I Reincarnated as the Villain in a Rom-Com but I’m Enjoying Youth with My Favorite Heroine - I Reincarnated as the Villain in a Rom-Com but I’m Enjoying Youth with My Favorite Heroine chapter 53

53. The Sea and the Villain③

A vivid blue sky and pure white clouds, reflected in the azure sea.

The sound of waves gently crashing on the sparkling white sandy beach was a soothing melody to the ears.

A gentle sea breeze caressed their skin, cooling their heated bodies.

As they stepped onto the sandy beach, a delightful sensation greeted their feet, fresh and oddly amusing.

Amidst a scene that seemed to encapsulate summer, the gazes of many men present were directed solely at a single girl standing on the shore at this very moment.

Her well-defined features adorned with a gentle expression, skin as translucent and fine as porcelain, a slender waist accentuated by long, graceful legs.

And her lustrous, long black hair danced lightly in the sea breeze, resembling an angel, radiating an allure that captivated the hearts of onlookers.

While she exuded an air of elegance, the generous curves of her chest swayed enticingly with each step, drawing the attention of those around her, causing a stir.

The girl was so beautiful that sighs could be heard from the crowd, and everyone who passed by turned back at least once to imprint her image in their minds.

—To be honest, Mashiro, clad in a pure white swimsuit that was both demure and charming, was far too cute and irresistibly captivating.

After the two of them left the beach house, I was waiting for Mai to return after borrowing a beach umbrella and leisure sheet, but there was no shortage of people trying to get close to Mashiro.

With her face that could only be described as the most beautiful in the world, combined with an overwhelming figure that made heads turn, it was only natural for those around to be enchanted by her goddess-like presence that had suddenly appeared on the white sandy beach.

Even now, several men were attempting to approach her. Utilizing the pickup skills they must have honed over time, they tried to charm her—but—

“—Ngh!?”

What I heard from the men who approached Mashiro were not sweet lines to win her over, but mere screams.

Why was that? The answer was simple.

It was because I was glaring at the men approaching her.

As expected of the strongest villain in “Fusekoi,” that’s me.

Even with just a slight glare, I seemed to exude an intense aura of intimidation, causing the background mob characters to turn pale.

The men who attempted to flirt all shrank back in unison, and anyone who dared to approach Mashiro retreated in fear, quickly backing down.

It was the same when I went shopping with Mashiro. Even though I had dyed my hair black again, my presence as a villain still seemed to hold strong.

If I were just another mob character like them, I surely wouldn’t have been able to chase away the men flocking around Mashiro. While I felt a complex mix of emotions wanting to shed my villain role and aim to be the protagonist, I continued to intimidate the approaching men.

As I pondered this, I noticed Mashiro peering into my face.

“Ryusuke, you have quite the serious expression. Your brow is all furrowed.”

“Ah, sorry. I was glaring because those guys have been looking at you.”

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“Eh? Th-thank you…?”

“You’re welcome. And here, put this on.”

—

I draped the beach towel I had over Mashiro’s pure white body.

With a beach towel larger than a bath towel, I could completely wrap her small, delicate frame. It was just right to cover her ample chest and the smooth curves of her waist, which were drawing the attention of those around us.

By suppressing the exposure of Mashiro’s irresistibly attractive skin, I could likely reduce the number of people who might approach her carelessly. More than anything, I didn’t want other men to see Mashiro in her swimsuit; that was my true feeling.

As I thought this, I lightly tapped Mashiro’s head, which looked a bit confused, and she blushed slightly, gazing up at me with her big eyes.

“Could it be, Ryusuke, that you don’t want to show me to other men?”

“…If I say it’s okay to show you, it would be a lie.”

“Hehe… I see. I’m happy that you don’t want to show my swimsuit to other people, Ryusuke.”

Mashiro murmured as if savoring her happiness, grasping the ends of the beach towel with both hands and wrapping it around her body.

As her attractive chest and waist disappeared from view, I could hear disappointed murmurs from those around us, but ignoring that, Mashiro floated a soft smile and gently whispered to me.

“Thank you, Ryusuke. I want only you to see me… so, I’ll make sure to hide properly. I want you to have me all to yourself.”

“Y-you idiot. It’s because those around us are trying to hit on Mashiro. It’s just a precaution, not because I want to monopolize you or anything.”

Though I genuinely wanted to keep Mashiro all to myself, I felt too embarrassed to say it out loud.

So, I conveyed the other reason for draping the towel over her, but Mashiro smiled mischievously as if she had already seen through my feelings, speaking to me in a gentle tone.

“Hehe, Ryusuke, your face is all red; it’s cute. Well then, I’ll let it be like that this time.”

“…Do what you want.”

As I averted my gaze while answering, Mashiro started to giggle happily.

At this rate, I felt like I might melt away under the summer sun like an ice cream cone.

It seemed Mashiro wanted to make me even more flustered, as she leaned closer and gently intertwined her fingers with mine.

“If I’m with you like this, Ryusuke, people might think we’re a couple, and the guys trying to hit on me won’t come, right?”

“W-well, that might be true, but this is embarrassing at the beach…”

“We hold hands a lot on our way home from school, so you’re used to it, right? Plus, you said you’d make sure I have lots of fun today.”

“That’s true, but… Ugh, fine. A man’s word is his bond. I won’t let go of you like this.”

I tightly grasped Mashiro’s small hand in return.

Mashiro showed a bright smile like a blooming flower and hugged my arm as tightly as she could with her small body.