The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 112

Chapter 112: The battle for Ava’s brother’s attention
Under the parasol were two young and beautiful bodies.

Sam, of course, wasn’t positioned atop the girl, a posture Angel likely wouldn’t allow.

So, sitting beside her, Sam’s palms evenly spread sunscreen, leaving traces on Angel’s splendid body…

Without the restraint of that strap, Angel’s back was even more perfectly presented before Sam. Even though it was just her back, combining it with what he had seen before allowed Sam to almost fully imagine the rest.

Indeed, the delicate touch of Angel’s back led Sam into a whirlwind of thoughts, at least mentally, as if he could at any moment reach around to her chest for a more direct, intimate touch.

But Sam didn’t act on these thoughts, maintaining his composure, even needing to regulate his breathing at this moment.

Soon, the sunscreen application on her back was complete, marking the end of Sam’s task.

“All done. That should be it,” Sam said, preparing to leave Angel’s side.

The weather was hot, and the open-air bath offered no relief from the heat. Being near this young woman was both a temptation and a torment for Sam, who was already sweating and longing for a breeze.

However—

With a “snap,” a palm reached out and grasped Sam’s wrist.

Looking down, Sam saw Angel, still prone, giving him a sly smile. “Are you sure you’re done? Just going to walk away?”

“Is there more?” Sam asked, as if it was obvious.

Angel slightly lifted her head, her smile taking on a dangerous edge.

This slight movement made it seem like Sam could glimpse the small gap between her swimsuit and her breasts, now that the strap was undone.

Sam immediately caught Angel’s implication. “You’re not suggesting the front, are you?”

“And why not? Isn’t that part of my body?”

“It is, but you can apply there yourself. Why do you need me?”

Sam felt Angel was deliberately provoking him.

In private, if it were just the two of them, without a doubt, he wouldn’t need any goading to apply sunscreen thoroughly.

From head to toe. Even the inside of her vagina.

But the current situation didn’t allow for such liberties.

With Ava and her classmates nearby in the water, how could Sam possibly engage in such outrageous behavior in front of them?

Angel looked at Sam with an even more provocative expression, her movements suggesting she was about to stand up.

“Completing a task means seeing it through from start to finish. How can it be considered done if it’s not fully completed? Or is it that you’re afraid to proceed in a different direction?”

Before Sam could respond, a volleyball, not very heavy, flew towards him. Almost reflexively, and without even realizing it himself, he turned and caught the volleyball with both hands.

Looking in the direction it came from, he saw Ava with a highly dissatisfied, almost angry look.

“What are you doing? If you’re not going to swim in the pool, you might as well go home and sleep!”

Clearly, his sister had noticed something and used this method to remind Sam and Angel not to get too intimate.

But quickly, Ava shifted her challenge. “And you! What are you lying there for? Dare you come down and compete with me in swimming?”

Sam tensed, knowing Angel’s prideful nature. She detested tolerating provocations the most.

Angel’s response to Ava’s repeated challenges had been relatively mild, likely out of consideration for Sam.

But this time…

Angel laughed softly. “Seems like coming to the countryside has led to being underestimated…”

Sam had no choice but to explain. “Ava means no harm; it’s just that coming to the bath and not swimming is somewhat…”

“No need for explanations, just tie the strap for me.”

“…Okay.” Sam dutifully tied the bow at Angel’s back again.

Then Angel stood up, calmly applied sunscreen to the front of her body, and with graceful steps, approached the water’s edge where Ava, was staring intently at her.

“So you want to race me in swimming?” Angel’s words, tinged with scorn, and her disdainful gaze from a higher stance, her hands hanging naturally but her posture exuding a sense of threat, at least Ava felt the pressure she was imposing.

With her eyes lowered and the sun casting a shadow behind her, it seemed as though a storm was about to brew…

Not far away, Miraluna, who was lying on a swimming ring, nudged Celestria beside her. “It’s starting, it’s starting…”

“What’s starting?” Celestria asked.

“Ugh! You still don’t get it? Huh… It’s the battle for Ava’s brother’s attention!”

“What kind of weird thing is that…”

“Just watch and you’ll see!”

Despite feeling pressured facing Angel, Ava had no intention of backing down or bowing her head.

Especially seeing Sam standing not too far away ignited an unnamed flame within her—a desire to fight!

“Are you brave enough?” Ava challenged.

Angel found Ava’s defiant expression amusing. No one had ever dared to show such a face in front of her…

It’s clear they’ve been living together since they were young, even their personalities seem somewhat alike.

Sam dares to refuse her repeatedly, resisting her. And Ava dares to provoke her… These siblings are cut from the same cloth in terms of their temperament.

