The Story of Becoming a Drinking Friend When I Saved the Cutest Senpai in University - Vol 1 Chapter 12

“T-that’s more of a metaphor…”

“A metaphor? You don’t want to eat every day?”

Grinning.

Grinning.

Her accelerator is fully opened with alcohol in it.

While I should have been happy that this was the senpai I liked, I was reaching my limit in this situation, with her head resting on my lap. Especially for a certain part of my body.

…Calm down, my other self.

If you stand up, I’ll be hated. If senpai hates me because of you, I’ll knock you off.

“Phew…”

While taking a deep breath, I imagine my father’s nakedness.

A body that was unnecessarily irritating, and a body that was as hairy as a bear. His long hair was so confident that he couldn’t understand the meaning of his smile… All right, I’m gradually calming down.

“Are you listening?”

“Hiuu!”

A girl-like voice broke out when I was stabbed in the side of my weak point.

Perhaps it was interesting, but senpai is as happy as a child.

“Do you want to eat every day? What if I say I’ll make it for you?”

“I-I can’t do anything about it, can I?”

“Why? What’s impossible?”

“Because we don’t see each other every day. It would be possible if we lived together.”

“So, do Itomori-kun want to live with me? Wow, so pervy! I’ll be defiled!”

“N-no! Who said that!? I mean, even if we live together, we won’t do that!”

“…So what you’re saying is, I’m not attractive?”

Senpai put her arms around my neck like a snake and lifted her upper body.

Her golden eyes, which seemed to bring together the beauty of the world, approached with the smell of alcohol. Her long golden hair fell on the back of my hand, and her soft touch took my breath away.

“Am I not attractive? Should I wear a swimsuit again and show it to you until you understand it?”

“Really!? W-wait, no, that’s not it!!”

That was close.

For a moment, my other self almost took over my brain.

“You are attractive, but what I’m saying is that I wouldn’t make a move on someone who’s not my girlfriend!”

“Do you mean you’ll make a move if I become your girlfriend?”

“Wait a minute. What are you talking about? This was about your cooking, right?”

“You drink too much!” I shook her off and poured a great deal of water into the cup.

When I handed her a drink quickly, she took it with her lips pointed discontentedly, and poured it down her stomach with a throbbing voice.

Seriously, calm down.

Senpai’s acting is a bit strange today.

I don’t know for certain, but I feel that the distance is closer than before I went to Okinawa.

The physical distance does not change, but it’s a mental gap or the seriousness of the eyes.

I don’t know if it’s because of alcohol or because of some change in her psychology.

Either way, my lower body is still in danger.

“It was really delicious, and I think I’d like to eat it every day… but please, stop dragging out such an impossible conversation. You’re making me have strange expectations.”

I want to eat every day! I want to eat right now!

No matter how much I scream, it doesn’t come true.

I  will come to the conclusion that I can’t do it in the end anyway, so I won’t be able to dig into it.

“…Do you really want to eat?”

“I really, really want to eat it.”

“Do you really want to eat?”

“Yes, that’s right. That’s enough. Let’s talk about the next movie―”

“If I were to go that far… Well, I could make it for you every day.”

I looked at her with my eyes wide open, as if I had been struck from a blind spot.

Senpai sits with her legs crossed on a sofa and drinks water staring at the movie’s end role. Her lips fluttered away from the cup, and she smiled shyly at me.

“I don’t get a job, so I have time. …if Itomori-kun says so much, I wonder if I can come and cook lunch for you every day.”

“…it’s a very good suggestion, but I can’t ask you to bear such a burden. If their daughter isn’t at home every night, wouldn’t your parents be worried?”

“On days when I haven’t seen Itomori-kun, I eat lunch with other friends, so I’m with them… about once or twice a year when I eat with my family. It’s just boring to eat at home.”

“…Then, what happens to your friends? I can’t take responsibility if they start thinking you’re ditching them and dislike you.”

“I don’t need a friend who hates me… Well, besides, I’d be happy to be with someone I like every day.”

There was a strange flame in her golden eyes, and her left hand touched my thigh.

Hot breath leaks from her soft, arc-shaped lips.

“Like, right? Please say so properly. I’m afraid I’m going to get it wrong.”

“…which do you think?”

“W-which one…”

Her hand on my thigh slipped slowly and fell toward my inner thigh.

At the same time, senpai leaned towards me.

Her chest was exposed to the outside air. My body temperature is so high that I can’t take my eyes off senpai’s eyes. I can’t take my eyes off her.

“What would you do if I said like…?”

After the end role of the movie, silence came to the room.

The sound of two rather rough breaths.

My heart beats so loudly that I’m worried that it might be heard outside.

“…Phew, I think I went a little too far.”

She went away from me and stretched out her hand to the side dish.

While chewing, “Itomori-kun, your reaction is too cute♪” she said with a relaxed smile.

…What, she was just joking around.

Oh, I thought I was going to die. This guy is really always playing the worst kinds of tricks.

“Alright, I’ll come and make it tomorrow. I’ll figure out the menu on my own.”

After saying that, she poured a new glass of sake.

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Tennouji’s POV

“…I drank a little too much, so I’ll go to the bathroom.”

“Oh my.”

I let out a little sigh when I saw Itomori-kun leaving the room unsteadily and dangerously.

‘What would you do if I said like…?’

Actually, at that time, I was just going to confess.

I have really fallen in love with him and go out with him.

…But I couldn’t.

“It’s quite different from being friends, isn’t it…”

As soon as I tried to confess, my heart almost burst.

I couldn’t breathe and it was so painful that I couldn’t say the next word.

“…I like you so much.”

I want Itomori-kun.

I want to touch him more and I want him to touch me too.

He can be nice or pushy. I don’t mind if it hurts a little… I don’t mind if he marks something that will leave a scar.

My body and my life.

I’ll give him everything, so I want him to stay with me forever.

―Even though this feeling is real, I can’t take the last step.

I know why.

I am scared. I am afraid I will confess and get ejected.

I am not prepared to lose my present happiness to gain new happiness.

“If Itomori-kun had confessed to me, that would have solved everything.”

…Huh? What?

I said it casually, but isn’t this a pretty good idea?

I am worried that I’ll get rejected because I don’t know how Itomori-kun looks at me.

But if he confesses to me, it means he’s already fallen for me.

If he asks me to go out with me, all I have to do is nod.

That’s all I need to get what I want.

“But I don’t know how to make you fall in love.”

Hundreds of people who have confessed to me so far have done nothing particularly, but they have done a favor for me.

I think it’s a luxury, but I have never made any particular effort.

“…For the time being, I have to do my best at cooking tomorrow.”

My grandma always said that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.

“…And, just in case, she’ll make sure to wear cute underwear when I meet him.”

That way, I’ll be ready if he confesses and things start heading in that direction.