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Why is it that swimsuits seem to shine so brightly when seen on a white, sandy beach?
They're no different from underwear; in fact, some of them cover even less area.
If it were some other woman in a swimsuit, a man might find his eyes following her.
But—what if she's someone you're involved with?
I don't have the kind of perversion that enjoys having others gawk at my lover.
"Thomas, you have disappointed me."
As I slowly drew my sword and approached Thomas, he fell on his rear and scrambled backward.
"Lord Liam, I beg your forgiveness!"
The reason Thomas had angered me was that he had failed to meet my expectations.
"This is unacceptable. To make Amagi wear a swimsuit like this is absolutely unforgivable. This—this swimsuit that looks like it's for a diver... are you mocking me?"
He'd brought a swimsuit that looked just like a diving wetsuit.
It was the kind of design that, if it came with goggles and a snorkel, would make you think she was about to go for a dive.
"Thomas, I told you, didn't I? That I was going to the beach with Amagi, and to prepare a swimsuit."
"Y-Yes, I certainly heard you!"
Thomas, sitting formally on his heels, was drenched in a cold sweat.
"Then what is this swimsuit?! Are you making a fool of me?!"
"B-But, Lord Liam—last time, you were angry because they covered too little, weren't you?"
The swimsuits Thomas had brought a while ago were all no good because they were too revealing.
They were normal swimsuits, but I could not permit Amagi to expose so much of her skin outdoors.
If any bastard laid eyes on Amagi's skin, I would cut him down on the spot.
"They were too small!"
"B-But even the previous ones were quite modest in terms of coverage..."
"Just bring me one that suits Amagi better!"
"Eeeeh?"
Thomas just wouldn't bring a swimsuit that met my demands.
I'd already had him prepare thousands of them, but not a single one was suitable for Amagi.
Thomas's shoulders slumped.
He looked like he couldn't accept it, but I was the one who couldn't accept this situation.
"It can't be revealing, but it can't be unrevealing either—Lord Liam, is this some kind of riddle?"
"If you have time to spout nonsense, you should be finding a swimsuit that suits Amagi—"
As I was scolding Thomas, Amagi arrived.
In her hand, she held one of the swimsuits Thomas had brought before.
"Amagi, that's one of the swimsuits I rejected for being too revealing. Let go of it."
"No, this one will be fine. Master, just how long do you intend to spend choosing a swimsuit? You've been doing nothing but picking swimsuits for a whole week, you know?"
"But it's because Thomas—"
"'But' nothing. In the first place, it doesn't matter if it's revealing. The beach you will be using, Master, is a private beach. No one other than authorized personnel is allowed to enter."
"I have a private beach?"
"Of course you do."
I'd thought there would be a bunch of random guys around, but I was rich.
It was only natural that I'd have a private beach.
"In that case, the one Amagi chose is fine. Alright, let's go to the beach."
"As you wish."
As I left the room to get ready to go to the beach with Amagi, I heard Thomas lamenting.
"What was all my trouble for?"
Sorry about that. But I can't allow any compromises when it comes to Amagi's swimsuit.
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A blue sea.
A white sandy beach.
This beach, prepared just for me, was diligently maintained by my retainers just because I whimsically said, "I'm going to the beach!"
There wasn't a single piece of trash on the sand; they had finished cleaning before we arrived.
Amidst it all, Amagi was wearing a revealing swimsuit.
She was wearing a small, apron-like wrap over it.
Today, Amagi was more dazzling than the sun.
"Amagi—you're beautiful."
I took Amagi's right hand in both of mine, wanting to praise her, but the words wouldn't come.
I was ashamed of myself for only being able to say 'beautiful'.
"Thank you very much. I chose a swimsuit that I thought you would like, Master."
"But, I still think that swimsuit shows too much skin."
"No one will see it anyway."
If anyone had been here to see, I would have eliminated them.
Just as we were about to have fun in the sea, Brian, who had prepared a beach house, called out to us.
He was wearing an old-fashioned, striped swimsuit that covered him down to his elbows and knees.
"Lord Liam, please do some warm-up exercises before entering the water. Ah, would you like a drink? You mustn't forget to stay hydrated, you know."
Looking at the smiling Brian, a thought occurred to me.
"Why are you just casually here?"
"Why, you ask? Because someone was needed to look after you. In any case, it's been a while since I've run a beach house. This Brian was once such a regular at beach houses that they called me 'Brian of the Beach House'."
You were just a customer, you didn't actually run one, did you?
I started to feel uneasy about leaving the beach house to him, but I suppose it's fine for Brian to be here, since he's a man who's long past his prime.
If it were a man I didn't know, I would have cut him down.
"In that case, get me a drink."
"Right away."
As Brian entered the beach house, Amagi bowed to me and followed him.
Then, she brought back the drinks.
"Master, here is your drink."
Watching Amagi hand me the drink, I was captivated.
It was because, for just a moment, it looked as if Amagi was smiling.
"Amagi, did you just smile?"
"Now, I wonder?"
Her expression returned to its usual impassiveness, but she had definitely smiled.
"Are you having fun, too?"
"I suppose... I might be."
"Then I'm glad."
It was worth coming to the beach with just the two of us.
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As Brian started making yakisoba in the beach house, he watched Liam and Amagi.
"Still, Lord Liam is as frugal as ever."
He has a private beach, has it cleaned before he plays, and even has a beach house prepared.
Furthermore, an army was standing guard out of Liam's sight.
Not just the surrounding area, but also underwater, in the sky, and even in space, where battleships were on standby.
All of them were staffed entirely by female soldiers.
All this effort was being expended just because of Liam's whim.
And yet, Brian called Liam frugal.
"Given his position as a Count, he could have prepared a planet more suited for a resort. No one would blame him for playing around a bit more extravagantly, you know."
An interstellar nation.
Considering his status as a Count, this level of luxury was akin to playing in his own backyard.
Brian (; ・`ω・´): "With the sudden sale of the limited edition, even this Brian can't stop trembling. You can get the limited edition at Melonbooks, you know!"
Brian (´;ω;`): "That aside, Lord Liam's unreasonable demands are painful."