Chapter 96-2 Amahara Karen♯
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
(Tsuchimiya’s POV)
Led by Kijima-senpai, we made our way toward Amahara-senpai’s room.
Just as we reached the door, a high-pitched battle cry rang out from inside.
”Is… is everything okay in there?” I asked, hesitating.
Kijima-senpai glanced at me with a sly smile.
”Oh, it’ll be fine. Just take off your shoes.”.
I did as told, though I was still unsure what was about to happen.
Kijima-senpai took off her own shoes, balancing effortlessly as she placed her hand on the door handle.
”Now!”
Without warning, she flung the door open and pushed me inside.
”Huh?! Wait──”
Before I could fully process what was happening, I stumbled into the room, barely managing to keep my balance.
Inside, Amahara-senpai and Ukita-senpai froze mid-action, their expressions shifting from surprise to shock as they turned to face me.
”T-Tsuchimiya-kun?!”
Amahara-senpai squeaked, her face turning bright red.
I stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to do.
”Uh… hi?”
The air felt heavy with tension.
Before I could think of an escape route, Kijima-senpai grabbed my arm and pulled me further into the room, right past a flustered Amahara-senpai.
At the back of the room, where I remembered there being curtains earlier, now stood a luxurious-looking bed.
Without a second thought, Kijima-senpai plopped herself down on it, pulling me along until I was sitting awkwardly beside her.
And then, for reasons beyond my comprehension, she leaned against me, resting her head on my shoulder.
What is even happening right now?!
”Shiori-chan!”
Amahara-senpai cried out, her voice tinged with panic.
This is bad. Really bad.
If Sogahara-senpai walks in right now, I am ‘dead’.
”Hehe, Tsuchimiya-kun…”
Kijima-senpai whispered, her slender fingers brushing my chin as she leaned closer.
”Wait! Senpai, this isn’t okay!”
I protested, trying to back away, but her grip on my arm was like iron.
Before I could react further, my face was engulfed in something warm and soft.
”Shiori-chan! Stop!”
Amahara-senpai lunged forward, pulling me away from Kijima-senpai and into her embrace instead.
”Wait—what?!”
My face ended up buried in Amahara-senpai’s chest.
It was soft, warm, and incredibly fragrant.
”Ahhh! Shiori-chan, you can’t just do that!”
Amahara-senpai shouted, still holding onto me tightly.
”Haha, I understand. Good luck, Karen.”
Kijima-senpai released my arm and stood up.
Meanwhile, Kijima-senpai stood up, brushing off her skirt with a satisfied smirk.
”I’ll leave the rest to you young ones.
Good luck, Karen~. Ohoho”.
”Well then, see ya!”
”Wait! Shiori-chan!”
”Huh? Huh?”
But it was too late.
Kijima-senpai and Ukita-senpai left the room, closing the door behind them.
I was starting to feel a bit suffocated.
Heaven had no oxygen.
Amahara-senpai and I were sitting side by side on the edge of the bed, and I had my face buried in her chest.
Amahara-senpai, now realizing the situation, let out a small squeal and released me abruptly.
I sat back, gasping for air, my face burning with embarrassment.
”S-sorry! I’m so sorry, Tsuchimiya-kun!”
Amahara-senpai stammered, her hands clenched tightly on her lap.
”No, no, it’s fine,” I said, waving my hand awkwardly, though my brain was still trying to recover from… everything.
I knew she had big boobs, but Amahara-senpai was also tall, so she was even bigger than she appeared.
In terms of sheer size, she might even rival Kanon.
My ears were buried in her massive cleavage, and I was surrounded by her sweet scent.
The steamy warmth after a bath made my brain melt.
In other words, I had a full-on erection.
Amahara-senpai, now bright red, fidgeted nervously.
Her short skirt revealed more of her long, toned legs than I think she realized, and I found myself desperately trying to focus on anything else.
──When there’s a beautiful woman in front of you, it’s a man’s duty to make her smile, don’t you think?
──Right now, you’re gonna do what you want without thinking about the consequences!
Sogahara-senpai’s confident words pushed me forward.
Yeah──you’re right, senpai.
Thank you and respect to Sogahara-senpai.
Kijima-senpai, I think you should break up with that guy soon.
As I thought so, finally, she broke the silence, looking at her own hand that was gripping her thigh. She probably hadn’t noticed my erection yet.
”T-Tsuchimiya-kun…” she began, her voice trembling slightly.
”Y-yes?”
”Um… I!”
She turned to face me, her eyes filled with determination.
”I… I like you, Tsuchimiya-kun! Please… please go out with me!”
Her words hit me like a bolt of lightning.
The air around us seemed to crackle with energy as she stared at me, her usual aura of authority replaced by raw, genuine emotion.
”I…” I struggled to find the right words, swallowing hard. “I want to go out with you too, Amahara-senpai.”
”Tsuchimiya-kun…!”
Her face lit up with joy, but before the moment could fully sink in, I held up a hand.
”But… there’s something I need to tell you first.”
”Eh…?”
Her expression shifted to confusion, her excitement dimming slightly.
Taking a deep breath, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my player card from ‘Storage’.
”The truth is… I’m level one.”.
”Level… one?”
She repeated, tilting her head in confusion.
”I’m not an Evold. Because of my gift, I can’t level up. All my exp points go toward unlocking the abilities of my gift.”
”Eh? …What!? When did this happen!?”
Amahara-senpai stared at the blank card, realization dawning on her.
”Since the beginning. Because of my gift, I can’t level up. My exp points are used to gain the useful features of the gift.”
I showed her as I erased the player card.
”Um… Kibakura-kun was pulling out weapons like that too… but I heard he gets bigger when he levels up… is that a class-specific skill, or…”
It seemed like her mind started to go in a different direction.
”In short, since I’m not an Evold, it affects my night life. My body ability is enhanced by the Title, so I’m stronger than a normal person, but I still can’t compete with an Evold.”
”Ah…! I see… so that’s how it is… But then, what about Tsuchimiya-kun’s girlfriends?”
”Umm… Basically, on days I’m not in charge, they seem to resolve things between themselves.”
”So, that means…”
Amahara-senpai’s face turned bright red.
”Pretty much. Dating me would be a big risk for someone like you, Amahara-senpai. I might not be able to keep up with you, and…”
”I don’t care.”
”Huh?”
Her words cut through my excuses like a knife.
”I’m happy just being close to you, Tsuchimiya-kun. And Higurashi-kun always seems so energetic and happy. I think that kind of life wouldn’t be so bad.”
Higurashi… huh…
”So…”
She took my hand in hers, her grip warm and reassuring.
”Please be my boyfriend.”
I stared at her for a moment, taking in the determined look in her eyes.
”Okay.”
I said finally, a small smile spreading across my face.
I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I placed my hand on Amahara-senpai’s shoulder, and her body trembled.
As I leaned in, our faces drew closer, but I realized I couldn’t quite reach her.
I lifted one knee onto the bed to match her height, and Amahara-senpai’s body stiffened with tension.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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