I Possessed the Villain in a Romantic Comedy Game – Chapter 203

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Nekorune
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The accommodation our academy booked was a traditional Japanese inn with a hot spring. It was an expensive place, but typical of a prestigious academy such as Yeboni, they were generous.

Upon arriving in Hokkaido, we took the waiting bus to the accommodation, and then received our room keys according to Miyuki’s and the vice class president’s instructions.

“When you go out, you have to leave your key at the reception desk. Remember that and don’t lose it. Unpack your bags and gather here again in an hour.”

Miyuki, handing me a key and giving kind explanations. I exchanged glances with her and quietly said,

“Who’s your roommate?”

“Miho.”

“Who’s that again?”

“You don’t even know the names of your classmates? Anyway… the rest is up to you, Matsuda-kun. Give me the spare key during free time.”

“Understood.”

I grinned, showing my teeth to Miyuki, then pretended to ask something at the counter and received the key to the room I had separately booked. Afterwards, I entered the room I would be falsely staying in.

My roommate was the plump kid who had been a great shield in front of me before we changed seats. I gave him a brief greeting as he had already arrived, then tossed my bag down and quickly washed up. Afterwards, I lay sprawled on the tatami mat, spent time talking with the plump kid or chatting with Chinami, and then, as the meeting time approached, I went out to the lobby.

I approached Tetsuya, who was carefully examining the Hokkaido tourist pamphlets in the lobby, and asked,

“What are you doing?”

“I was just checking if there was anything to see. What are you doing today? They said it’s free time right away.”

“How much free time are they giving us?”

“Until dinner… so about three hours left.”

“Really? Then I guess I’ll just walk around or warm up in the hot spring. What are you doing?”

“Me? They said there’s a scenic observatory nearby, so I’m planning to go there.”

Saying that, Tetsuya glanced at Miyuki, who was coming down the stairs of the accommodation. She was talking with her friends with a smiling face. She looked really cute with her carefully picked clothes and wearing a beanie.

“Really? Alright.”

“They say we’re going to a ski resort tomorrow… Do you know Miyuki is really good at skiing?”

I know, why wouldn’t I, you bastard. And it’s not that she’s incredibly good at skiing, but rather better than average, so stop exaggerating. I, pretending to know nothing, widened my eyes and said,

“She’s good at skiing?”

“Yeah. Miyuki goes to the ski resort with her family every winter, consistently.”

“I didn’t know that. Are you good at it?”

“I’m not good at it, but I know how to ski. I’ve gone with Miyuki’s family sometimes.”

I didn’t like that he seemed to be emphasizing how close he was with Miyuki’s family. Of course, it might have just been a pure-hearted answer to a question, but considering Tetsuya, who harbored ulterior motives, that probably wasn’t the case.

“How about you? Are you good at it?”

At Tetsuya’s next question, I shook my head and replied,

“I’ve never tried it.”

“Really? This is a good opportunity to learn from an instructor. It’s really fun, so you’ll like it.”

I was going to learn from Miyuki… He was unnecessarily pretending to care. I ended the conversation by lightly tapping the back of the guy who was doing all the talking and playing by himself, then quietly moved when Miyuki told everyone to gather.

“Miyuki, do you want to go sightseeing at the observatory with the kids? They say there’s a nice place nearby.”

Tetsuya approached Miyuki, who had just finished getting some instructions from the homeroom teacher, and said that. I, who was practically lying on the lobby sofa, perked up my ears and listened to their conversation.

“Sorry. I have some things to do.”

“Things to do?”

“Yeah. I need to call the teacher and the ski resort to check if the equipment we’re renting is all there. And kids who aren’t going outside might have questions and look for me, so I think I need to stay put for now.”

“Ah… I see. That’s a shame.”

“Yeah, I’m kinda disappointed too. Let’s go later if we have time.”

“Alright. Is there anything I can help with?”

“It’s fine. It’s a rare trip, so you should enjoy it a lot.”

“It pains me a little that you can’t enjoy it.”

“I’ll be having a blast from tomorrow too. Don’t worry and go.”

“I will. Shall I send you some pictures?”

“Yeah, that’d be great.”

“Then I’ll go?”

“Yeah. Have fun and be careful.”

Tetsuya, waving his hand gloomily, left the inn with his two friends. Still, he did make friends. I thought he would go out alone, looking pathetic. I didn’t know whether to call it a relief or not.

