Sweet Cohabitation Romcom With My Senior Girlfriend and Alcohol Starts At Twenty - Volume 1 Chapter 2.2

Gradually Losing Places To Escape

“Alright, let’s put an end to this gloomy talk… Let’s have some drinks!!”

“…Aren’t you switching too quickly?”

As I’m lost in thought, Senpai claps her hands vigorously.

The mature Senpai from a moment ago is nowhere to be found. She places two big bags at the end of the living room and sits down on the three-seater sofa.

She’s back to her usual, familiar, slouchy posture.

I wish I could get back the heart-pounding feeling I had for Senpai just a moment ago.

As I’m thinking this, Senpai asks me a question with a sly grin forming at her lips.

“Eh? You want to keep things serious? You don’t want to get lovey-dovey with me?”

When I take a good look at Senpai’s lips, I see they’re glossed with lipstick, matching her leather jacket. Noticing that, I can’t help but recall the sensation of our first kiss.

Soft and tender, yet slightly moist as we parted lips…

Of course, my feelings for Senpai aren’t so light that they’d end with just a kiss. I found myself wanting to go beyond the softness and the moisture, and after Senpai left, I spent my time in restless longing.

And even now, I have a strong desire to feel and to seek Senpai out.

If asked what lies at the core of these feelings, there was only one thing.

“…I want to be lovey-dovey.”

“I thought you’d say something like that, you naughty boy~”

“I’m not naughty—”

“Maybe I’ll continue where that kiss left off if you admit you’re naughty~”

“Then I am naughty.”

“Yep yep, I like the honest Takashi-kun best~”

Whether Senpai is being mature or just lazing around, my heart is constantly being swayed. And the fact that I find comfort in this makes me beyond help.

Plus, there’s the incident with the erotic magazine. It’s too late to try to cover that up now.

If she’s offering to continue where the kiss left off, all the more reason to…

“Hmm? Why are you staring at my lips so much?”

“…What are you talking about?”

“My lips might get burned by your intense gaze, Takashi-kun. I can’t help but notice~”

“Did you hate it being looked at?”

“I knew you were looking! You’re naughty.”

“…”

I guess I’ll just continue to live my days being shaken by Senpai.

Morning, noon, and night, and even while I’m sleeping…

I must be thoroughly captivated by Senpai, thinking that even this is charming. She has dominated my heart completely, my gaze, and even my innocence.

Despite my heart being in turmoil, I sit next to Senpai. My heart is pounding, even though she hasn’t done anything I desire.

“So, Takashi-kun, what would you like to drink? I’ve brought a variety from sweet to bitter.”

“Um… something sweet…”

“Nfufu, a sweet kiss is what you wish for?”

“I didn’t say that.”

While being enchanted by the sweet scent of her perfume, I maintain my composure as I continue the conversation.

Her mature attire, the pleasant atmosphere, and her sweet scent could melt my brain if I got too close.

“So, you don’t want a sweet kiss?”

“I didn’t say I don’t…”

“I’ll take that as your answer~”

And then, Senpai’s mischievous smile is the final blow.

My heart is completely melted.

“Then, maybe I’ll have something sweet too.”

Saying that, Senpai gets up from the sofa, takes a canned Chuhai from her large bag, and returns.

It was only a brief three-step movement, but even that made me feel lonely.

Even though I haven’t had any alcohol yet, my vision is wavering. My heart is wavering.

“Then, to celebrate our living together, cheers!”

With the clinking sound of our toast, I suppress the momentary wavering by gulping down the sweet alcohol.

Maybe, just maybe, moving in with Senpai was too soon for me.

I asked myself as I continued to feel restless.

***

“Alright, I’m feeling the buzz from the alcohol, so maybe it’s time to give Takashi-kun the sweet kiss he’s been wanting?”

“Are you going to do it now? I’m not mentally prepared yet…”

“What? I’ve been ready since we toasted. Does that mean you weren’t into it, Takashi-kun? That’s sad.”

“No, it’s not like that. It’s just that I can’t imagine what a sweet kiss is supposed to be like, so I don’t know how to prepare!”

“So, what you’re saying is you want me to teach you step by step?”

“Uh…”

It was a night in mid-October. My senior girlfriend had just arrived at my place with her moving boxes, and instead of sorting out her stuff, she started a party right away.

The sentimental senior who had been moved by her mother’s letter was nowhere to be seen. Instead, as usual—or rather, more than usual—she was affectionately stirring my heart. And the sweet alcohol she brought, the “Rich Peach Liquor,” only accelerated that.

Her lips, painted with a seductive red lipstick, blended with the peach liquor, giving off a faint cherry blossom hue. The atmosphere shifted from mature to dangerously glossy, as if it was about to melt at any moment.

Just hearing the words “sweet kiss” from those lips made my tension skyrocket. It was already hard enough to calm my feelings, but with this, it was utterly impossible.

And then she had to add “step by step” to the mix, leaving me completely at her mercy.

“Ready? I’ll teach you everything. We’re going to do this many times from now on, so I need to teach you thoroughly, right?”

“Your whispering tickles my ear…”

“Your ears are sensitive? That’s cute.”

“There you go again, making fun of me…!”

“But I love all your reactions because they’re so cute. I can’t help but tease you.”

“Ugh…”

Perhaps I had built up some tolerance since this was my second time drinking, as I wasn’t getting ahead of myself. However, being drunk made my senses more acute, and any breath on my ear would make me jolt in response.

Unable to hide how sharply attuned I was, I once again gave the kind of reaction my senior girlfriend loved.

“Oh my, oh my~? Your face has gotten even redder, hasn’t it~? Are you blushing because someone said she loves you?”

With a grin clearly brimming with joy, Kureha Senpai closes in on me as I sit at the end of a three-seater sofa. She presses her voluptuous body against me, inching closer and closer, clearly enjoying my reactions.

Perhaps it’s the alcohol, but her physical affection is more intense than usual, and from time to time, I feel the sensation of her chest against my elbow. Her slender fingers are on my thigh.

Everything about Senpai, from her touch to her presence, is making my face turn red, and I can’t even bear to look at the face of the person I adore so much.

And yet, Senpai won’t even allow me to look away.