Sweet Cohabitation Romcom With My Senior Girlfriend and Alcohol Starts At Twenty - Volume 1 Chapter 7.9

Love Calls

“Your expression gives it all away, pervert.”

Even as I deny it, Yuu calls me a pervert again with a sharp look in her eyes.

However, there’s something else that’s bothering me.

“Gives it all away… what does?”

It’s as if Yuu can see right through me, knowing exactly what I was thinking.

Naturally, I’m dying to know.

“What do you mean? You were obviously imagining Senpai in a naughty pose, weren’t you?”

It seemed that Yuu had seen right through me.

She had called me a pervert, fully aware of it, without knowing how much I struggle on a daily basis.

“Listen, Yuu. What happened earlier was beyond my control.”

“Oh really? I’m not expecting much, but do go on.”

“It’s going to be my first time seeing Kureha Senpai in a naked apron. So naturally, I was curious about it? And this morning, she was naked and started attacking me while I was sleeping—it was quite the ordeal, you know?”

“How lively you two are…”

“It’s all Senpai’s doing. She’s the one who went out of control…”

Strange.

I was only trying to explain myself, but Yuu’s gaze was becoming even more severe. I might be mistaken for a monkey.

I needed to explain myself better… but before I could think further…

“Still, you were all excited, weren’t you~?”

Senpai dropped a bombshell, one that I couldn’t possibly defend against.

“You two…”

“No… wait!? How does Senpai even know about that!?”

“Hmm, I just had a feeling~?”

“Even if you had a feeling, you don’t have to say it out loud!! Do you see how Yuu is looking at me right now?!”

“First, get your face away from the screen! How long are you going to keep showing me that perverted face?”

“Ah… sorry…”

I was only trying to explain myself.

Moreover, I just wanted to see Senpai cooking over a video call.

Why is it that even though we’re apart, I always end up being tossed around by Senpai…

Yet, as I think about it, instead of disliking Senpai, I find myself thinking about her more and more. It must be because I’m too far gone in love with Senpai—Kureha.

As I snapped back from my daydream, the two words that Senpai once uttered came to mind.

Even though they should still be far off in the future.

“Okay, it’s done.”

“Muu… I took it off to make Takashi-kun happy…”

“Then at least do it in your own house. Have some consideration for me who has to see it.”

“Okay…”

Yuu scolded her, and Kureha Senpai, while complaining, started to put her clothes back on.

I could only confirm this through the call, but it was easy to imagine Senpai pouting with her cheeks puffed out.

Her sulky, glaring eyes like a puffed-up blowfish.

Perhaps it was the influence of my earlier fantasy that led me to such unnecessary imaginings.

“And you, the pervert, don’t make such a disappointed face. You’re not a pervert, right?”

“Can you please stop calling me a pervert!?”

“Then don’t make a face that looks like a pervert. Why are you disappointed when she’s getting dressed? You should be relieved, right?”

“Ugh…”

Because I was aware of it, I couldn’t say anything back to Yuu’s spot-on remark.

“I like Takashi-kun even when he’s being a pervert~”

“Senpai, please be quiet for a bit. It’s complicating things, and frankly, your lovey-dovey talk is annoying.”

Senpai’s attempt to back me up was futile, swept away by Yuu’s irritation. Or rather, was it my imagination that Senpai’s words only increased Yuu’s annoyance?

I don’t think it’s just my imagination. Before I started dating Senpai, every time someone gushed about their love life, I found it sweet but also felt a tinge of jealousy.

Yuu must be feeling something similar right now.

Of course, even when dealing with Senpai, there are times when I want to dismiss it all as “annoying.”

But Senpai herself doesn’t seem to mind being brushed off.

“Just continue with the cooking, will you? We’ve only got the miso soup ready.”

“Don’t worry so much~. I found just the thing in the fridge~”

“Well, as long as it’s fine with you…”

She’s always so laid-back. Rummaging through someone else’s fridge without any hesitation.

“I’m worried… not just about the cooking, but I can’t shake the feeling that she’s going to slip up in some other way…”

Despite how much I trust Yuu, seeing Senpai’s overly relaxed expression through the camera fills me with anxiety.

I’m even worried she might start a fire.

However, reality is different from my fears.

Far from causing a fire, there’s no screaming, no clumsy Senpai cutting her finger and whimpering, “Oww… it hurts…”

Through the phone, I see the serious side of my lover, which I usually only glimpse from behind.

Every time I see it, my heart flutters uncontrollably. It’s a side of her I’m not used to.

Today, my heart is fluttering even more than usual.

I’m sure it’s not just the alcohol.

“You’re quite skilled, aren’t you?”

“Well, my mom made sure to teach me properly back at home.”

“I see, that explains it.”

Chop, chop, rhythmically cutting the daikon into large pieces.

The peeled skin is quickly soaked in water, and the daikon itself goes into the pot.

Thanks to Yuu’s thoughtful arrangement, I can see every move Senpai makes.

Her skill is not just that of an amateur, it’s like watching a professional chef at work.

It’s almost like being shown a documentary about a cook.

But still, those hands belong to Senpai.

“Every day! every day! thinking of Takashi-kun makes time fly by~”

As she says this, the familiar rhythm of her knife is comforting to my ears.

It’s the sound that greets me first thing in the morning.

The sound that accompanies Senpai’s “Good morning~” as I open the door to find her waiting.

It’s a sound that has become essential to my life, one that would make me feel strange without.

“Kureha Senpai…”

Before I know it, I’m calling out to my beloved.

Without any particular reason, just wanting to call out to her. My feelings just keep swelling.

“Every day would be filled with happiness if I married Kureha…”

Once I start to realize this, I can’t stop, and I blurt out something outrageous.