Striving For The Luxury Liner!! ~Get That Rich Isekai Life With A Ship Summoning Skill~ (WN)

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Chapter 9 – Ship Name Decided

On the second day of our tour of the Grandiosa, my plan for a harem was thwarted by my unpopular performance, and I was terrified by the power of the women in the bowling alley, but so far, the tour is going on at a respectable level.

“Hah, that was fun.”

“Yeah, it’s kind of a rush when the pins pop off.”

After three games of bowling, Dorothea-san and Ilma-san chat happily.

These two seem to particularly enjoy bowling, but is it my imagination that they seem to enjoy it in slightly different ways?

I think Dorothea-san finds it a stress reliever, and Ilma-san finds it a kind of fun for S… Does S also react to bowling pins?

But oh well, it’s good that they liked it. From the second game on, Rimu and the others joined in and enjoyed bowling with dexterity, and I think it was a good decision to buy this ship.

The Slime ejecting the ball and the Sea Serpent sucking the bowling ball into its mouth were worth seeing.

“Wataru! Where shall we see next? I’ve had an easy workout, and I’m in the mood for some serious exercise next time.”

Alessia-san asked for the next one. And she seemed to be looking for a serious workout.

The original plan was to combine bowling for exercise, followed by a real racing game with an F1 car body, lunch, and the stage… but it looks like I need to reschedule.

Yes, a high-level person in this world wouldn’t even get as much preparatory exercise as three games of bowling.

But exercise, huh? The gym is probably not the kind of exercise Alessia-san is looking for. Alessia-san and the others don’t do much weight training because they don’t need it.

Then… activity, maybe basketball, since there is a basketball court?

“Wataru. I’m curious about those spirals.”

While I was wondering what to do, Marina-san made a rare request. But what are the spirals?

“What do you mean by spirals?”

“That big thing outside. The one that looks like a pipe and winds around like a snake.”

…Ah, you mean the water slide.

It is true that the pool is a full-body workout, so it is possible to meet Alessia-san’s request. Normally, I would have led her to the pool if I had wanted to, but I would have preferred not to do that today if possible.

Swimming pool = swimsuit = my face will collapse.

That’s the formula.

Since I was trying to change Alessia-san’s and the others’ impressions of me, I wanted to refrain from this event until I was more comfortable with my poker face.

However, after Marina-san’s words, conversations like “I was wondering about that, too” take place among the ladies.

When that happens, it is impossible for me to act nonchalant and not lead them to the pool. I would have to use my facial muscles to the limit to get through the event.

“I understand. Then let’s go to the pool… Oh, you have to change into a swimsuit. You didn’t bring it on this ship, did you?”

They probably wouldn’t have brought their swimsuits since they’d only used them on the Chris.

“I don’t remember that. Hmm, it’ll take me a while to go back and get them. …The new luxury liner is a good place to get a new swimsuit, right? Wataru, they sell swimsuits on this ship, don’t they?”

For a moment, I thought the pool event was far away, but it came back with a new ordeal.

“Yes, I think they sell them. Would you like to buy some?”

The ladies smiled and nodded. Ines, who just got her allowance, is trying to get me to pay for her swimsuit because she’s going to pick out a great swimsuit.

Has Ines forgotten the advice she gave herself this morning?

…I was so excited to see the ladies in their swimsuits, and now a new swimsuit? I feel an unfashionable ordeal coming over my facial muscles.

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The diet starts tomorrow. I’m serious, too, starting tomorrow.

Today, a famous saying came to my mind:

It can’t be helped.

When I saw Alessia-san and the others in their swimsuits, my facial muscles went wild, and I couldn’t control myself.

Alessia-san, Ilma-san, and Ines’ white skin shone against their bikinis!

Dorothea-san and Felicia’s bikini against their brown skin!

Marina-san and Carla-san’s swimsuits that accentuated their uneven bodies.

Even with all that, the best part is Claretta-san’s face.

Ah, Claretta-san, why did you choose that swimsuit?

It’s the black-and-white contrast… Holstein, isn’t it?

Is such a swimsuit sold on a luxury liner? Did some Creator God mix it in? Excellent work.

And it’s a bikini type, which is rare for Claretta-san.

The women on this ship are rich in symbols of motherhood.

But she, who is undoubtedly the most maternal of them all, is wearing a Holstein patterned bikini? Is it a crime? Is she inciting a crime?

“It looks good on you.”

“Really? I don’t know if I should say this after you picked it out for me, but I’m embarrassed because it’s so revealing.”

“It’s okay. Wataru is happy, too.”

