I Reincarnated as the Villain Who Bullies the Protagonist in an Erotic Game, but I Just Want to Stay a Nobody, Yet Somehow the Heroines Keep Obsessing Over Me - Episode 51: Drunk Nagitsuki

Episode 51: Drunk Nagitsuki

I’ve had my fair share of dealing with drunk people, thanks to my college club in my previous life, which was pretty heavy on drinking.

But this is my first time taking care of a drunk girl… Actually, how am I even supposed to handle a drunk high school girl? Someone, please enlighten me!

“I’m not drunk~!”  “That’s exactly what drunk people always say!”

Forget studying—this situation is way beyond that. This is turning into a crisis.
How do I get her home? How do I explain this to her parents or the teachers? What do I even say!?

“Hey~ Nishikikouji~”  “What?”  “Can I have one more whiskey bonbon?”
“No way!” I can’t let her get any drunker than she already is.

“You’re so stingy, Nishikikouji.”  “I’m not stingy! Hey, stop trying to grab it by force!”

As Nagitsuki closed the distance between us, I panicked and tried to keep her away from the bag of whiskey bonbons.

“Why not?”  “Because I can’t let a drunk person have any more!”  “Ugh… Fine, then!”

Suddenly, Nagitsuki grabbed my shoulder and pulled me toward her. Caught off guard, I ended up letting her do as she pleased.
She practically pressed her body against mine as she swiped the bag from my hands.

“I got it!”  “Wait, you can’t eat any more of those!”

What would I do if she ended up unable to walk?  Also, Nagitsuki, didn’t you say your dad’s strong with alcohol? This wasn’t in the memo!

Nagitsuki gleefully pulled out another bonbon from the bag, ready to eat it. Then she paused and looked straight at me.

“What’s wrong? Do you want one too, Nishikikouji?”  “No, that’s not it! Just hand that over!”
“No way!”  “Why not!?”

I couldn’t help but blurt out. “Because if I give it to you, I won’t get to eat it.”  “That’s kind of the point!”

“Well… still.” For some reason, Natsuki just kept staring at my face.
Then, without warning, she leaned in closer. Wait, what? What is she doing?

I stepped back instinctively, wary of her intentions, only to find myself pressed against the wall. There was nowhere to run.

“What’s up, Asahina? What are you doing?”  “Why are you calling me by my last name all of a sudden?”
“Oh, uh, sorry—Nagitsuki.” She frowned slightly, looking displeased. What’s going on? Seriously, what’s her deal?

“Well, whatever.”  “Oh, uh, thanks.” The moment I let my guard down, I felt a soft sensation on my cheek.

…Huh? “Hold on, Nagitsuki. What was that just now?”  “Hehe, gotcha!”

Nagitsuki smirked mischievously. Wait, wait, wait—what’s going on here? What the heck just happened!?

Still smirking, Nagitsuki leaned in again. But this time, her face turned bright red, and she stopped.

“Never mind, I won’t.” “O-Oh, okay…” She must have snapped back to her senses.
Nagitsuki quietly settled down. 

The redness on her face didn’t seem to be from the alcohol anymore, so she was probably sobering up.

I let out a sigh of relief. Still… “Nagitsuki, you’re the type to get kissy when you’re drunk, huh?”  “What did you say?”  “Nothing at all.”