In the blink of an eye, the week of the university festival had arrived.
Currently, a kouhai of mine was occupying my living room and looking back and forth between the computer and receipts in a hurry.
The kouhai was none other than Suzune Mitoma.
Although she is a pitiful junior who still had a lot of things left to complete even though she had confessed to her crush recently, I took responsibility and invited her to my house.
“Ugh… Senpai!! I can’t finish this!!”
“Sigh… Honestly.”
I couldn’t help but let out a sigh at her pitiful voice pleading for my help. I had already told her to get her work done properly. After all, I had been working hard to manage the club for the university festival while struggling with various problems since the confession incident. However, Mitoma-san had been suggesting to play around or to eat out together at a restaurant, even making me go to that maid cafe which I thought I’d never go to again in the past week.
I thought I’d be devoured again, but I managed to get through it somehow, and now here we are, without any progress in our love life. Unfortunately, or rather predictably, Mitoma-san had not fulfilled her duties as the club management staff for the university festival.
Technically, Mitoma-san had been active as the secretary, but since secretaries were also supposed to act as the coordinator for the club’s activities, we had asked Shiina-san to replace Mitoma-san in that role. Therefore, Mitoma-san’s current position was as the club’s treasurer.
Her job is to compare receipts from the expenses (50,000 yen provided by the university’s cultural festival executive committee and 20,000 yen contributed by the club members) for the university festival, organize them in a clear manner using Excel sheets, and submit them to the executive committee.
However, she hadn’t finished any of it because she had been playing with me all the time.
“—Ugh, this is so unfair.”
“It’s not unfair… If you had done your job properly from the beginning, we wouldn’t be in this situation.”
By the way, the deadline is 6 p.m. today.
And the current time is 3 p.m.
In other words, there are three hours left. However, we had to print it out and submit it, which included the time to go to the university and complete the procedures, which was roughly two and a half hours.
Well, you might think that there were still more than two hours left, but the difficult part of this job was not just jotting down the receipts, we had to categorize and organize them carefully according to the type and amount. Moreover, we were required to use Excel this year, and since there was no established format, we had to create everything from scratch.
If there were any mistakes pointed out, we would have to resubmit it within today, so we practically had very little time left.
“P-Please help me…”
“I have my own work to do, you know? Besides, I was supposed to call the contractors today to decide where to install the equipment and have a meeting with the executive committee to discuss the details…”
“Well, it’s a job that I was told to do by Mura, but either way, it’s my job.”
“Y-You don’t have to be that kind…”
“Then what do you want? Do you want me to do something for you?”
“I-I want you to help me…senpai.”
“Just because you’re trying to act cute, doesn’t mean I’ll do it for you.”
“Ugh…”
“Hey.”
“What is it?”
“…Seriously, you’re so clumsy in these things…”
Even after being told this, the kouhai continued to stare at the computer screen with a look of frustration. I can’t tell if she likes me or not with her words and actions, even after being told straight to the face.
However, I’m not so heartless as to do nothing just because she is sulking. If she cares for me so much, then I have a responsibility to respond.
“So, is everything okay?”
“It’s not okay…”
“Well then, you can go ahead and rely on me.”
“But… earlier…”
“I said that because I wanted you to understand. Anyway, if you understand it now, then I’ll help you. There’s no point in me refusing now.”
“……!”
“Hey, what’s going on?!”
When I squatted down beside her, Mitoma-san suddenly looked up and clinged to me like a koala. The sweet scent of fabric softener mixed with shampoo wafted and tickled my nose. Additionally, her ample b*****s pressed against my stomach is gently warm and that sensation stirring something inside of me.
“S-Senpai~ You’re amazingly hard… shall we just do it?”
“—I already told you we’re not doing anything like that!!”
“Ugh!”
“S-Sorry! Are you okay?!”
With a forceful push, Mitoma-san fell backwards onto the sofa as she leaned against it and looked at me with teary eyes.
“Wha… What are you doing, senpai? It’s not okay to touch my b*****s like that!” she exclaimed.
“Huh?” I replied, taken aback.
Looking down, I realized that my right hand had inadvertently clutched her b*****s and surprisingly my hand sunk in it.
“What the…?”
“Ahn~!”
She squealed, and a soft, marshmallow-like sensation flooded my hand. Suddenly, an extremely heavenly voice echoed in my ear.
“Hey, wait… s-senpai, it’s my first time, so please be more gentle…” she said, her cheeks flushed and hot due to embarrassment.
I swallowed hard, captivated by her melted and blurry gaze which showed the lust she carried for me.
“D-Don’t misunderstand it, I wasn’t trying to do anything naughty to you….”.
“After doing all that, you’re just going to run away?” she retorted.
“What? No…”
Uh oh.
I was getting overwhelmed by the situation, and couldn’t find the words to reply to her. However…
**Bzzt!** *Bzzt!** *Bzzt!**
Our shoulders twitched at the same time, and she looked disappointed as we separated. It seemed that it was an alarm on her smartphone, indicating that we had only two hours left. Ironically, it was her phone that saved me from an awkward moment.