"I Wanna Fondle Them Too" (Oppai Momitai) - Chapter 32
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Chapter 32 Strategy Meeting with a Bad Friend
The day after he vowed to kiss Miko.
“Kohaku. I’m trying to think of the best plan for my date with Miko-chan.”
“Oh, I see. Can I have a rice cracker?”
“My date plan was abandoned for a cracker…?”
Natsuhiko was astonished, while Kohaku continued to play a Battle Gacha game.
His sorry state was the result of his desire to get laid.
In a one-room apartment less than a 10-minute walk from the school, Natsuhiko used to hang out here.
This was Kohaku’s house, where she lived alone, and their main playground.
When Natsuhiko first came to visit, he was nervous about entering a girl’s room for the first time, even though she was a bit insensitive. However, when he entered the room, he found that the shelves were packed with manga, there was a huge pile of JUMP in the corner of the room, tons of cup noodles in the kitchen, and the empty refrigerator. The SNEAKER that he loved so much was displayed on the wall as a collection.
He still remembered what he said at that time, “Are you a single salaryman?”
However, the fact that the room was devoid of any feminine touches made it very comfortable for him.
“Hoi” Natsuhiko took out a rice cracker from a bag on the table as ordered by Kohaku and gave it to her.
But, since she was in the middle of a fight with an enemy group, she couldn’t take her hands off the controller or her eyes off the screen.
“Natsu, feed me.”
“Don’t order me like that.”
Nurse Natsuhiko offered a rice cracker to Dr. Kohaku’s mouth. Natsuhiko’s kindness and weakness are that he breaks it in half and makes her eat it.
“Thank you ♪”
She ate the rice crackers in a good mood and sank one or two enemy troupes.
As the last one retreated into the depths of the forest to regain its strength, Kohaku finished him off with a sniper rifle.
The sound of a gunshot echoed through the air, and the bullet shot in a straight line and pierced the head of the enemy. ONE HIT KILL.
Once she single-handedly eradicated the enemy group, the word “CHAMPION” was displayed on the screen in huge letters.
“Hya~~~ You see how amazing Cleaver’s headshot was.”
Natsuhiko thought, what does this person think of human life?
Kohaku was too good at FPS, TPS, and fighting games that men like, she usually made her opponents run away from fear. By the way, there’s a game in which Natsuhiko can outmatch her, it’s Puyo-Puyo.
Natsuhiko was more of a peaceful game player, such as Minecraft or Animal Crossing than a game of bloodbath. His main battlefield was different from that of Kohaku, who keeps a close eye on the status screen, saying, “Damn it… my kill rate isn’t enough!”
The game was over, but she still wanted to win more, she fine-tuned the sensitivity, button, and other settings.
As she finished eating the rice cracker with only her mouth, she noticed something.
She noticed that the food scraps were on her breasts.
It seems that scraps sullied her Tank Top. She pointed with her chin to her ample breasts and said,
“Natsu, Get rid of these food scraps.”
“!?!?!?”
The virgin blushed at the overwhelming task.
“No, no, no, no, I can’t touch something like that!”
“What do you mean by that? Are you saying the crackers I ate were dirty?”
Kohaku was so pissed that she decided to stop playing the game and sprayed the food scraps from her breasts like shurikens while saying “Take that!”. Her breasts bounced.
Happy powder, which was a reward for most beings, was more of a misery for Natsuhiko.
“You… Seriously, don’t you have a moral code of living?”
“What?… You think my life is shameful?”
Natsuhiko, even if he could talk, couldn’t say that it was the right answer.
Kohaku lost interest and turned off the game.
Her anger seems to have disappeared, but for some reason, she was pouting.
“What the hell? Can’t you even listen to your best friend’s problems? Is it a rebellion?”
“Who would be crazy enough to let their best friend, who just got a girlfriend, touch their private parts? I mean, come on! I don’t need to hear it from someone who won’t listen to my date plan.”
“Date plan?”
Kohaku’s face twisted as if it was a troublesome task.
She looked away, tipped the Coke Can, and gulped it down like a beer.
And then, ta-da, the can was empty. She thumped it on the floor and said,
“Don’t ask me, I’ve never even been on a date!”
“… S-so pure…!”
Natsuhiko thought that he might have been an idiot for thinking of consulting with this guy.