I Can Swim!
"Waterpark! Waterpark!!" "Chill, Ichirou. Seriously, your acting like Katsumi." Hotaka sighs, bringing his arms to his chest to fold them in annoyance. Ichirou only returns a grin. "How can you be such a wet blanket, Hotaka? We're going to a bloody waterpark!" "Gogogo!!!" Katsumi bounces along, following Ichirou in a mad rush to the entry booth. "I've never seen them so... excited." I swallow. Hotaka sighs, unfolding his arms to pick up his bag, begrudgingly. "They don't get many opportunities like this, they're still boys at heart." Ah. "Could you tell them to slow down." I turn to Akihiko who's carrying a stack of white towels. He has his hair loose, rather than clipped back, and has on a pair of yellow khaki's which Ichirou lent him. His white shirt, another article of clothing
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