The Story of Becoming a Drinking Friend When I Saved the Cutest Senpai in University - Vol 1 Chapter 19

Itomori’s POV

After that, I met Ichijou-senpai again on my way to a part-time job as a day worker.

She said she had not seen senpai since she left the cafeteria with me. I can’t even get in touch with her, so I’m worried.

I also tried contacting her, but she didn’t respond.

I was worried about what was going on, but I’m sure she was busy with her work.

She always seems to be free with me at first glance, but she still earns enough money to buy a good house. It’s different from me, who earns a fortune from stingy labor.

“…Huh? Is senpai not here?”

When I had just finished my part-time job and finally saw my apartment, I realized that there was no light in my room.

I wonder if she’s busy with work.

I wish she could at least return one of my contacts.

I take my smartphone out of my pocket and unlock my house while calling senpai.

Buzz, buzz.

I heard a vibrating sound from the living room. Heel sandals that seem to belong to senpai at the entrance… What, so she’s here after all?

“If you’re here, at least turn on the lights—”

As I spoke, I opened the door to the living room, and I lost the words that followed at the sight of senpai.

Senpai was drinking whiskey straight in the darkness, glaring at her eyes like a fierce carnivore. Her face was burnt red, and her ears were a rare shade of crimson.

“You’re late! Sooooo late! I missed you!”

“Ah. I-I’m sorry. I had a part-time job…”

Her tongue didn’t seem to turn as she wanted, and her tone was quite childish.

It’s the first time I’ve seen such a drunk senpai.

“…That’s a lie. It was a perfect match!”

“Y-yes?”

“You know what I mean! You know!”

Like Ossan, who watches baseball games in a fit of anger, she knocks on the sofa and tells me to sit down quickly.

I hurriedly put down my luggage and sat down next to senpai.

She immediately poured whiskey into the cup and offered it straight, “Drink!” When I put alcohol on my empty stomach, my body quickly gets hot.

“About what happened at the cafeteria today, it’s just a misunderstanding, Ichijou-senpai was the one who suddenly approached me! I-I swear!”

…I seem to be the unfaithful man that is trying to explain to her.

I don’t like it. It’s not cool.

“Uh-huh. Hmm, sure.”

“Y-yes.”

Wearing the smell of alcohol all over my body, she put her arm on my shoulder and put her weight on it, creating a grim expression like a detective interrogating a suspect.

“But I know! I saw it!”

“…What did you see?”

In response to my question, senpai looked like she was going to cry for a moment, and immediately clenched her teeth and pulled back her tears.

“Itomori-kun is… k-kissing Ichijou-san…!”

…Oh no, she saw that?

I don’t know how much she’s drinking, but she’s probably worried that I’ll have a girlfriend and spend less time with her.

“I-Ichijou-senpai isn’t my girlfriend or anything! That kiss was…! That’s in return for the information―”

“I know she’s not your girlfriend! That doesn’t matter!”

“Huh? R-really?”

“Why do you kiss Ichijou-san, but not me? Why! Why!”

“…Yes?”

I didn’t understand what she meant, so I tilted my head.

Senpai was puffing and sulking like a child who didn’t get a toy, spilling sake from the edge of her mouth, sliding down her chest and into her cleavage.

“…Do it to me. Do it to me, too!”

Whizzing.

She grabbed me by the chest and shook me violently in all directions.

“W-wait a minute! You’re drinking too much! Besides, that was just a light peck on the cheek—”

“Then kiss me on the lips!”

“Yes!?”

“Do you prefer Ichijou-san more than me?”

“…No, I-I like senpai better.”

“Then kiss me! Kiss! You can do it, can you?”

No way I can do that!

If you ask me if I want to or don’t want to, I want to.

All men of the world will answer so.

However, senpai is drunk.

Perhaps she doesn’t understand what she’s talking about. I’m afraid she’ll get cold feet later and get furious about why I kissed her.

“Let’s drink some water, shall we? Let’s talk again when it settles down.”

“…Uuuh, nooo.”

“N-no…”

“It’s not fair that you won’t kiss me! I’m closer to you than Ichijou-san! I like you more than Ichijou-san!”

A flushed face and empty eyes.

I couldn’t help but swallow hard at senpai where she looked up at me like a puppy seeking attention from its owner.

If it had not been for my self-control, I would have attacked her at once.

She had such a ferocious charm that I had to take a deep breath just to keep my composure.

“I like… Yes, I understand. It’s an honor. I like you, too. So, please drink water quickly. It’ll be a big problem if you fall because of alcohol.”

I put my arm around senpai’s back and patted like I was calming a wild beast and she nodded softly.

Haa, this is exhausting.

Dealing with this right after work is tough.

“Alright, I’ll get you some water.”

Just in case, I took a glass of liquor from senpai’s hand and headed toward the kitchen.

I throw the remaining sake into the sink and pour the mineral water out of the refrigerator instead.

Creaaak.

The old floor creaked and I found senpai behind me.

Her feet seemed to be unsteady, and she fell with a dull thud.

“S-senpai!?”

I turned quickly and took her by the hand.

Her sweaty palms of her hands. Her soft skin. She twined her fingers as lover did, and smiled softly as she raised her upper body.

Good. She doesn’t seem hurt.

I was so relieved that I let out a small smile.

…But the next moment.

My vision was filled with gold, just as ginkgo leaves danced in the big wind.

The smell of alcohol, the smell of shampoo, the smell of cosmetics. Then, the sweet body odor enters my senses at once and makes me rigid with choking stimuli.

Then something soft touched my lips.

It was warm, like a flower with moist morning dew, and it tasted like alcohol was so strong that it made me feel tipsy.

An event that lasted only a second or two.

Perhaps because of the shock, senpai regained her sanity, and then she blinked and smiled bitterly.

“…I-I’ve done it.”