[He makes a fuss and falls backward, all wet and briefly chilly under the hot "sun". Marina doesn't waste a moment, dropping her parasol so she can step overtop Akechi's waist, straddling him. She drops her (luckily pretty light) weight right down onto his stomach to sit on him.
At his bemoaning, she taps the orange watergun to her bottom lip,]
Hmmm, so I need to assassinate Daan, next. Noted. [she will absolutely be terrorizing Daan as one would chase after a cat with a spray bottle]
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At his bemoaning, she taps the orange watergun to her bottom lip,]
Hmmm, so I need to assassinate Daan, next. Noted. [she will absolutely be terrorizing Daan as one would chase after a cat with a spray bottle]