“Matsuda-kun, what are you going to do now?”

Miyuki’s question, as she had approached and sat opposite me. I let out a long yawn and replied,

“I’m going to be with you.”

“I’m just going to stay here quietly.”

“I’ll stay quiet too, then.”

Miyuki’s lips stretched into a wide smile. She seemed happy that I would be with her. Seeing her delighted expression, my mood, which had been spoiled by Tetsuya, began to improve again.

It was even admirable how she kept Tetsuya at a distance and kept me close. Him treating that guy well was a bit annoying, but he was a childhood friend she had known for over 15 years… so that reaction was probably natural. I would make her draw a clear line soon, though.

Miyuki, who moved to sit right next to me, asked,

“Matsuda-kun, what will you ride when we go to the ski resort?”

“Whatever you ride.”

“Then do you want to snowboard?”

“Are you good at it?”

“I just know how to ride it, that’s all.”

She was being humble, pretending not to be good at snowboarding even though she was, though not as much as skiing. I wondered what our Miyuki couldn’t do? I was curious.

“Then teach me. I’ve never tried it.”

“Really? Not even once? Haven’t you been to a ski resort with friends?”

“No.”

“Really…? Then I’ll teach you well.”

Miyuki’s eyes suddenly seemed to burn with enthusiasm. I didn’t seriously want to be taught how to snowboard; I just wanted to have a sweet date with Miyuki… Her saying that made it seem like she would actually just give me lessons.

“Oh, and give me the key.”

Miyuki, seeing that there were hardly any people around, extended her hand to me. I took out the key to the reserved room from my pocket and placed it on her palm. At that, Miyuki’s face flushed red, and she quickly put the key in her pocket.

“What time should I go…?”

“Well. I’m not sure, but wouldn’t around nine or ten be appropriate? Let’s agree that whoever goes first will leave a message.”

“Okay…”

“Are you excited?”

“What are you talking about…”

Miyuki, snorting as if it were absurd, spread her thumb and forefinger and placed them on my chin. And then she began to shake my face from side to side. I chuckled at her sudden action and asked,

“What are you doing?”

“Just because.”

She used to flinch even when holding hands in deserted places, but now she was openly taking the initiative in showing affection. She couldn’t help but be adorable.

“I’m going to call the ski resort in a little while, will you help me?”

“How can I help?”

“You need to ask if the wear and accessories are all ready, and count the number of boards and skis.”

“Can’t you just ask over the phone?”

“Write it down next to me.”

“Alright.”

“Try to write neatly.”

“You can still read it even if I write messily.”

“Still.”

“Alright. Stop nagging…”

“Why do you think this is nagging? Aren’t you twisting things a little too much?”

“That’s just how I am.”

“No, you’re not?”

“Yes, I am.”

“No, you’re not.”

Ah… Even just having such trivial conversations filled me with love. It was so enjoyable that I could confidently say it was a very satisfying trip, even if I were to return to the academy right now.

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There wasn’t much to do on the first day. After a short free time, we had dinner and then relaxed from the fatigue of the journey, and that was it.

I had bought some sake separately to drink in the room later and was lounging around in the warm room until night fell, when I heard an announcement for attendance, and got up my weary body.

Afterwards, I opened the sliding door and stood at the entrance with the plump kid. All the students in the boys’ accommodation were wearing yukata. They seemed to be trying to enjoy the hot spring and the feeling of being in a Japanese traditional inn to the fullest. Of course, I was no different, so I had nothing much to say.

Before long, the homeroom teacher came and began counting the students from the end of the hallway. I had hoped Miyuki and the vice class president would come together, but it seemed they were absent since it was the boys’ accommodation. It was absurd that this game, which could be called the pinnacle of crappy games, always bothered to maintain consistency in such situations.

While I was lost in such thoughts, the homeroom teacher, who had finished checking attendance, nodded with satisfaction and said,

“Good. I’m in the room right down the hall, so if anything happens, come find me. Everyone, make sure to get a good rest. Don’t go out drinking and cause trouble, or it won’t just end with demerit points, understand?”

It was a warning to drink in our rooms if we were going to drink. After giving us this warning, the homeroom teacher returned to his room, and the hallway became noisy with students bringing out the alcohol they had bought from their rooms. And then, as if by prior arrangement, they rushed into several rooms and began to settle in.

