The Day After My Girlfriend Cheated on Me, My Female Friend Suddenly Started Seducing Me. ~The Protagonist’s Struggle Begins With a Revenge Drama~
I was having a hard time when I got out of the conversation and came to the drink bar. I ordered one for the time being, but the concern in my mind was which one to drink.
Since I had eaten a lot of food with Shinmon’s money, my stomach was a little more than eight-tenths full. There was no room left in my stomach for gulping down drink. On the other hand, there were Coke, Calpis, Sprite, Fanta Grape, green tea, and coffee lined up in front of me. Except for the green tea, it was a difficult lineup to choose from.
As for green tea, it is nonsense to choose it here. It may be a good choice to calm the stomach, but green tea in a drink bar is classified as something “different” in my mind.
“Hmmm, it’s hard to decide.”
Those words did not come from my mouth. It was, of course, President Hiro who spoke for me.
“I’ve never had a drink bar before. It’s a simple thing, but I’m troubled by it.”
“…..Prez, you can’t use the drink bar unless you order it.”
“Eh, r-really !? ….Well whatever. I can use yours.”
“I thought that would be the case…”
President Hiro says she has never experienced or even seen a drink bar before. The Kanamura family is a well-known family around here. President Hiro is the daughter of the Kanemura family. Perhaps this is the first time for her to even go to a family restaurant.
As if she had just thought of something, President Hiro held up her index finger and turned her shining eyes on me.
“Oh yeah ! Rei, let’s mix everything together and drink !”
(Is she a brat?)
President Hiro’s suggestion was truly childish.
Mix it all up and drink it. If you ordered a drink bar as a child, everyone would do it at least once. And it’s a great way to make a ridiculous drink. President Hiro, who at her age was experiencing a drink bar for the first time, heard such information from somewhere. I wonder who told her that information.
“Who’s gonna drink it, Prez?”
“Of course, it’s me and Rei. You have no objection to that, do you?”
“I have no objection. Do you think you can make a good drink by mixing everything together, Prez?”
“You never know until you try. Everything is an experience. Isn’t that right?”
Without asking me, the president picked up a cup and added a little bit of each drink to the cup. Then, she added various drinks to the cup little by little.
I added seven kinds in all. As a result of the blending, a horrifying liquid, which I could not tell whether it was black or brown, was completed.
“Now it’s finished ! Let’s try it…”
The president sipped the liquid without hesitation. Her face, which had been full of hope and anticipation, gradually clouded over. Eventually, her expression became a mixture of emotions and indescribable.
“…..”
“I told you so…”
“Everything is an experience…ugh, what is this taste…Rei, please drink it.”
The president offered me a cup filled with liquid. I guess she’s trying to force herself on me because it’s a failure.
I remembered the time when Rena did it when she was little and failed. She pushed the failed one to me that time too, calling it a special drink. I remember I tried my best to drink it because it was my lovely sister’s special drink.
“But that’s not why…”
What remained in my hand was about half a glass of the mysterious liquid. It smells bad, and its presence was clearly noticeable to me. It would be a brave choice to drink it here, but it would also be cruel to make the president drink it all.
(…Huh? Wait, this cup…)
I realized a fact at this point. President Hiro has already sipped this drink. If I were to put my mouth on this cup, my lips and the president’s lips would touch each other indirectly, yes, it would be an indirect kiss. Now that I have received it, of all things, I’m aware of this fact.
“What’s the matter, Rei, drink quickly. Can’t you drink my special drink?”
The president urged me to drink the drink with a pale face. She’s going to force me to drink it, no matter what I want. I’m still conflicted about the idea of kissing this beautiful girl, even if it is indirect.
(…This can’t be helped. I have to drink. This is definitely not what I want to do, but it can’t be helped…)
I sipped the drink with all my might. It was neither sweet or bitter, fruity or lactic acid bacteria. A taste that I could not understand why spread in my mouth. If I had to describe it, I would say it tasted like chaos.
The first indirect kiss tasted more complicated than expected.
“…..Terrible.”
“The experiment has failed…Rei, I’ll give you all the rest.”
(Is she a little brat?)
I wasn’t too thrilled, either because of the taste or because of the president.
Maitoshi