episode_0030

As soon as I embarrassingly lost in the game I started, everyone froze.

Even in my drunken state, I looked at my glass in disbelief, then awkwardly smiled and pretended like nothing happened.

“Well, this means I lost the game.”

“Ah~ Practice, practice?”

“Uh, yeah… that’s right, practice, right? Prada-nim?”

As I forced myself to pretend to practice, thankfully everyone seemed to catch on and laughed it off.

Thinking it was fortunate, I took a sip from my glass and reduced the amount of alcohol.

“Alright, let’s start again.”

*gulp*

I refilled my glass with beer and passed my turn, noticing everyone’s gaze fixated on the glass.

…No, it wasn’t their gaze on the glass, but on the lip marks left by me on the glass.

No way, right?

These nerdy perverted bastards… that can’t be true, right?

As the game resumed, everyone remembered the overflowing foam when I started and cautiously filled the glass, passing the turn.

This game wasn’t meant to be played with so many people.

At most, it’s enjoyable with four people. With this many people, the person who started never gets their turn back.

I suggested the game with that in mind, but as expected, the game had already ended long before my turn came back.

“Ah!”

“Chofu-nim wins!”

“Wow, this is nerve-wracking~ I should’ve been more careful.”

In the end, it was Gong Jeong-hoon who caused the glass to overflow and made me drink.

It spilled slightly, but even if I tried to justify that I didn’t spill, the tissue I laid on the floor became wet, so there was no way around it.

But… for some reason, Gong Jeong-hoon didn’t seem upset or disappointed at all, even though he lost the game.

“P-Prada-nim and an indirect kiss… *gulp* Ahh… F-First kiss….”

“Ugh….”

It’s dangerous, I almost vomited.

To have such a disgusting and vile imagination in my head.

I feel like scratching my head with the beer bottle.

Gong Jeong-hoon quietly turned the glass and found the spot where my lips touched, then blatantly aimed his lips there and drank the alcohol.

*gulp* *gulp* *gulp*

Damn, I want to kill him.

My inner Lurica is slowly dying.

I don’t like him smirking while touching his lips. And especially not slowly drinking while staring at me with a piercing gaze, as if he’s about to kiss me. Disgusting.

Is he imagining doing a deep kiss or something? Gross.

“Haha…! S-So, should I start right away?”

“Yes~ Fill the glass and let’s go again!”

The drinking game started again.

After Gong Jeong-hoon filled the glass and passed it to the next player, GND7, GND7 hesitated for a moment, then poured from a beer bottle he had already opened into the glass.

“Is this okay~? It’s the same alcohol anyway.”

…It’s a good idea. The foam reduced significantly when he poured the beer without the head.

Next was Snowman8’s turn. This guy is definitely on my side, as he glanced at me and poured just a little before passing it to me.

It was almost a drop.

“Ah~ Snowman8, isn’t this too little?”

“I’m a scaredy-cat.”

“T-Then should I pour a lot… *huff, huff*….”

…Damn, the next guy is the weirdest one.

He meticulously poured drop by drop until the beer reached the brim, then handed me the glass with sweat dripping from his forehead.

His clear intention to feed me was evident.

“Is this okay? It’s the same alcohol anyway.”

I immediately followed GND7’s words and picked up a bottle of soju.

I covered the opening with my thumb, dipped my finger in, and let a drop of soju fall into the glass.

When it comes to vodka, things get really dicey when it reaches this point.

Just a drop of beer seems like it would be enough… but for now, this amount is sufficient.

“Huh?”

But suddenly, the glass overflows.

It’s unbelievable. It should still be able to fit more, right?

[Captain… um, it must be a coincidence, right? Just now, it felt like you slightly touched it with your knee…?]

Amidst the confusion of the incomprehensible situation, Jang heard Gong Jeong-hoon’s thoughts in his head.

Looking towards the captain, Jang saw him smiling widely, shouting loudly, and applauding.

“Wow! That was really close! What a waste!”

This guy is really…

There’s no evidence to say anything, but it seems like he slightly lifted the table from an angle that I couldn’t see.

Doing such despicable things, he has no manners.

I pondered on what to do while maintaining my composure. There’s no evidence to refuse like this.

Eventually, just as I was about to drink, Snowman8 suddenly picked up the glass and started gulping it down.

“Ohhh!”

“Wow, Black Knight!”

In an instant, Snowman8 finished his drink, then with a slightly annoyed expression, he put down the glass and picked up a snack, speaking in a grumpy tone.

“Phew… since we’re all drunk, let’s stop the game now…?”

“Aw, we just started…”

“Yeah. We haven’t even had much to drink yet.”

They even tried to stop the game, but now that I can barely finish a bottle of beer on my own, and Gong Jeong-hoon’s face is already flushed, it’s clear how weak we are to alcohol.

In my opinion, the drinking game had just begun.

There was no reason to stop.

Perhaps Snowman8 knew that too, as he quietly closed his mouth when everyone refused.

As it came back to my turn and the glass was passed around, nothing eventful happened until it reached the captain.

“You said this was okay, right?”

And from then on, the captain started pouring soju into the glass instead of beer.

Since soju has no foam, it’s definitely safer this way.

However, as soon as one person starts, the alcohol content of the game increases, and the pressure of the game becomes much higher.

Now, it was too late to back out. I was the one who started pouring soju.