“Matsuda, want to drink with us too? Takumi wants to hang out with you in his room.”

The plump kid’s words, holding a large black plastic bag. I stopped for a while to try to remember who Takumi was, then shook my head with a smile.

“I’m fine.”

“Then you’re staying here?”

“No. I’m going for a walk.”

“…In this weather? Dressed like that?”

“Am I going to freeze to death? Of course I’ll bundle up. If you have time tomorrow, let’s drink together.”

“Really? Alright.”

It seemed the plump kid had gotten very comfortable with me. He used to stammer like a timid person when I called him, but now he was acting rather confident.

I pretended to go outside, wearing only a coat, then turned the corner of the hallway and entered the room I had reserved separately, away from the accommodation where our class students were staying. Since Miyuki hadn’t arrived first, I left her a message and called the lobby, asking for sake that sweetened when warmed, a flask to put it in, and a burner.

Just as I was receiving the items from the staff and warming the sake in a double boiler,

*slide*

The sliding door quietly opened, and Miyuki entered.

“I’m here… What are you doing?”

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her voice was lowered as if someone was nearby. Judging by the faint scent of alcohol, she seemed to have had some beer with her friends. I glanced at Miyuki’s pale, slender ankle visible beneath the hem of her thin yukata and replied,

“I was warming sake. What did you tell Miho or whatever her name is?”

“Just… that I’d go for a walk and watch a movie…”

Her excuse was similar. Was she becoming like me? No, perhaps I was becoming like Miyuki.

“Did you drink?”

“Yeah. One and a half cans of beer.”

“Why?”

“They kept telling me to drink, so I couldn’t help it.”

Saying that, Miyuki came over with quick steps and sat comfortably opposite me. And then she stared at the flask in the middle of the bubbling pot before raising her head.

“Have you ever drunk like this?”

“Very rarely.”

“This is my first time drinking sake…”

“Haven’t you had any with your dad?”

“Not sake, he only ever gave me beer…”

“Really? I’m sure you’ll like it.”

Convinced that the sake was adequately warmed, I carefully took out the tokkuri. Afterwards, after confirming that the tokkuri was suitably warm, I poured a little sake into Miyuki’s cup.

“Try it.”

“Drink already? Without any snacks?”

“Just take a small sip. Just to see what it tastes like.”

“Why do I have to taste it? Matsuda-kun can taste it too.”

“Stop being prickly and just drink it.”

At that, Miyuki pouted her lips, slowly brought the cup to her mouth, tilted it, and tasted the sake, then,

“Oh…?”

She widened her eyes, savored the taste, and took another sip of sake.

“Why is this sweet?”

“It’s good, isn’t it?”

“Yeah. It’s really sweet, isn’t it?”

Judging by the smile on her face, she seemed to like the sake. My chest felt fully accomplished. This was why one had to be prepared. Miyuki, who had already gulped down the sake, made an expression that clearly showed she was in a good mood, then held out her empty glass.

“Give me more.”

“What are you doing, you should drink this slowly, you know?”

“What can I do? It’s delicious. Give me more quickly. Matsuda-kun, fill your glass too.”

Was she trying to run wild like when she drank highball on Christmas Day? I had planned to slowly set the mood, talk, and then naturally lie down together or go into the open-air bath, but this was making things a bit difficult.

“I’ll order some snacks, so bear with it until then. Let me warm it more.”

“If you warm it more here, will it get sweeter?”

“Probably not.”

“Then I’ll drink it now.”

“Don’t throw a tantrum. Drink slowly to get less drunk.”

At that, Miyuki, letting out a long sigh as if disappointed, adjusted her posture. I chuckled, looking at Miyuki, who was straining her eyes, then gestured for her to come over. At that, Miyuki wiggled her rear and dragged her cushion towards me.

Her slightly disheveled appearance when she first arrived, and her current behavior… I suspected Miyuki had drunk about five cans of beer, not one and a half. It was a fresh sight. It was good that she was mischievous.

Thinking that, I embraced Miyuki, who had come close, and slowly, gently… began to rock my body back and forth as if sitting in a rocking chair.

*slide*

At that, she placed both her legs on my thighs and settled into a comfortable position. I gently patted her back as she wrapped her arms around my neck and completely surrendered her body to me, and said,

“Be honest. How much beer did you drink?”

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