Chapitre 360: [360] Am I Really an Lsp?
Chapter 360: Am I Really an Lsp?
"Being able to live until now is really impressive, Hachiman-kun."
Upon hearing Mafuyu's words, Hachiman raised an eyebrow.
Why does that sound odd? "Being able to live until now is impressive."
But Mafuyu's demeanor was unusual.
With a slight blush on her face and a somewhat unfocused gaze, she seemed far from her usual sharp self.
Is she... drunk?
But she shouldn't have had much to drink, not even finishing the can of beer in her hand.
Is her tolerance really that low? Can Mafuyu not handle alcohol?
With these thoughts, Mafuyu's praise continued.
"Juggling family and academics, Hachiman-kun is truly impressive."
"Taking care of his sister alone, Hachiman-kun is really something."
"Tidying up the room, Hachiman-kun is quite remarkable."
"Knowing how to breathe properly, Hachiman-kun is really something."
"..."
Listening to Mafuyu's increasingly absurd compliments, Hachiman couldn't help but feel frustrated.
What's so remarkable about knowing how to breathe properly? Is that even praiseworthy?
But seeing Mafuyu still intending to pat his head, Hachiman couldn't hold back.
"Please stop patting my head, I'm not a child anymore, Sensei."
Saying this, he gently brushed off Mafuyu's hand.
"Eh..."
Without the support of that hand, Mafuyu swayed slightly, her feet stumbling, and she was on the verge of falling.
Seeing that she couldn't even stand steadily, Hachiman was alarmed and quickly reached out to catch her.
But he was a bit too late, and Mafuyu, losing her balance, ended up sitting directly in his lap.
Huh?
Seeing Mafuyu in his arms, Hachiman couldn't help but feel bewildered.
What's happening here?
Because they were on the beach, both of them weren't wearing much clothing.
Hachiman said nothing, only wearing a pair of shorts from head to toe.
As for Mafuyu, even in the winter, she only wore a shirt on top of her bathing suit.
Not only that, but the Mafuyu in Hachiman's arms was not honest, subtly twitching her body, and Hachiman could clearly feel the exquisite sensations on his thighs.
Ugh... this is a bit stimulating.
The elastic and tactile sensation made him resist the urge to lift his head.
At this time, Mafuyu seemed to have sensed her current state as well, lifting her head and looking at Hachiman angrily.
"You... what are you doing, quickly... let go... of me, I... I'm your teacher."
After speaking, she twisted again in Hachiman's arms.
This is too much.
To calm her down, Hachiman consciously patted her buttocks with his hand.
"Kirisu-sensei, don't move around."
Feeling the abnormal sensations on her buttocks, Mafuyu's body stiffened.
However, what Hachiman didn't expect was that the alcohol had the effect of lowering her IQ, and she actually put on a tearful expression.
"You... you actually hit me?"
Is this considered hitting?
Seeing Mafuyu's expression, Hachiman couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed.
He didn't expect Mafuyu, who had been drinking, to become like this, completely different from her usual serious appearance.
But before he could think more, Mafuyu spoke up.
"I don't care, hurry up and coax me."
Uh...
Hearing this, Hachiman's head was filled with black lines.
You're already so big, and you actually want me to coax you.
Unfortunately, he hadn't even opened his mouth when Mafuyu in his arms spoke up again.
"Coax me, hurry up and coax me."
While speaking, she was also twisting her body in Hachiman's arms.
Mafuyu now looked like a child who was being unreasonable because her demands were not being met.
And as she twisted more and more, the slippery and smooth sensations kept entering Hachiman's head.
The dragon king had awakened.
To avoid any awkward situations, Hachiman had no choice but to gently pat Mafuyu's head, comforting her.
"That's good, Mafuyu-chan is obedient."
Feeling the warm hand on her head, Mafuyu squinted her eyes and instinctively nuzzled against it.
Watching Mafuyu, who resembled a cat, Hachiman couldn't help but find it amusing.
He didn't expect that Sensei, when drunk, could be quite cute.
Continuing to stroke her head, Hachiman glanced around and noticed that the faces of the girls were all somewhat flushed.
And a few of them, including Shizuka and her friends, somehow managed to start drinking again.
Soon, some of the girls who couldn't handle their liquor had already passed out on the ground.
In terms of alcohol tolerance, the schoolgirls naturally couldn't compare to Shizuka and her friends, who frequented izakayas.
At around nine o'clock in the evening, this barbecue party was almost over. By now, most of the girls were sprawled on the tables.
Well, it seemed like it would be up to him to escort them back to their rooms again.
But for now, the first thing he needed to do was to take the intoxicated Sensei in his arms back.
Watching the somewhat dazed Mafuyu in his arms, Hachiman shrugged.
Under the influence of alcohol, Mafuyu's head was gradually becoming adorable.
After informing the girls who were still conscious, Hachiman scooped up Mafuyu's legs and carried her in a princess carry.
It wasn't the first time he had done this; they had played the king game before.
As he held Mafuyu in his arms, she murmured a few times and then, like a pet, nuzzled her head against his chest to find a comfortable position to continue sleeping.
Carrying Mafuyu to the second floor, Hachiman entered her bedroom.
Approaching the bed, Hachiman gently lowered her down, their proximity now quite close. He could even see the fine hairs on Mafuyu's face.
But what naturally captivated him were Mafuyu's enticing cherry lips.
Because she had just eaten barbecue and drank beer, Mafuyu's lips seemed to be coated with lip gloss, reflecting a moist sheen under the lamplight.
Coupled with her exquisitely delicate sleeping face, this tempted Hachiman to lean down slightly and lightly kiss Mafuyu's lips.
They were so soft, like the highest-quality jelly, soft yet with a hint of elasticity.
However, in the next moment, Hachiman suddenly snapped out of it.
Wait, what am I doing?
He realized that he hadn't known Mafuyu for very long, and there was no emotional foundation between them like with the other girls.
Hachiman couldn't help but question why he had wanted to kiss her.
Was it just because she was attractive? Was he really that shallow?
Self-reflecting, Hachiman admitted that he could be fickle, but he wasn't just some indiscriminate player.
However, the recent events made him doubt himself.
Was he really just an Lsp (Love-Struck Puppy)?
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