56 Vol 1. pt. 56 A Break Before the Tournamen (1/2)

Ryouta already knows what's going to happen as soon as Cassandra gets up from the couch to look in his kitchen. He tries stopping her, but Serra lying on his lap makes sure that he can't stop Cassandra.

”Seriously?” Cassandra asks, looking through his fridge and cabinets.

”H-hey now, isn't it an invasion of personal privacy to be going through somebody else's stuff?” Ryouta asks, ashamed of the fact that she's only seeing bags of chips, frozen dinners, and various bottles of alcohol.

Cassandra groans. ”We have a lot of work to do, Serra.”

Of course, Serra can't hear her and is just staring up at Ryouta's ashamed face.

”We can just… order something for delivery, can't we?” Ryouta asks.

”Our first dinner together isn't going to be delivery,” Cassandra says, holding up one of Ryouta's kitchen knives.

Ryouta gulps. ”I thought you were a tsundere, not a yandere?”

Cassandra tilts her head. ”Haah? You use too many weird words. Anyways, just stay here with Serra. I'll be back.”

”Where are you going?”

”Shopping, you bastard. Somebody has to do it around here.”

Cassandra makes eye contact with Serra as if telling her not to try anything funny while she's gone before leaving his apartment.

”…why does she make it sound like she's already moved in with me?” Ryouta asks.

Serra struggles to tell what he's saying since she's looking up at his face from below, but she understands enough to shrug and cuddle against him.

Now they're alone.

Despite how Serra seems to be content watching the one-sided match of baseball, Ryouta can't help but feel incredibly awkward now that they are alone.

Not only does he feel awkward, but he's suddenly aware of just what sort of position he's in.

He, a virgin, is sitting down on the couch while an incredibly cute girl who he's now officially dating is lying her head on his lap. She took her parka off when she came in, so now she's just wearing a black, graphic t-shirt referencing what looks like some old horror movie from the twentieth century and a pair of dark jeans.

Her clothes offer a strong contrast to her long, silvery hair. Her adorable face and pure hair make her look like she should be wearing a frilly blouse or sundress, yet that is the opposite of what she's wearing. All she needs is some black eyeliner and a plaid skirt to go full-on emo.

She notices him staring at her and smiles.

She's too damn precious.

Ryouta pokes her cheek and keeps on pushing until he's tilted her head back toward looking at the television.

He can't allow her to look at him like that. Now that he knows what position he's in here, he fears that the slightest bit of provocation is going to result in something poking up against the back of her head.

Shit, just thinking about how much he doesn't want that to happen is beginning to excite him.

Maggots. Grandmas. Intestinal worms. Zombies.

Wait… hasn't he seen hentai before involving zombie girls that actually looked pretty nice?

Shit.

His plan of thinking of repulsive things to kill his inner virgin's desires is backfiring on him.

”Hey, Serra, aren't you uncomfortable?” he asks her after poking her again to get her attention.

She shakes her head on his lap.

There are two issues here: one, she's refusing to get off of his lap; and two, the movement of her head is rubbing directly down against his crotch.

This isn't good. This isn't good. This is really, really, not good.

Ryouta tries to casually adjust himself so that her head isn't directly on his crotch, but she follows him wherever he goes.

It's almost like… wait.

Ryouta pays close attention to her face.

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There is a slight blush on her cheeks, and she looks like she's trying to act casually as if nothing is happening, but he notices her occasionally looking up at him to check on how he's reacting.

This little…

She's already been triggering Cassandra's competitive side for most of the day, but now she's triggering Ryouta's competitive side.

Fine. He's a man and she's his girlfriend, so if that's what she wants, that's what she's going to get.

Thinking that is way easier than actually doing it, but he has no choice.