Carla-san. You chose this swimsuit for Claretta-san. Good, I promise to prepare the biggest feast for you from now on. You can eat as much as you want of the God of Gastronomy-sama’s special dishes.

“Wa-Wataru-san. It’s embarrassing to be seen like this.”

“Claretta. Don’t call him with san.”

“Carla now is not the time to talk like that…”

Claretta-san is fidgeting, trying to hide her voluptuous body with her hands. Various parts of her body are sticking out, and she can’t hide them at all.

In fact, her fidgeting is even sexier. Thank God.

Suddenly, my body was pulled and taken to a corner. Was it… Ines, who did the outrageous thing of pulling me away from Claretta-san?

“Hey, Master.”

“I know what you’re going to say. But I’ve decided to start directing my new self tomorrow.”

When I honestly told Ines how I felt before she complained, she looked at me like she was looking at a sore head and then sighed.

But I don’t care.

Now is the time to burn the paradise in front of me into my retina. Tomorrow will be enough to make me regret it. Let’s go to the outdoor pool!

On the way to the water slides, there was an activity like rope crossing, but unfortunately, Alessia-san and the others didn’t show any interest in it.

They enjoyed the zip line on the castle, but it was apparently too warm for the adventurers when it was just a game of crossing unstable footholds.

I was very disappointed not to see these beautiful women exercising in their swimsuits, but I still had the pleasure of watching them jump off the waterslide. This is not the time to be defeated by sadness.

I went up the stairs and skied the waterslide first, for example. It was fun, but that was not my goal. I was there to watch the beautiful woman jump into the water with all my might!

…It’s wonderful.

The beautiful girls were screaming with joy as they slid down the slider.

A beautiful woman jumps into the pool with a plunge and comes out of the water with a splash.

The symbol of motherhood bouncing with a simultaneous plunging… no, bursting.

It’s wonderful and the best.

But there was something I didn’t expect either.

To my surprise, my dynamic vision, which had been enhanced by the increase in my level, did its job with all its might and caught the beautiful women who jumped into the water in vivid detail.

These eyes clearly recognize the other side of motherhood, which is usually impossible to see and which is unbeatable. It was a treat.

Also, the gesture of getting out of the pool and fixing the swimsuit that had dug in was a treat.

The way they jump up and down when water gets in their ears is a treat.

Thank you for the back view of them climbing the stairs in their wet swimsuits.

How many times have I thought “thank you” before lunchtime? …I think the only time I was calm was the moment when I was soothed by the cuteness of Rimu and the other Slimes, not knowing whether they were slipping or rolling or when I saw Pent’s snake-like slipperiness.

The only disappointment, however, was Marina-san and Carla-san.

I couldn’t reach the mysterious underside of the swimsuit.

Also, it hurt that there was no slip-out.

Is it an urban legend that a water slide in a bikini is a definite slip?

Great time continued after lunch at the poolside restaurant. We were going to play in the pool all day today.

After enjoying the water slides to the point of exhaustion, we moved on to the ship’s pool.

Eros (from my perspective only) and elegance coexisted as we swam in the pool and took a rest in the jet bath nearby while enjoying cocktails.

“By the way, Wataru? Have you decided on a name for this ship?”

As I watched Alessia-san’s motherly nature being tossed around by the bubbles in the jet bath, Alessia-san asked me about the name of the ship, which I had completely forgotten about.

Let’s see, I named the Castle because it was big, like a castle, right?

It’s a luxury liner that’s just as big, and if I go back to the other language for the castle, it’s….. French and castle is chateau, right?

I can’t think of the slightest word for castle other than French.

Then the Chateau? I feel like it’s not a good word.

“Ah… since we’re here, I’m thinking of having Dorothea-san, the lucky winner of the raffle, name it for me.”

I couldn’t think of anything, so I gave the naming rights to Dorothea-san.

“Me?”

Not expecting the topic to be broached, Dorothea-san was surprised by Beni-chan on her chest. To be honest, I envy Beni-chan.

“…How about Beni-chan?”

It seemed that Dorothea-san’s brain had been invaded by Slime more than I had expected. If I were to use Slime as the name of the ship, it would have to be no good since I would have decided to use Rimu first, wouldn’t it?

“Well, yes, I suppose we should all come up with a name this time.”

I turn away from Dorothea-san, who seems to want to say something and change it so that everyone thinks of a name.

I wondered if this was a fun event for the ladies, and they were discussing it quite seriously.

While I watched the excited women discussing the name, the name of the luxury liner was decided.

The luxury liner Girasole.

I felt that the luxury liner might be hijacked, so I rejected the idea, and in the end, I was forced to name it the Chateau.

I received a lot of complaints about it, but I don’t think the Girasole is the best name for it.