I Possessed the Villain in a Romantic Comedy Game – Chapter 191

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Nekorune
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An hour after we sat down, Miyuki’s table had one glass with half a highball left and another empty glass next to it.

And she was staring intently at me, her head tilted slightly.

“…”

Her half-closed, hazy eyes and flushed face.

The combination of these two elements created a unique charm in Miyuki’s appearance.

Her gaze was so lewd that I sometimes thought it wouldn’t be bad to have a drink with Miyuki.

Should we drink alone in the room during the school trip, without worrying about others?

Miyuki with her inhibitions lifted… just imagining it made me aroused.

“What are you staring at so intently?”

To my question, as I kept my eyes on Miyuki, she tilted her head to the other side and replied,

“You were looking at me first, Matsuda-kun.”

So she wasn’t so drunk that her tongue was twisted.

I wanted to see Miyuki acting cute with a nasal voice, but that would have to wait for another time. We would have to sit here for a long time even after Chinami arrived, so I couldn’t let her get any drunker.

“No I wasn’t.”

“Yes you were?”

“Was I?”

“Yup.”

What did it matter who looked first? As long as it felt good.

I picked up some boiled edamame, which came as a complimentary appetizer, brought it to Miyuki’s lips, and said,

“Here.”

“Why are you trying to feed me various things since a while ago?”

“You’ll get less drunk if you eat.”

“I’m not drunk.”

I had never seen anyone who said that and was actually not drunk.

I held back the words that were about to come out and pushed the edamame further forward, and Miyuki opened her mouth wide and swallowed the tip of the edamame.

It was nice to see her meekly accepting the food.

From now on, I thought I might try to make Miyuki act prim and proper by giving her just enough alcohol to get tipsy whenever she whined.

Miyuki giggled, seemingly finding the salty beans delicious.

As I continued to converse with her, showing various expressions, losing track of time,

*buzz-!*

My phone on the table vibrated, and I checked the caller.

It was a call from Chinami. She seemed to have arrived at the location I sent earlier.

I fed Miyuki edamame one more time, then pressed the call button and brought the phone to my ear.

“Where are you?”

-I’m here. Is it the place that looks gloomy inside?

“That’s right. Just open the door, tell the staff you’ve come to meet friends, and come straight in. There are a lot of people, but it shouldn’t be hard to find us.”

-Ok…!

Along with her disciplined reply, I heard her panting, catching her breath.

She seemed nervous. I didn’t know if it was because it was her first time at a drinking establishment, or because she was facing Miyuki and me in a three-way meeting, but… her nervousness made me nervous too.

If she was too stiff, the surrounding atmosphere might become rigid, so I needed to soothe her well.

-Then I’ll go in…! If you see me, please raise your hand.

“Alright.”

I hung up the phone and watched the entrance of the bar.

Soon after, the door opened with a jingle, and Chinami, her face half-covered by a large scarf, entered the store.

Was this the real deal? I shouldn’t let my guard down too much and should observe the atmosphere carefully as I act.

Thinking so, I stood up so Chinami could easily find our table and waved my hand towards her, who was looking around.

“Hello, Hanazawa-kouhai.”

Miyuki, with a bright face, smiled widely and greeted Chinami, who was always polite.

“Hello, senpai. Please have a seat.”

Miyuki moved her seat inwards and patted the spot next to her.

Chinami bowed her head in gratitude, then sat there, her eyes bolting in every direction. Judging by her expression, she seemed a bit stiff, as if she was wondering if she should be there.

I placed a small plate in front of Chinami and asked,

“Did the captain go home?”

“Oh, yes.”

“Did she say anything in particular?”

“Hmm… She didn’t say anything specific, but she told me to definitely contact her if anything happened.”

She let Chinami go quite easily, then. If she had known that the three of us were planning to go to a hotel, she would have raged and stopped us, wouldn’t she?

Next time, I might even try a foursome with Renka.

“I see. Next time, let’s call the captain too and hang out, the four of us.”

“Oh, would that be alright?”

“Of course.”

“How about you, Hanazawa-kouhai? Is it alright with you?”

To Chinami’s cautious question, Miyuki, who had been silently listening to the conversation, replied,

“That sounds good. I’m usually close with Inoo-senpai anyway…”

“That’s a relief.”

Although they were talking and laughing, there was definitely an awkward atmosphere.

Miyuki must have felt conflicted because she had to go to a hotel with Chinami, and Chinami must have felt sorry for intruding on Miyuki’s date with me.

I had to somehow circulate this heavy air.

I opened the menu and pointed to the ice cream picture in the far corner.

“Would you like some ice cream? There’s also peach flavor.”

“Oh, sure…! That’s very tempting…!”

Perhaps Miyuki found Chinami’s unique innocent yet old-fashioned way of speaking, and her eyes lighting up at the mention of peach, amusing?

Miyuki suddenly let out a pleasant chuckle.

In a normal situation, she would have just brushed it off, but since she was tipsy and her tension was high, everything seemed amusing.

In any case, thanks to Miyuki’s actions, Chinami also relaxed and her lips curled upwards.

