"This should be the place!"
Machary said as he looked over the board at the water and saw some old ruins at the bottom of the sea.
He then took off his shirt and pants—only standing in his briefs—and Poppy immediately looked away, blushing furiously.
"You are around girls, you know!"
Abigail shouted.
"Eh, sorry. I got eight sisters, so it was pretty natural for me."
Machary scratched the back of his head awkwardly, and then he looked at Abigail with a sly smile.
"You should also take off your clothes, you know. You don't want to get those clothes wet, now do you?"
"…These magician's robes are waterproof, you absolute moron."
Abigail said with an annoyed gaze, and without further ado, she jumped into the water and disappeared beneath the surface with a quiet splash.
"…You miss all the shots you don't take."
Machary whispered with a wry smile and jumped off the boat after her and quickly disappeared beneath the surface as well.
