The Story of Becoming a Drinking Friend When I Saved the Cutest Senpai in University - Vol 1 Chapter 26

“Hng.”

“W-what is it?”

“Tell me I’m cute while you pet me!”

“…Y-yes.”

She held out her head, and I gently put my hand on it as I was told.

The last time I stroked her was a month ago.

The night we kissed for the first time, senpai was so cute and lovely that my hands moved on their own.

Her soft, glossy, and beautiful golden hair.

When I stroked from the top of her head to the nape, senpai wriggled with a sweet voice.

“…Cute.”

“Ah. Y-yes, it’s cute. You’re so cute.”

“…What’s so cute about me?”

“Uh… I think the clothes you’re wearing today look really good on senpai. Your makeup looks more mature than usual, and it’s very beautiful. Also, I think your hairstyle is wonderful. I like everything…!”

“Hmm, oh my. I-Is that so… Well, I think it’s a passing grade.”

In a relaxed voice, her face was so debauched that her adult makeup was ruined.

…Oh my gosh, I’m grinning this far because she’s so cute.

I was ashamed about her seeing my face, so I stroked her a little harder and lowered my eyes down. Perhaps she is happy to be aggressive, but senpai is in agony with a deliberate voice, “Nyaa!”

“…Hey. Can you be a little more rough?”

“What do you mean by rough?”

“It’s like playing with a dog.”

“Uhm, I’m afraid the hair I’ve set so hard will mess up…”

“It’s all right.”

She looked up at me.

Her flushed cheeks. Her golden eyes glistened. I become breathless by the glamorous heat.

“Hya…♡”

When I pressed my hand, a sweet sound came out of senpai’s mouth.

Just as I was told, I patted her softly.

I remembered the golden retriever that I used to keep in my neighborhood.

I don’t usually show off its owner’s feelings, but for some reason, it loves being caressed. Was it wagging its tail so close to me that I almost broke it?

“Hehehe, that’s good. You’re good, Itomori-kun.”

“Is that so? … I’m really confused, but are you alright?”

“Hehehe. I’ll just wet it up and fix it later.”

“More than that,” says senpai with a sweet smile.

“Tell me I’m cute. Tell me more.”

“… Y-yes. You’re cute, senpai. You’re so cute.”

“That’s right. Look, don’t even rest your hands. I’ve been lonely for the past month.”

“Didn’t… senpai, play with any of your friends other than me?”

“I played, but it’s different from this. Some nutrients can only be taken from Itomori-kun! I feel lonely without Itomorin!”

What is that new kind of nutrient?

I don’t really understand what she was saying, but senpai is so cute that I can’t help but smile.

…How would she react if I stopped petting her all of a sudden?

Wow, she’s pouting.

If senpai were a dog, she would definitely be on her tail.

This is cute, but I feel sorry for doing that.

When I resumed stroking, her face became so debauched that she couldn’t stop smiling, saying “hehehe” and “ahehe” from her lips. I’d like to capture it in a video, but if it’s leaked, I’ll be in trouble. Let’s do our best to burn into my memory.

“…It’s about time.”

She muttered her words and looked up at me with moist eyes.

“Hug me… Itomori-kun, let me charge.”

Her arms slowly spread out.

Her hair was messy, her cheeks flushed, and her breathing was uneven.

I encouraged myself to drink, kicked myself out of my nervousness, and took a deep breath.

I immediately turned to senpai and hugged her as requested.

She smells as good as ever. Her pleasant touch of hair on my cheek. Her sweaty body temperature.

Senpai put her arm around my neck and put some effort into it.

The richness of her chest distorts the shape, and the peculiar softness of the heart almost makes my reason fly. I managed to clench my teeth and stop, and stroked senpai’s head distractingly.

“Ah… I-I like it. Itomorin will be charged.”

“…I like it, too. It’s kind of a relief.”

“Because my b**bs is touching you?”

“Cough! Cough, cough… D-don’t say anything strange all of a sudden!?”

“Because Itomori-kun, you like my b**bs. I wonder if you are relieved to feel something maternal.”

“N-no, it’s not. That’s not the case―”

“Come on~ Here are my b**bs~”

With her arms around my neck, she moved from side to side and pressed her chest against me.

Sparks fly in my head and my body gets hot.

If things go on like this, I’m going to lose my sexual desire.

To do something about it, I hug senpai so hard that she can’t move and block her movement.

“Nngh… I-Itomori-kun, did I just hit some weird switch in you?”

“No, I’m trying to keep senpai from moving. Please don’t do that. I’m a guy.”

“All right, all right… Instead. Hug me more.”

“M-more? Like this?”

As I put more effort into my arms, senpai groaned painfully.

This is not good. I loosened my grip immediately, but a grumpy voice said, “You don’t have to worry about it.”

“Wait, doesn’t it hurt? I’m pretty strong, aren’t I?”

“I don’t mind if it hurts… or rather, I want you to hurt me.”