Relieved, I called the waiter and ordered beer, glasses, and ice cream, then placed an appetizer onto Chinami’s plate.

“Thank you, Matsuda-kouhai.”

“You’re welcome. Enjoy your meal.”

“Excuse me, but would it be okay if I only ate a little bit of this? Renka and I ate until our stomachs got full, so I don’t have much room left to enjoy all of this.”

It was funny how she took an empty compliment seriously.

By the way, “our stomachs got full…” that sounded somewhat suggestive.

“Don’t worry about it. Do as you wish.”

“Thanks. But did Hanazawa-kouhai drink a lot?”

Chinami’s question was seemingly encouraged by Miyuki’s recent laughter. Miyuki touched her flushed cheek and retorted,

“Why? Is my face very red?”

“It’s quite red. You’ve become a ripe peach.”

Usually, in such cases, wouldn’t we say she looked like a ripe persimmon or an apple?

This was a very Chinami-like observation.

“Really? I only drank about one and a half glasses…”

“If you’re a little tipsy, I’ll give you some peach juice.”

“Peach juice…? Did you bring that?”

“Yes. Matsuda-kouhai said he wanted to drink beer today, so I brought it. Just a moment…”

Chinami opened her cross bag with Momo-chan’s face on it and took out three packs of peach juice. Then she placed them in front of me and Miyuki and said,

“It’s good for hangovers, so drink it all up.”

As we answered yes and thank you and drank the peach juice, the staff brought the beer and placed it on the table.

After finishing the sweet juice, I opened the beer with a bottle opener and poured it into an empty glass half-filled with ice.

Then I held the body of the glass and offered it to Chinami, who politely held the bottom and handle of the glass with both hands.

“Thank you, Matsuda-kouhai.”

“You’re welcome. Shall we toast?”

“Oh, yes.”

I could see the glass in Chinami’s hand trembling slightly.

Was she back to feeling a little tense?

I hoped the alcohol would help a little.

Thinking so, I clinked glasses with Miyuki, who held her glass with a smiling face, and then with Chinami.

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“Hmm hmm. It’s delicious. The appetizers are very tasty.”

Chinami was using chopsticks with a flushed face.

Her mouth was constantly moving, so much so that the appetizers visibly decreased quickly.

It is common for everyone to experience an increase in appetite after drinking alcohol.

Her eating habits were cute.

“Mmm…! This is amazing! It’s on-par with a specialized restaurant…!”

Chinami’s exclamation after tasting the newly ordered karaage.

Miyuki, who had been looking hazy-eyed, then said,

“Senpai, if you overeat, you’re going to have a hard time…”

Her words were starting to sound slurred. Proof that she was very drunk.

It was natural, considering she had drunk about four glasses of highball, which had a relatively high alcohol content.

And in Chinami’s case… she was similarly drunk to Miyuki.

Even considering that Chinami had drunk about half a highball in the middle, Miyuki’s alcohol tolerance was much higher.

Was her liver not feeling well? I wondered if I should give her persimmon juice instead of peach juice.

The awkward atmosphere that had remained until just a moment ago had now completely vanished.

Miyuki and Chinami were strengthening their friendship by talking about personal matters.

I occasionally chatted amiably with the two of them while discreetly checking my phone.

It was almost 10 o’clock. If we spent any more time here, the threesome might not happen… So we should leave soon.

Having made my decision, I opened my mouth when their conversation paused for a moment.

“Shall we get up now?”

Then Chinami’s eyes widened.

“Oh? Already?”

“It’s a noisy place, so I’m planning to move to a quieter location.”

“Oh… I thought you meant this was over…”

Seeing her say such things, she must have really liked this place.

“Oh no, the night is still young.”

“Ah…! I see. Then let’s get up.”

So we got up, paid the bill, and stepped out onto the cold Christmas street.

“Waaah… It’s so cold…!”

Chinami, who had wrapped her scarf tightly, clutched her arms.

The heat was radiating from her body due to the alcohol, making her feel the cold more intensely.

Miyuki was also trembling, though she tried to act composed.

I properly tied their scarves and pointed to a ryokan-like hotel nearby. It was a place I had reserved in advance while they were talking.

“Shall we go in there and have a few more drinks?”

“There…? Ah…! A hotel…!”

“Yes. How about it?”

“I’d like to hang out in a quiet place… Sounds good.”

If it had been the usual Chinami, she would have been very embarrassed imagining strange things, but since she had been drinking, it seemed she was fine with anything.

Unlike Chinami, who was looking around and giggling innocently, Miyuki’s expression was slightly stiff. She was probably imagining what would happen in the hotel.

Taking advantage of the moment when Chinami was looking around and giggling, I neatly smoothed Miyuki’s slightly sticking-up hair.

“Shall we go?”

“…Yeah.”

What would happen next? Now that the situation was upon us, I couldn’t predict it at all.

It would be difficult to carry the harmonious atmosphere of the drinking session all the way to the bed.

Still, it was an undeniable fact that the drinking session helped a lot… I would use this as a stepping stone and try my best.

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