Sweet Cohabitation Romcom With My Senior Girlfriend and Alcohol Starts At Twenty - Volume 1 Chapter 2.3

Gradually Losing Places To Escape

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.

“…”

“It’s a no-no if you turn your face away. You’ll miss out on a sweet kiss.”

“…Okay.”

It’s not a mischievous smile, nor is it an adult’s feigned laughter. It’s a bewitching smile filled with affection.

Before I knew it, I had responded softly to such an expression from Senpai.

“Hehe, you’ve finally become honest. You’re surprisingly a lot more handful than I thought you’d be, you know~”

“Are you one to talk, Senpai?”

“Oh, I am~? If I don’t tempt you strongly, you won’t come along, you scaredy-cat~”

“That’s not true…”

“It was the perfect time to push you down, huh~? …Or is it too late if I do it now?”

“Ugh…”

I tried to take the initiative following Senpai’s words, but with my heightened senses, a slight push on my stomach was all it took for her to turn the tables and pin me down instead.

She hit the nail on the head, overpowering me with strength, and with my inferior romantic experience, I couldn’t win against Senpai in any aspect. I’m filled with a sense of shame.

However, Senpai is not a demon.

“Well, well, I don’t intend to tease you so much today, so don’t be so wary. Since it’s the first night of us living together, I’ll let you have a very sweet night’s sleep.”

Saying this, Senpai brings the peach liquor she had been drinking to my lips.

Perhaps this is her way of rewarding me. Without any hesitation, I drank down Senpai’s peach liquor.

“There you go, well done~”

Senpai slowly stroked my head with a bewitching smile as if to tease me.

Unable to bear the anticipation, I found myself asking a question without thinking.

“You wouldn’t call this a sweet kiss, would you?”

I didn’t want to believe that the sweet kiss I had been so eagerly awaiting, after being teased and tantalized, would end with just an indirect kiss through sharing a peach liquor.

I am powerless against her, inferior in love experience, and there’s not a single thing I can best Senpai at. It’s pathetic, but like anyone else, I have sexual desires.

My expectations have been raised, and it’s not like I don’t have desires just because it might end with an indirect kiss.

In fact, when it comes to sexual desire, I might even be above average… But I don’t have the courage to make a move on Senpai.

Especially since I don’t yet have the courage to face Senpai’s father, who is said to be strict.

As these thoughts were swirling in my head, Senpai replied.

“Of course not. An indirect kiss is just the beginning. It’s something I do often with everyone.”

“That’s right.”

I replied as if I were satisfied.

Senpai is popular without me having to say it. She’s undeniably beautiful, friendly, considerate, and has a sexy allure that captivates everyone.

It wouldn’t be surprising if she had her fun without me knowing. After all, Senpai is popular.

Even as I tried to convince myself of this, a sense of frustration welled up inside me. I resented myself for not being worthy of Senpai.

I could feel my face stiffening naturally, but it seemed my worries were unfounded.

“Oh, when I say I do it, I mean with my girlfriends, so don’t worry. I’m not doing anything that would make you jealous~”

“I’m not jealous.”

“Let’s just leave it at that.”

Saying this, Senpai stood up from the sofa and once again walked towards the pile of large bags.

Senpai might tease, but she rarely lies, especially not the kind of lie that would hurt me.

Besides, the day after my birthday, before that kiss, Senpai had shed tears over how our relationship would proceed, telling me to “rest assured.”

If that’s the case, I have nothing more to say to Senpai, and there’s no need for jealousy.

I’ll just revel in the sweet kiss we shared.

“But the thing we’re about to do, I’m seriously serious. I’ve never done it with anyone before, so be careful, okay?”

A sweet kiss that she had never even done it before. That only raises my expectations even more.

“…I might not be able to hold back.”

That’s what Senpai said, and I watched her come back with another round of drinks and a certain snack.

“…Pocky?”

With a refill of rich peach liquor, she brought a box of the famous stick-shaped chocolate snack.

Humming a tune almost like a whistle, she returns to the couch where I’m waiting, in high spirits.

I have a bad feeling about this.

Alcohol, Pocky, and a sweet kiss. The conclusion that this is leading to seems pretty clear.

“When you talk about sweet kisses with alcohol, it’s got to start with the Pocky game, right?”

As I feared, my bad feeling was spot on.

Kureha Senpai licks her lips, now coated with the taste of peach liquor.

In front of such a Senpai, my restless feelings only accelerate.

Still, I try to maintain my composure and scheme to create a situation that isn’t too advantageous for Senpai.

“I’ve only just learned about alcohol recently.”

“Shall I teach you everything, step by step?”

“…you don’t need to.”

“You don’t have to pretend to be strong. You can say, ‘I want the too-cute Senpai who’s played the Pocky game with anyone else before to teach me gently.’ It’s okay to say that, you know~?”

“…really, you don’t need to!”

Despite Senpai’s tantalizing verbal assault, I managed to keep my cool. Or at least, I’m trying to.

“You hesitated for a moment, didn’t you?”

It seemed that my attempt to appear calm didn’t fool Senpai.

“Must be your imagination.”

“As usual, you’re trying to cover up the weird parts. It’s okay to be a little spoiled, you know.”

“It’s not like that at all.”

“Sure, sure, let’s just say that’s the case.”