The Story of Becoming a Drinking Friend When I Saved the Cutest Senpai in University - Vol 1 Chapter 31
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- Vol 1 Chapter 31 - Come Here
Itomori’s POV
“Haha, ahahaha! Oh gosh, what is that!”
“W-wait a minute! Whoo! My stomach hurts, I can’t do it anymore…!”
“Whoa senpai, the Giant Shark won! Yay!”
“No, no, no, no! Don’t make me laugh anymore… gah, ahahaha!!”
It’s past eleven o’clock in the afternoon.
We stopped by a convenience store on the way and arrived at my house. After that, we started drinking with B-rated movies as usual.
Senpai was dressed in the same crimson dress as the birthday party.
It’s quite surreal and honestly more interesting than the movie when someone as pretty as the princess in the story bursts into laughter with a cheap highball in one hand.
“Itomori-kun, let’s eat that. I’m hungry.”
“Alright. Shall we?”
I went to the kitchen and took a 500 yen shortcake from the refrigerator with two pieces I bought at the convenience store. Return to the living room with plates and forks.
“…After seeing such a gorgeous cake at a birthday party, I feel a great sense of inferiority.”
The cake prepared for senpai was about the size of a wedding cake, and it looked like a jewel with plenty of fruit and decorations.
“That’s not the case. I like this one better, though.”
“No, it’s a cake from a convenience store. Well, it’s not bad.”
“It doesn’t matter what it tastes or looks like. Eating with Itomori-kun… or with my boyfriend is meaningful.”
She said shyly but forced a smile and peeped into her white teeth as if she wanted to maintain herself.
Boyfriend. I was so happy and embarrassed by what she said that I spread the cake to hide my grinning face.
“When did you want to go out with me, Itomori-kun? From what point did you like me?”
“…When we kissed for the first time. But I think I’ve liked you for a long time, just because I realized that I liked you. That’s what I might have liked since I met you.”
She must have been happy with my words. “Did you fall in love at first sight?” Said senpai and grinned as much as she could… I didn’t say I fell in love at first sight, but if she was in a good mood, that’s all right.
“Senpai… y-you like me, d-don’t you? I don’t think you could go out with me. What did you like about me? I don’t think I’ve done anything that senpai would like me to be of the opposite sex.”
Senpai looked at me as if she wanted to say something.
She takes a bite of the cake and sighs. It was a deep sigh that all the air in her body had escaped.
“…I’m beginning to worry about something. I think Itomori-kun will unconsciously charm all the girls from now on.”
“What!? W-why is that so?”
“I don’t want you to cheat on me… If you do that, I won’t just get angry.”
It reminds me of the night we drank together for the first time.
“I’ve never experienced having friends taken away from me. If that happened, I… don’t know what I’d do.”
It was as powerful as the roar of a lion as it was then.
The expression of those born under the stars gives me a longing that resembles fear.
“Do you remember the night in Okinawa? I injured my leg and Itomori-kun went to the convenience store.”
“Yes, I remember.”
“At that time, I fell in love with Itomori-kun. You went into the storm for me and my mom. How could I not fall for you? I knew you were the right person, even if it’s not me.”
I only did it because it was for my mother. There is no attempt to be liked.
However, I was honestly happy that she felt that way, and I’m glad I did some crazy things.
“…I can tell you now that it was only a matter of time before I fell in love with Itomori-kun, even if it wasn’t that night.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’d be in trouble if you asked me to explain… but even if I’m reborn, if I had met Itomori-kun, I think I’d like him again. That’s how attractive you are to me, so be confident!”
She slapped me on my arm and grinned proudly.
I thought it would be a compliment, but I remember being scolded for being confident a little while ago… Someone who gets mad at me for that, and I’m sure I’ll fall in love with her even if I’m reborn.
“Senpai, you have cream on the edge of your mouth.”
“Ah, really? Then, Itomori-kun should get it.”
“Yes? Well, I don’t mind…”
“With your lips.”
“Eh!?”
“I may be drinking, but this isn’t a not counted.”
She pointed to the cream and said, “It’s a lovers thing.” and she mischievously peeps into her double teeth.
In other words, she wanted a kiss.
Not as something accountable for alcohol, but as a lover.
I’ve always wanted to use alcohol as a reason, but when I face it, I’m so shy that I can’t move.
Still, I tried to keep my lips close to meet her request, but in the end, I was not strong enough and wiped the cream with my fingertips.
“Boo! Boo! Itomori-kun’s stupid! Coward!”
“I-I’m sorry! But I can’t! We should take it step by step―”
Before I could say anything, senpai scooped up the cream from her cake with her index finger and rubbed it against my lips as if she were a child playing with mud.
I suddenly froze, and senpai put her hand on my shoulder and lifted herself up, lowered her lips, and pressed her lips to mine while licking the cream off with the tip of her tongue.
“What do you think? It’s easy, isn’t it? We’re lovers, and it’s only natural!”
Like me, her kiss as a lover seemed to be quite embarrassing, and her face was red and her behavior could not be more suspicious. Even so, she shows her seniority with her chest proudly… What a cute creature.
“Next, Itomori-kun. I’ll let you practice little by little.”
“Practice… Eh?”
Just like before, she scooped up the cream with her fingertips.
But instead of rubbing it against me, she held her finger out toward my mouth.
“Ah, um, uh…”
“Lick it.”
“…”
“It got dirty. Clean it up, hurry up.”
“…Y-yes.”
As I was told, I put my tongue on her finger and licked the cream off.
Senpai raised her lips satisfactorily and muttered in a mysterious voice, “That’s a good boy.” Her violently beautiful, golden eyes stared at me and wouldn’t let go.
It’s like I was being treated like a dog… But, honestly, it’s not bad.
“Next, here. Please, Itomori-kun.”
“Yes, I-I understand.”
The back of her hand, wrist, and arm gradually climbed up.
She raked up her golden hair with her empty hands and put cream on her exposed neck. She reflected me in her bewitching two eyes and showed me her white teeth.
“Come here.”
The sofa creaks.
I gently touched senpai’s shoulder, pulled her close, and put my tongue around her neck.