Her disturbing remarks stiffened my body, but senpai patted me on the back as if to do it quickly.

…I can’t help it. I’ll do as I am told. It’s a month’s worth of compensation.

“…Hm. Yeah, yes, that’s a good feeling…wow, Itomori-kun, you’re very strong…”

“A-are you sure you’re okay? Is your bone broken?”

“Ahaha. Do you think I’m tofu or something? Hehehe… I don’t care if it’s stronger.”

Is she sure she’s okay? Well, if she wants me to, I’ll do it.

When I hugged her even harder, senpai seemed to be in pain, but she sounded somewhat sweet.

A feeling of bullying of insects and small animals crawls nervously on the walls of my heart. I really don’t want to, but I don’t want to let senpai go at the same time.

“…I’m rather fond of being treated roughly. Like now, I get squeezed as hard as I can. I think it’s a reaction that’s over-protective…?”

Senpai’s flexible fingers gently stroked the back of my head.

In a special situation where people are treated kindly while satisfying their feelings of cruelty, dark things boil inside their chests.

“But… but. Itomori-kun, it’s only you. You’re always kind to me and take care of me more than anyone else… I want you to do something like this. Even the gentle Itomori-kun, and even the Itomori-kun who is not kind… All, I want to make everything mine.”

…This is not bad.

This is really bad. This is definitely not good.

Why does she say that?

I’m sure I don’t want to do it, but I’m dying to mess her up. I hate it, but I can’t help but want to make senpai cry. I’d like to force her down and see what she looks like.

I want to be gentle and I don’t want to be gentle.

Both are my true feelings, and they negate each other until I don’t know myself anymore.

“…Itomori-kun, stop. That’s enough, thank you.”

In agony, she patted me on the back and I released senpai.

Thank goodness. That’s a relief. If I had been a few more seconds late, I might have lost control of myself.

“Phew… now I feel full.”

She smiled with a red, sweaty face, poured champagne into her glass, and drank it at once.

She seemed to be quite drunk and humming in a good mood as she was shaking lightly from side to side.

“…Hmm?”

I suddenly felt something was wrong with my neck, and I put my hand on it, and before I knew it, a necklace was hanging.

A silver necklace with a simple design that gives the impression of elegance even to lay people. It was clearly the work of senpai, so I asked, “What is this?”

“It’s a birthday present. Itomori-kun, you’re twenty years old now, so you’ve been celebrating your birthday since the beginning of April, haven’t you?”

“April 10th is my birthday… but it’s already passed. It’s strange that I should receive a present.”

 “It’s bad that I’m the only one to be congratulated just because I’m a little late to greet you. Just take it. I chose it for Itomori-kun.”

It’s the first time since elementary school that I’ve received a birthday present from someone other than my family.

What’s more, it’s a gift from senpai. I can’t help but be happy.

…There is only one problem.

“I’m happy. Thank you… But when it comes to this, I think I should buy you something more…”

If I had given her that glass as a present, I would have received it with a brighter heart.

Right now, give and take has not been established.

Even though it’s still senpai’s birthday, I haven’t been able to offer anything.

“I told you earlier that I’d ask you to do something that costs money. So if you come empty-handed to my birthday party, I’ll get angry. Don’t worry about it.”

“But, I…”

“It’s really all right… But I don’t mean to say that, but make sure you come to my birthday party. I think I’ll have a good time if you’re with me.”

…That’s a strange way of saying it.

Then it sounds like a birthday party without me is not fun.

I understand that senpai is doing me a favor, but I wonder if that’s why the birthday party isn’t fun. It’s a big annual event.

I’m not sure, but what I have to do is clear.

I touch the necklace lightly and take a deep breath.

“…Understood. I’ll do my best to make senpai feel happy on that day! Leave everything to me, even if it’s a one-off show!”

“Yes, thank you. You promise?”

“Yes, It’s a promise.”

She held out her little finger.

Like we did when we were a kid, I linked my finger with senpai.

After that, we get a little embarrassed and exchange shy smiles with each other.

“We’re out of alcohol. Shall I pour it for you?”

“Thank you. Then I’ll pour senpai, too.”

I poured champagne into the glass and made an unknown toast several times.

Even though it’s quite expensive, senpai pours it into her stomach without any problem. Like drinking cola.

“Ah… I’m drunk, I’m in such a good mood right now…”

She fluttered right and left, and finally put her head on my shoulder.

She grinned and rubbed her forehead against my chest like a cat’s expression of affection. Her sweet and refreshing smell of shampoo inevitably makes my heart beat fast.

“…Is Itomori-kun drunk too?”

“Yes, well, I drank quite a bit.”

“That’s right. We’re drunk, aren’t we?”

“That’s why,” she said, putting her hand on the elbow rest of the sofa, lifting her upper body, and placing her other hand on the back of my hand. Breathing in her golden eyes a thick, sticky heat, unlike when she asked for a stroke or an embrace.

“…I think I want to, but I can’t?”