When the captain poured soju, even the quiet otaku guy poured soju.

“I, I’ll stick with beer… soju scares me. Ah!”

And Gong Jeong-hoon, apparently feeling intimidated by soju, cautiously poured beer into his glass.

You idiot.

As expected, as soon as he poured the beer, the foam rose, and Gong Jeong-hoon was the unlucky one.

Gong Jeong-hoon made a face, drank the stronger alcohol, and suddenly started feeling dizzy, putting his hand on his head and becoming quiet.

It seems like he’s really drunk.

After refilling Gong Jeong-hoon’s drink, GND7, and then Snowman8, they all reluctantly poured soju.

The perverted guy, soju… and then me again…

I felt uneasy, it seemed like something was going to happen again.

I kept my eyes on the captain, slowly tilting the soju bottle, warning him not to try anything sneaky this time.

“Oops!”

“Oh, s-sorry….”

And then, suddenly, the perverted guy next to me lightly tapped my chest with his arm.

As if it were a coincidence… he touched me very discreetly, but the problem was that it happened while I was pouring the alcohol.

Thanks to this guy, I ended up being the unlucky one again.

But this time, there was no clear evidence of intentional action, and it was uncomfortable to show a less kind and gentle side in front of Gong Jeong-hoon.

I raised my glass with suppressed anger.

I drank slowly, taking small sips… but when I had about half a glass, I felt too dizzy and had to put the glass down for a moment.

“I, I’ll be the Black Knight!”

When the drunken Gong Jeong-hoon suddenly raised his hand and took my glass… without hesitation, he gulped it down.

[I can’t let Snowman8 be the only cool one! I can drink too…! Prada-nim must be impressed by this! He’ll fall for me….]

I can hear the jumbled thoughts of the guy who seems to be drunk.

I appreciate it, but… I’m not thankful at all.

When Snowman8 offered me a drink, I felt a bit grateful, but this guy seems to be out of his mind and just looks like a fool.

“Ugh….”

And Gong Jeong-hoon collapsed just like that.

He literally finished all the alcohol and then immediately leaned over, pushing away the glasses and empty plates on the table with his arms, and fell over.

Luckily, there wasn’t much in front of Gong Jeong-hoon, so it was fine, but… even so, the glass was pushed, and the sleeve got wet with alcohol.

…What a mess, seriously.

“Chofu-nim, are you okay? Chofu-nim?”

“Yeah… ugh….”

“Oh~ Chofu-nim seems a bit tired, let’s leave him for now.”

“Should we continue the game?”

Even though Gong Jeong-hoon collapsed, no one besides Snowman8 seems to be properly concerned.

Are these guys really friends?

Drunk Gong Jeong-hoon seems completely unfazed and is trying to continue the game as if nothing happened.

“Shall we try a different game?”

“I, I think it’s a good idea, it seems fine….”

The swearing in their speech is really annoying.

My right eardrum feels like it’s about to burst.

In the end, a new game started, ignoring the collapsed Gong Jeong-hoon. This time, the soju bottle pointed to GND7, and the game he requested was called “Mountain Beyond Mountain.”

“Everyone knows Mountain Beyond Mountain, right?!”

“Yes~”

“It’s a game that insiders play, but is it okay for us to play…?”

They were saying that, but somehow they seemed anxious.

Mountain Beyond Mountain is a game where you take turns performing actions on the next person in line. Touching their nose, grabbing their ear….

The next person has to do the previous action and add a new one.

For example, if the previous person touched the nose, the next person would touch the nose and then the ear, and then touch the nose, touch the ear, and lightly hit the stomach….

In other words, it’s a memory game with physical contact involved.

And as physical contact increased, the game became more and more intimate, despite its name suggesting otherwise.

It’s a game I learned when fooling around with college girls… but doing it with only guys around?

“Jichil-nim….”

As expected, GND7 immediately touched Snowman8’s chest as soon as the game started.

It might not be a problem between guys, but with me here, this is quite intimate.

Snowman8, with a very annoyed expression, looked at GND7 who was smiling broadly, then glanced at me, and immediately filled his glass and drank.

And then continued the game with a new action.

Seeing Snowman8’s slightly displeased expression at the warning not to touch the chest, GND7’s expression also soured a bit, and he quietly apologized to Snowman8, showing that he realized he was being too obvious.

But… whether he did or not, the perverted guy on Snowman8’s next turn seemed to have been waiting for the opportunity to touch me, as he pretended to tickle my armpit with his fingertips.

This bastard.

Touching the armpit? I’d rather have him touch my chest.

Feeling a creepy sensation, I can sense him inching towards touching my chest.

“Haah….”

Seeing Snowman8’s reaction, he seemed more and more displeased.

I’m annoyed too, I just want to run away.

Let’s just finish drinking and call it a night, I don’t really feel like drinking more.

Since it was my turn, I decided to pass it on to the next person, the explanation geek otaku sitting next to me, and I did all the interactions that were directed towards me.

There is a tremendous amount of moisture under my armpits.

Damn it… I want to sanitize my hands.

The additional action I added was lightly slapping his cheek. I really wanted to smack him hard enough to knock his face off, but there’s a limit to pretending to be in a game.

“P-p-po, punishment….”

As I lightly slapped his cheek, I could hear the explanation geek muttering strange sounds.

It gives me chills.