The Story of Becoming a Drinking Friend When I Saved the Cutest Senpai in University

“Um, Ichijou-senpai, come over here for a second!”

I poured udon noodles into my stomach at a speed similar to that of a food fighter and pulled Ichijou-senpai’s hand out of the cafeteria.

I don’t know what to say if I leave this person in front of senpai.

“What is wrong with you? Did you get mad at me?”

“That’s not the case. Do you think I’m a dog or something?”

“Ahaha. You were too aggressive… I like that sort of thing quite a bit.”

Her red eyes lit up with lust, and she pressed her chest against my arm.

It’s the opposite of the innocent smile of a drunk senpai, and it’s a little devilish smile.

My heart leaps for a moment at the pleasant toxic vibe that feels like something I could easily get trapped in, but I regain my coolness when I see the lovestruck couple from around me.

“Here… This place should be alright.”

It was a dim path between buildings.

As I entered without the public eye, I pulled Ichijou-senpai and breathed heavily.

“What on earth do you mean? Why did you give me a bento?”

“That’s because you don’t want me to treat you. That’s all.”

“But they don’t usually bring a bento. We’re just acquaintances.”

“I’m in love with you. It’s only natural that I want to make you feel good.”

She has a neutral face, and depending on her perspective, she becomes both a handsome man and a beautiful woman.

I’ve never been liked by such a person in my life, but I’m not happy at all, wondering if it’s because my sexual desire has been exposed.

“I understand how you feel, but please stop with the bento. There was a rumor that senpai and I were dating before, so I just asked them not to make any more so that it wouldn’t spread any further. It’s rude to refuse your bento and eat Ichijo-senpai’s instead.”

“Oh, I didn’t know. I’m really sorry about that.”

I was surprised to hear such an honest apology.

Is this person a nice person? … No, calm down. It’s like a bad guy picking up trash. Don’t forget that person sent some delinquent after me.

“Itomori-kun has an important job to stick with Tennouji-san and call me to do 3P^[1]3P or threesome (sexual activity).. You two have to be good friends.”

As you can see, I thought that was the case.

…I mean, it was much worse than I expected.

“S-senpai and I don’t have that kind of relationship, and we don’t even do 3P! Don’t rely on others, at least try to persuade yourself!”

“That’s what you’re saying, but I’ve been trying for three years! Then suddenly you appeared and became close enough to get a homemade bento. Can’t I ask for a little help?”

“It’s a strange direction to rely on! Who in the world would like you to invite me to join 3P?”

“Because I like you and Tennouji-san! Isn’t it great that it’s pleasurable twice at once?”

I can’t do this. Her mind is so pink that it’s ridiculous.

“But if you don’t like the rumor going around, Itomori-kun is a man of good manners. If everyone told me about Tennouji-san’s boyfriend, I would be a little excited.”

“…I don’t want to harm senpai because of that. I don’t want to be violent.”

“I see. Then don’t worry. I’m the only one who does that about Tennouji-san.”

Why is she so proud of that?

But maybe I must have been overthinking things. I can’t stand two or three more people like Ichijou-senpai.

“…I mean, please forgive me for the dirty talk. I indeed saw Ichijou-senpai’s chest… but you showed it to me on your own. I don’t want senpai to say things that make me disillusioned.”

“All right. I’ll be careful.”

Do you really get it?

I’m anxious, but let’s hope for this person’s greed for sex. If you really want 3P, I don’t think you’re going to make a difference between me and senpai.

“Then go back to the cafeteria. Please just make up some excuse to cover for me to senpai.”

“Wait a minute. I have some special information for Itomori-kun.”

“…I’ve got a bad feeling about this.”

“That’s rude. This has something to do with you and… of course Tennouji-san.”

With the mention of senpai’s name, I pushed back the phrase I had in my throat.

“Do you want to know? Do you really want me to tell you?”

“Why are you dragging this out? Please tell me quickly.”

“Then kiss me as an information fee.”

“…Huh?”

“That’s true, isn’t it? I’ve said this many times, but I like you. It’s okay. Just a kiss.”

“I don’t know what kind of information it is, but I can’t do that! I’ve never kissed…!”

