CH 68

Chapter 68: College Students Are Animals Who Can Make Out While Someone Is Sleeping Next to Them!

TL: Akabane

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It is a common story that a guy who lives near a university takes home a girl from a drinking party. However, in my previous world, I had no such luck. But now I see Igarashi walking next to me. The destination is my home.

"Hey, hey."

"Oh, oh, yes! What is it?"

I've been nervous since a while ago. Igarashi comes to my house. Was the house clean? Or did I leave any goods out that I don't want to be seen? I was worried about that kind of thing.

"Why are you so nervous? Do you have alcohol at your house?"

"We have lots of beer."

"Well, okay."

It seems she still intends to drink. The reason this happened this time was because Mashiba got drunk with alcohol. Igarashi patted Mashiba, who was sleeping on my back.

"But I never thought I'd be going to a guy's house who lives alone. College is really anything goes, isn't it?"

"Well, college gives you a lot of freedom. I mean, isn't the room Hagiri has in Roppongi also the room of a guy who lives alone?"

"Chusho's room? That one, hey. It doesn't look like that. There are always people coming and going, it's too big, and above all, it doesn't feel lived in.

"Igarashi, don't you have any doubts about him having a room like that?"

I had always wondered. Igarashi doesn't seem to mind that Hagiri is so rich. I don't think that's normal. How much does Igarashi know about what Hagiri is doing?

"That room in Roppongi was given to Chusho as a thanks for helping a rich lady. There are a lot of girls around Chusho who have complicated circumstances, and he always did his best to help them. It's amazing, isn't it? Ufufu."

"Why are you acting like a manga character..."

But Hagiri himself is a scoundrel, no matter how you look at it. What in the world is he?

"Tomoe was the same. When I was in junior high school, things at home were a little bad. Chusho worked it out and we became friends! That seemed like a lot of work."

Igarashi is Igarashi, and she takes Hagiri's success as if it were someone else's business. It's all a bit strange and a bit weird. Even though they are in the same situation as the romantic comedy hero and his childhood friend, but something seemed off. While we were chatting, we got to my house.

"Excuse me! Awawa!"

Igarashi slunk into my room without hesitation. I put Mashiba down on the bed. Her color was good, so I didn't have to worry about her puking in her sleep.

"I'm sorry it was so small."

"Oh, no, that's not true. It's rather nice to have Tokiwa so close to me..."

Igarashi sat with her back against the wall. She lightly tapped her hand next to me. Seeing this, I brought a medium bottle of beer from the refrigerator and sat down next to Igarashi. We were so close that our shoulders were touching.

""Kanpai!""

Mashiba is sleeping, so we toast together quietly. The sound from the beer bottle echoed beautifully in the room. And we begin our idle chatter.

--- "I wonder where the line is in linear algebra."

--- "The town of Shibuya is surprisingly three-dimensional."

--- "You know? Koenji has a lot of clothing stores too!"

--- "The ramen shops in Shimokita are surprisingly hot."

--- "I was imitating a striptease at home, and my mom found out and got mad at me!"

--- "I didn't ride my bicycle once when I lived in Sapporo. It was a waste because I couldn't use it in winter."

--- "I said I was from Kichijoji, but they found out I live in Nerima!"

All these inconsequential words come and go, and they pile up. But I love it. Memories of this new room, different from the previous world. The words she speaks are different from before, and I enjoy them.

"That thing you said earlier. I'm glad I did it. If it happens again, call me again. I promise! Fufufu."

"I don't mind. But..."

"But?"

I suddenly remembered what Igarashi had told me earlier at the drinking party. She's never been kissed before. That's what Igarashi said.

"You've never been kissed before, Igarashi?"

I asked Igarashi. Her cheeks reddened a little and her lips pouted.

"Oh, God. You know that, Tokiwa. You're mean to me, aren't you?"

"Because I've been hurt, so I don't count."

"Because that was... Yes, it's from a girl, so it doesn't count. I mean, it has to be from a boy to be counted."

"Right. Then...how about this...?"

I put my hand on Igarashi's cheek and gently took her lips.

"...Oh...I'm...done..."

Igarashi's hand overlaps with my hand on her cheek.

"Ah. I've let my guard down. It's no good, like this..."

I said so, but Igarashi's fingers and mine intertwine with each other.

