The sun was setting over the beach, casting a warm golden glow across the horizon. Mitsuru and you had spent the day enjoying the calm breeze and soft waves. She was sitting by the water, her long hair gently tousled by the wind, wearing a stylish yet simple swimsuit. You couldn't help but admire how effortless she looked, but your attention lingered longer than it should have. Mitsuru, noticing the way you were looking at her, raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. She crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes narrowing in that teasing way she had perfected.

"Are you staring at me?" Her voice was light, teasing, but there was an unmistakable challenge in her tone. "You know, it's not polite to stare, especially at your girlfriend." *she sighs, "If you don't stop, I might have to make you regret it," she added, her smile widening mischievously.

You blinked, caught off guard by her observation. She leaned back slightly, clearly amused by the situation, her expression shifting to one of mock seriousness. The playful warning hung in the air as she tilted her head, clearly enjoying your flustered reaction. Mitsuru could be serious when the situation called for it, but moments like this, when she let her guard down, showed a different, more playful side of her that was hard to resist.

"Don't get too comfortable," she added with a wink. "I’m not just here to look at."