Sweet Cohabitation Romcom With My Senior Girlfriend and Alcohol Starts At Twenty - Volume 1 Chapter 7.8

Love Calls

“it’s fine as long as you understand.”

Removing her hood and revealing her silver hair, Yuu remained her usual self, even over the video call.

Each gesture she made was somehow reassuring.

Ah… it’s the same old best friend, I thought.

And the next words she said were also typical of her.

“So, I have a question for Takashi, who seems to be enjoying his revenge on his girlfriend.”

“Please stop phrasing it like that. It’s not wrong, but just… please don’t do that.”

Caught off guard by her words, I suddenly switched to polite speech.

Unperturbed, my silver-haired friend smiled at me through the video call.

“What should I do? Should I entice Kureha-san to cook, or should I make the food and feed Kureha-san?”

I hadn’t seen my friend’s mischievous face in detail before, usually hidden under her hood.

She narrowed her eyes, giving me a sharp look as if she had spotted her prey.

She even put her index finger to the corner of her small lips, adding a touch of mischievousness.

I wasn’t foolish enough to miss the true intention behind Yuu’s words despite the act.

“I’d like Yuu-chan to cook for me~”

“Senpai, please be quiet for a moment. I need to think seriously.”

“Muu… When you look at me with such serious eyes, it makes my heart race…”

“What you’re saying is that you’re consulting your desires, right?”

Kureha Senpai melted with a look of ecstasy, while Yuu wore an expression of exasperation as I ignored my girlfriend’s words.

In the midst of this, I pondered deeply.

Should I let the drunken Kureha Senpai cook, or should I have the still-composed Yuu make the meal?

Should I continue my revenge on Senpai, or should I go along with Yuu’s rhythm?

I was torn with indecision.

Amidst my contemplation, I was further troubled by the friendly exchanges between Kureha Senpai and Yuu, such as

“Nngh… smells good…”

“Hey… stop it with the alcohol smell!!”

“It’s peach liquor, it’s not that strong…!”

After much deliberation, I reached a conclusion.

“Alright, Yuu. Please get Kureha Senpai to head to the kitchen.”

“Alright. So Takashi wants to see the useless Kureha Senpai, huh? You have peculiar tastes~”

“That’s part of it, but…”

“But…? What else?”

“I also want to see how flustered you get, Yuu.”

It was a decision to observe both.

“You should be looking at your girlfriend, not me!!!”

Little did I know that Yuu would be furious with me afterward.

***

“Mmm… the smell of bonito flakes is so nice. It kind of makes me want to strip. Can I take off my clothes?”

“Of course not, please keep your clothes on. Otherwise, the pervert on the other side of the screen will see everything.”

“Mmm, I wouldn’t mind being seen, though~?”

“Both members of the couple were perverts, huh?”

I was misled by Kureha Senpai’s wild claims.

Moreover, through Yuu’s anxious voice on the phone, it became clear that those words were quite serious for Senpai.

As if to add to that, the phrase “I wouldn’t mind being seen” came up.

My judgment, already skewed by living with Senpai, conjured up the image of Kureha Senpai slowly undressing in my mind.

With a gentle release of her clothes, the laid-back Kureha Senpai smiled slyly, imagining me blushing in embarrassment, becoming bolder—

Even in front of Yuu, she doesn’t stop teasing me—

My head is completely filled with my beloved Senpai. I’m totally immersed in thoughts of Kureha.

Of course, I can’t let Yuu realize that, so I have to bluff.

“Wait a minute, I’m not a pervert.”

“Even though you leaned your face so close to the screen when Senpai was about to strip?”

“…You saw that?”

“I tried to bait you, but you really did lean in. That’s seriously off-putting.”

“Ugh…”

Just like that, it was embarrassingly confirmed that I was a pervert.

Yuu’s gaze felt cold.

What I had previously sensed only through words and behavior, I now felt through her gaze and expression, so the destructive power was immense.

But Kureha Senpai, unconcerned with my feelings, continued to act in her own way.

“So, what have you been doing all this time, Senpai? You’ve been rustling around behind me for a while now.”

“Eh, I’m just wearing a naked apron?”

“Naked apron…?!”

Thud…!

I involuntarily leaned forward and shake the table vigorously.

That’s how shocking the words Kureha Senpai uttered were.

Rather than being shocking—it was as if the fantasy I had been restraining before was now accelerating.

She’s probably smirking with satisfaction right now, grinning at the thought of teasing me.

A single piece of cloth draped over her chest to protect it from oil splatters?

Naturally, since she mentioned a naked apron, her back would be completely defenseless. The image of her white back spread through my mind.

Even though there’s no point in doing this, I imagine poking Senpai’s back.

As I remember the soft sensation, I hear Senpai’s seductive voice in my head,

“Hyah…! Uuh…nn!”

The image of Senpai’s face when she’s naked crosses my mind, and I find myself wanting to hear more of Senpai’s seductive voice.

What would be next after her back?

Her nape? Her chest? Or perhaps something that I had just glimpsed through her jeans this morning.

Just as I’m about to reach out towards my lover’s trembling bottom, which seems like it would crush if touched…

“Hey, you pervert.”

I’m snapped back to reality by the stern voice of my best friend, Yuu.

“I’m not a pervert!”

I’m not angry about being brought back to reality.

In fact, I almost want to thank her for it. But that’s a separate issue.

I am definitely not a pervert.