"Tokiwa...no. Because I...nn..."

Before she could say anything else, I kissed her again. Igarashi's cheeks turn red and her eyes get wet. I'm sure my face is the same.

"I told you no. It's terrible. I am. Tokiwa. I can't do it. Because...no...chuu...nn."

I kiss her again. Igarashi's other hand is behind my back.

"No, no. I can't do this...no...because...because...I...nn! Chuu...oh."

I gently push Igarashi down. She doesn't refuse. I cover her up and kiss her. This time, I peck her lips. A little harder than before.

"I told you no. You always cheat, Tokiwa. Always pretending not to know, always always...ah...ah...nn."

Just teasing her fingers is not enough. This time I also put my tongue in her mouth. At first she was confused. But soon her tongue is entwined with mine. There is only a wet sound in the room. Our lips part and there's a bridge of saliva between our mouths.

"Oh...I shouldn't...but it's so much...it's probably too late...Tokiwa...you'll fall into the same place as me... Even if I tell you no, you won't listen to me. Are you okay with that?"

Falling away. Drunk with momentum. Even though I know how it ends, my body still wants the woman named Igarashi Ririse. The next time this girl hurts me, it will probably break my soul, not my heart. And yet, I cannot stop.

"I know I'm no good from the start..."

I guess that's what I'm really thinking. I know it's no good. I know I'm screwed up, but I'm still attracted to her. I didn't want to talk any more. If I talked, I would have to think about something. If I thought about it, I would end up in a cul-de-sac. If I was going to fall into a cul-de-sac, I wanted something softer and sweeter. So I violently take Igarashi's lips. I stroke her head with my tongue.

"...nn! ....Chuu... ah! ...nnn..."

Igarashi's hands go behind my back. We both lie there, breathing out roughly and stroking each other's bodies. But that doesn't stop us anymore. I run my hands over her clothes. I unbutton her shirt one by one and roll up her skirt...

"Nn...Riri...where...? ...mmm..."

Mashiba's voice echoed from the bed, and we both shivered. We quickly fixed each other's disheveled clothes and quickly moved away from each other. Then Igarashi went over to Mashiba's side.

"Tomoe. I'm here. Are you okay?"

"Ugh...maybe I'm not okay...ugh!"

With a very pale face, Mashiba held her mouth with both hands. This is bad.

"...Tokiwa...I'm going to use the bathroom..."

"...Yeah... Please go ahead..."

The tone of our voices was cold. Igarashi immediately takes Mashiba to the restroom, and the sound of gurgling echoes through the room. And after a while, Mashiba and Igarashi returned from the bathroom.

"...I'm sorry for the trouble...thank you for taking care of me..."

Mashiba, refreshed after vomiting, seemed to understand the situation and bowed toward me.

"Oh. You should be grateful until you die. Until death. Until you die. Don't ever forget it until you die. Seriously."

"That's right. Tomoe has to be grateful to death until she dies. Nah. Don't forget to be thankful enough to die."

I definitely looked scared and Igarashi looked very unhappy.

"Why are you both so demanding! I'm sorry! Please forgive me!"

Mashiba apologized to us to death. Then she smelled of vomit, so I ordered her to go to the bathroom.

"I guess I'm cursed after all."

Igarashi muttered with a forlorn look on her face and looked up at her beer. And soon Mashiba came out of the bath. I threw the puke-smelling clothes into the washing machine and gave Mashiba some of my loungewear to put on properly.

"...Can I borrow your bath too?"

"...Yes. Go ahead..."

"Also, I'm going to change my clothes, but I'd like the jersey Ayashiro wore too. Thank you."

"How do you know that?"

Igarashi headed for the bathroom. Her back is clearly filled with an aura of "I'm in a bad mood." she must be taking it out on me! It's Igarashi's way of taking it out on me!

"Why are you in such a bad mood, Riri? Did you do something? You'll get me in trouble if you do something strange!"

It's your fault! How much easier would it be if I could just say that. I ignored Mashiba's comment and prepared my jersey and left it in the changing room. In the end, Igarashi and Mashiba slept on the bed, and I slept on the floor. Naturally, the day passed without any exciting events. I was too much of a college student to take home an event. But I couldn't forget the sweetness of the kiss.