Do You Love Your Mom and Her Two-Hit Multi-Target Attacks?, Vol. 7 by Dachima Inaka and Iida Pochi

Do You Love Your Mom and Her Two-Hit Multi-Target Attacks?, Vol. 7 by Dachima Inaka and Iida Pochi

Author:Dachima Inaka and Iida Pochi. [Dachima Inaka and Iida Pochi.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Yen On
Published: 2020-11-18T00:00:00+00:00

…a rectangle drawn on the white sand with a stick.

It was divided evenly into two sections, with a net set up in the middle—all ready to go.

Once a sizable crowd had appeared, Shiraaase stepped forward in a black bikini.

“We will now begin the uninhabited island beach volleyball event!”

No sooner had the words left her mouth than the crowd erupted in cheers. “That’s what I’ve been waiting for!” “Hell yeah!” “You’re hot!” “Yet, I’m already a mother! Heh-heh-heh!” Shiraaase seemed quite pleased.

Before the match could begin, there were announcements to be made. Shiraaase took the referee’s seat and infooormed the crowd.

“The beach volleyball match is about to begin! This match is being held with the cooperation of a certain organization, so one team will be composed of members from said organization. There will be only one set. Whichever team scores fifteen points first will be the winner.”

The crowd seemed to be clamoring for more than that, but to no avail.

Other voices were shouting for girls in swimsuits, and they got their wish.

“Then let’s introduce this organization’s team! Come on down!”

Shiraaase looked to the air above the court on the right. Floating above it…

…was a tatami-sized magic tome. Two girls jumped down, one carrying the other on her shoulders…

Thump! Amante and Sorella landed in the middle of the court.

“Ha-ha! Nailed it.”

“Hiiii! Cheer for uuuus.”

Both were wearing two-piece Rebellion uniforms. Bodies that had always been in great shape looked even more fit in this sporty gear. Judging by their outfits, it was easy to see they meant business.

“Next, let’s introduce our challengers! Come on out!”

Shiraaase gestured toward the crowd, which parted, allowing two girls to step out, shoulder to shoulder.

“Geez, one word from Shiraaase and look what we have to do. I’m in, of course, but still.”

On the right, we have Wise, wearing a ravishing crimson bikini, and doing a few light stretches.

“I have no complaints about the match itself, but I am worried about getting sunburned. Let’s finish this quickly.”

On the left: Medhi, wearing a pure-white bikini. She was putting her hair up, and getting ready to play some volleyball.

Their entrance drew cheers and stares. They stepped into the left court, glaring across the net at their opponents.

“Wait, it’s just the two of you? Isn’t there one more?”

“Mwa-ha-haaa! Wherever could the third one beeee? You’d better watch ouuut.”

“Cower in fear of the enemy you don’t see! Because even we don’t know the third person’s location!”

“Argh, don’t explain thaaaat! Please, you’ve got to do something about that habiiiit!”

“So he’s not here, then? Regardless, we mustn’t let our guard down, but it sounds like we can focus on beating the two of you for the time being.”

“Next question—what the heck were you guys thinking, challenging us to a beach volleyball match?”

“No reason not to tell you that. This was proposed by our coconspirator, Shiraaase!”

“This was Shiraaase’s idea…? What?!”

“Ms. Shiraaase is cooperating with the enemy?!”

Both Wise and Medhi turned to glare at the referee’s chair. Shiraaase returned a calm, sinister smile…

“Don’t believe us? Well, it’s true.


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