However, Angel had no intention of tempering her temper just because the other party was Sam’s sister. The so-called social niceties or leniency were non-existent for her.

“There’s nothing I’m afraid of. How do you propose we settle this?”

Ava asked, looking at the rippling water.

Angel was very confident about swimming. “Since we’re at the bath, let’s swim. Do you know how to swim? If you don’t, just say so. There’s no need to pretend.”

Sam was aware of Ava’s athletic talent. With her tall stature and model-like figure, Ava also excelled in sports, often participating in school sports meets, and she had been swimming since she was young.

But Angel… People tend to think that as an heiress, being dignified and graceful is enough, without the need for many skills.

However, Sam vividly remembered that in the game’s storyline, Angel had hobbies like playing tennis and swimming.

Although not elaborated in detail, considering she’s the female lead of the game, her abilities in these areas are undoubtedly strong…

Indeed, Angel’s smile widened slightly, her face showing an understanding expression as if she had already anticipated Ava’s move.

She looked at Ava with a smile, even a hint of sympathy in her eyes.

“It seems you’re quite confident about swimming… but you might not know, I started learning to swim at the age of five, and at one point, I even had an Olympic women’s swimming champion as my personal coach…

My reluctance to get in the water isn’t because I can’t swim, but because I’ve lost much of my interest in it. Are you sure you want to challenge me?”

Ava couldn’t tell if Angel was telling the truth or bluffing. Looking at her opponent, who didn’t have very defined muscle lines or her height advantage…

Although as an heiress, Angel could indeed afford an Olympic champion as a swimming coach, it was more likely she was trying to intimidate her.

And… was she really at a disadvantage?

“Having a champion as a coach is one thing, it’s almost as if you’re implying you won the Olympics yourself. Are we competing or not?” Ava said, her courage getting the best of her, throwing caution to the wind.

Angel nodded with a smile. “Very well. Then…” She raised her hand, pointing to the other side of the spacious bath.

“We’ll start at the shore, swim to the opposite side, and then back. Whoever gets back to the shore first wins. How does that sound?”

Ava nodded, stepping out of the water. The droplets cascaded down her body, sliding off her thighs.

Ava stood in front of Angel, and although she was taller, Angel’s gaze and presence made her feel no advantage at all. “No problem, I won’t give you any advantage… Brother, you do the countdown.”

Sam looked helplessly at the two suddenly eager to compete. “We came out to have fun, and now a competition? Aren’t you two a bit too free?”

Angel glanced at Sam, “Your sister issued the challenge.”

Sam tried to mediate, “She’s just a kid. Why do you need to take her so seriously?”

“Who’s a kid? I’m not that young anymore!” To prove her point, Ava even puffed out her chest, showing off her developing breasts.

The next moment, catching the looks from both, she blushed and shrank back.

“Hmph, I’m only a little younger than Angel, but I’ll keep growing!” Ava thought to herself.

Angel turned to Sam. “Don’t underestimate any girl’s mental age. I know exactly why she wants to compete with me. The one who doesn’t understand is you. Enough talk, let’s get started.”

“Are you her brother or am I? How come it turns out I’m the one who doesn’t understand?” Sam retorted, looking at Angel, who was already in position and not paying him any heed.

With no other choice, Sam had to serve as the starter.

The two girls were already at the edge, ready to dive into the water, their postures impressively standard… of course, Sam tried not to focus on the slight lift of their hips or the curved waistlines.

What a sight… this was the perfect setup… wait, why was he drifting into these thoughts again

Sam coughed. “Ready…”

The sunlight filtered through the air, casting a shimmering glow on the water. Both girls seemed to enter a focused state, eyeing the gently rippling water, with Miraluna and Celestria already clearing the path.

The breeze gently tousled their hair.

“Three…”

They bent their knees.

“Two…”

They held their breath.

“Hey, do you want to drink some water or something? I’m a bit thirsty.”

This comment abruptly relaxed the tension in both competitors. Ava almost didn’t catch her breath, shooting Sam an irritated look. “What are you doing, brother?! Weren’t you counting down?!”

Sam smiled, “Just thought you two looked too tense, too serious. Lightening the mood a bit…”

Angel seemed to lose her patience as well, frowning at Sam. “Stop dawdling, can we get on with it?”

Sam pondered, “Hey, how about we make a bet? What’s a competition without stakes?”

Ava frowned, “What kind of bet?”

Pretending to be thoughtful, Sam then pointed at himself, “How about this: the winner gets a kiss from me…”

Before he could finish, Angel walked up to Sam. She looked up at him, and Sam blinked innocently.

“Thump.”

She kicked Sam directly into the water.

In the deep end, Sam surfaced, looking up.

“Countdown! Three!”

“Two!”

“One! Jump!!”