“You’re giving me the first one!? Yay! Thank you!”

“Don’t go on with that act that it’s a done deal!”

I sighed loudly, remonstrating Ichijou-senpai, who was excited like a child who received a new toy.

“What kind of information? If you don’t at least tell me what kind of thing it is, I won’t be able to pay for it.”

“It would be easy to understand if I said, “Just knowing this makes Tennouji-san very happy.” What do you think? Did you want to kiss me?”

“…”

Frankly speaking, I became interested.

I’m always indebted to senpai.

Not only does she cook, but she even has her clean in her spare time. No matter how much I usually pay for alcohol, it still feels like it’s not enough.

…But the price of the information is a kiss.

I don’t think my lips are worth it, but it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t matter who the other person is.

At least Ichijou-senpai is different. She is certainly beautiful, but I can’t see her as such.

Ugh, what should I do?

“…Understood. I’m a little embarrassed, so please close your eyes.”

“Huh? Ah, a-are you really going to do it? No, no, don’t push yourself―”

“Don’t worry, hurry up.”

“Ah… y-yes.”

As ordered, she obediently closed her eyes.

I took a deep breath and put my hands on Ichijou-senpai’s shoulders. I pushed myself and slowly drew my lips closer to her and kissed her… On her cheek.

“…I’m sorry. A kiss on the lips is just too much for me.”

“Well, I-I think it’s enough. I didn’t expect you to really do it, so I’m really turned on. I feel like changing my underwear.”

“Yes!? Are you saying you would have told me the information even if I hadn’t kissed you!?”

“I caused you trouble the other day. I was planning on telling you as an apology, but… Well, your passion for Tennouji-san is something.”

Ichijou-senpai grinned as she caressed the cheek where my lips had touched.

…Was there a concept of apology in this person? It’s too late.

“I’ll apologize in another way. Is it all right with my body?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Right, the information. A little over a month from now… August 1st is Tennouji-san’s birthday.”

…Don’t just ignore me.

Wait, her birthday?

“Is that the information?”

“That’s right. You didn’t know it, did you? Even if you’re having a hard time with money, I think you’ll be able to prepare a small gift in a month.”

I was disappointed by the information for a moment, but even when I was told that it was her birthday next week at the last minute, it was difficult for me to deal with it financially. In that sense, it may be quite useful information.

“I hear Tennouji-san’s birthday party is amazing. I’m sure you’ll be invited, so I hope you enjoy it.”

“Hasn’t Ichijou-senpai been there before?”

“I mean… Well, it’s hard. I can’t go.”

“Let me guess, in front of senpai’s relatives, you probably were banned from going because you started talking dirty talk.”

“Ahaha. Yeah, something like that.”

Ichijou-senpai laughed.

She looked lonely and forced herself too hard.

“Well, I’m off. See you later, Itomori-kun.”

With a playful smile, she turned and walked away, shaking her fluffy reddish-brown hair.

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Tennouji’s POV

When I saw Itomori-kun pulling Ichijou-san’s hand out of the cafeteria, my mind went blank.

C-calm down. Let’s take a deep breath.

Inhale, exhale.

…All right, I should be fine now.

‘You saw my b**bs, but you say you don’t know it well… I’m kinda hurt.’

I remember Ichijou-san words.

When I heard it, I stared at Itomori-kun without thinking.

However, Ichijou-san is the most promiscuous person I know.

Whether it’s a man or a woman, she’ll poke fun at anyone if she likes it. Since I started school, she’s been hitting on me, too. She must’ve taken a liking to Itomori-kun at some point and forced him to see her breasts.

… Besides, mine are bigger than Ichijou-san’s.

Itomori-kun likes the bigger one, doesn’t he?

Yes, absolutely.

When I showed off my swimsuit before, he was so obviously sneaking glances.

I mean, where did they go?

If I run after him… Huh? Huh? Aren’t they walking arm in arm?

Hang on, why are they heading to a deserted area? There’s nothing there, right!?

“…”

“…..”

I was hiding behind the building as I peeped into the conversation between the two.

I don’t know what they’re talking about at all, but they seem to be arguing about something.

I was worried and lost.