!"
"I challenge you to a race!"
"You're on!"
They started running, but Mary instantly face planted on the sand. William stopped and looked at her with rosy cheeks, "Mary. You're bad at running."
Mary lifted her head and smiled as sand fell out of her mouth, "I'm also bad at walking."
My face twitched as I watched them stumble around and act strange. I cleared my throat, "Ah... I forgot that they were light-weights."
The two immediately decided to have a sand castle building contest. We all watched the two as they sloppily made sand castles. Mary waved at me, "Seri! Come judge our sandcastles."
I stood up and walked over to them. I looked at the two castles. Mary's castle was surprisingly a masterpiece. It truly looked like a castle. She used pebbles and random things she found on the beach to make it more realistic.
I nodded, "Not bad."
I turned to William's and frowned. His sand castle wasn't really a sand castle, but rather... A mound of dirt.
He puffed out his chest with pride, "Isn't mine the best?"
"Uhhh..." I looked at their eager faces and forced myself to speak, "T-They are both so incredible... I can't choose."
Millie came over and began stomping on Mary's sand castle. Mary screamed, "NOOO! My sand castle!!!"
Millie laughed maliciously, "Your kingdom is dead!"
Mary sobbed, "William! Avenge me!"
William protected his castle, "No way! Every man for himself!"
Mary's face twitched in irritation and she jumped to destroy his castle. He held her back. She shouted, "Millie!"
Millie nodded, "Roger!" Millie came over and began to stomp on William's castle. He shrieked as Mary held him back.
Dante, Hypatia, and I watched the scene before us completely speechless. The three of them were acting like children. Hypatia sighed, "This is why I think that your kingdom is too strict. When you do get a chance to relax, you all act crazy."
I chuckled, "Oh. You haven't seen crazy yet."
She smiled at me suggestively, "I haven't?"
Somehow, I don't like that tone she used just now. Let's just think about other things.
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