Chapter 276: Merry Christmas
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 276: Merry Christmas
"Haaah..."
After enjoying a round of happy time, I soaked my body deep in the hot water and swept my wet hair back.
"So this is what expensive gets you."
I muttered to myself as I looked around.
The bathroom had a dazzling, flashy design that looked like it had literally been built by pouring money into it.
Unlike the bathtub in my house, which was too small to even bathe in, this was a large, pool-sized tub that my body could fit into with room to spare.
On top of that, pressing a button next to the faucet would automatically dispense bath salts and fill the tub with bubbles.
'I'd love to stay in here forever, but...'
With two people waiting for me outside, I couldn't just relax indefinitely.
Just as the fatigue in my body began to melt away, I got out of the tub, took a quick shower, and slipped on the bathrobe hanging on the wall.
'Oh.'
The texture against my skin was incredibly soft.
So this is what a five-star hotel suite is like. Even the bathrobes are top-class.
Thinking about how I was experiencing a luxury I'd never have otherwise, thanks to the President, I stepped outside to find two figures in white bathrobes, just like me, sitting on the sofa.
"Ah, you're out."
As Rika turned around, the President, who had been busy with something at the table, waved at me with a bright expression.
"Yoo-Sung, come over here."
As I walked over to the sofa at her call, I saw that a simple spread of drinks and snacks was laid out.
"...Aren't minors forbidden from drinking?"
The President shook the champagne bottle as if to say not to worry.
"I thought of that, so I prepared a non-alcoholic one."
"Ah, I see."
Right. Even the President wouldn't be that reckless.
I sat down at the table, relieved. The cheese and ham, typical wine pairings, were one thing, but one dish was radiating a particularly strong presence.
"Is this roast turkey?"
"Yes. Since it's Christmas, I wanted to create a festive atmosphere."
"I've never seen one in real life before."
"Hehe, people don't eat it often in Japan, after all."
Japanese people usually eat KFC chicken for Christmas.
But it seemed the President had gone a step further and prepared an authentic roast turkey for a late-night snack.
"Huh? Ryu-chan, you've never had roast turkey before?"
Rika, who was already poised to eat, tilted her head.
"I mean, do people in Japan normally get a chance to eat roast turkey?"
"We ate it a lot at my house on special occasions."
"...Your mom is British."
"Ah."
Rika's eyes went blank as if she'd just realized.
Well, there was no need to bicker over something like this.
"Let's have a drink, then."
I grabbed the neck of the champagne bottle the President had set down.
"Ah, wait a moment. Let me show you how to open the cor—"
Pop!
"Hm? What did you just say?"
"Ah, no. It's nothing."
I placed the cork I'd pulled from the bottle on the table and poured a moderate amount of champagne into the President's and Rika's glasses.
Fzzzzzzzz!
The crisp sound of the champagne's signature carbonation filled the air.
"Shall we have a toast?"
"Sounds good."
"Cheers!"
Clink!
Three glasses met in the air.
Without a word, we all began to gulp down the champagne.
"Wow~ This is delicious~"
Rika exclaimed in admiration the moment she lowered her glass.
The President chuckled and crossed her legs.
"Of course. It's a special champagne I prepared."
"When you say it like that, I'm afraid to ask the price."
"It might be better for you not to know, Yoo-Sung."
I decided to quietly follow the President's advice.
Rika, having downed her glass in an instant, grabbed the champagne bottle and asked.
"Can I have another glass?"
"Yes. But be careful not to drink too much and get drunk."
"...Didn't you say it was non-alcoholic?"
"Yoo-Sung, even if it's non-alcoholic, it's made by fermenting fruit, so it's unavoidable that it contains a tiny amount of alcohol, you know?"
"......"
No wonder it went down so smoothly.
I glanced at the champagne in my hand for a moment before draining the rest of it.
"You'll hurt your stomach if you only drink. Here, say 'ahhh~'"
The President said, holding out a piece of turkey on a fork for me.
She'd been so awkward about it at the cafe earlier, but she seemed to have gotten much bolder now that there was no one else around to watch.
I opened my mouth and accepted the turkey, then fanned myself with my hand as I felt a little flushed.
The President smiled contentedly at the sight.
Meanwhile, Rika, who had downed three glasses of champagne in a row, looked at me with half-lidded eyes, her face slightly flushed.
"Ryu-chan."
"Huh?"
"Why are you so handsome?"
"...Me?"
It was the first time I'd ever heard that in my life. As I stared at her in disbelief, Rika nodded and said.
"Yup. In my eyes, you're suuuuuper handsome."
Is this what they call being blinded by love?
I knew that, objectively, my appearance was very bear-like, so I gave a vague smile and scratched my cheek.
Seeing this, the President, who was sipping her champagne beside me, added.
"Have some confidence, Yoo-Sung. Objectively speaking, you're quite handsome, you know?"
"Thanks for the kind words, President. You don't have to flatter me so much just because I'm your boyfriend."
The President furrowed her brow as if frustrated.
"No, I'm being completely serious."
"Right, right. Ryu-chan is more handsome than you think!"
And Rika chimed in to agree.
With them laying the praise on so thick, I honestly didn't know where to put myself.
Why am I the one feeling embarrassed when they're the ones giving the compliments?
As I downed glass after glass of champagne to hide my awkwardness, the President, who was watching me from the side, let out a strange 'Mmmph-' sound and suddenly pulled me into a tight embrace against her chest.
"What the—!"
As I tried to push her away in my surprise, she held on even tighter and whispered into my ear.
"Since you don't seem to believe my words, I'll have to show you with my body."
Her breath was incredibly sticky and sweet.
Like a female in heat.
Grab!
The President suddenly seized my arm and pulled it under her robe.
Squish!
Though I couldn't see it, I could clearly feel the wetness at my fingertips.
"Haa... How is it, Yoo-Sung?"
"I think you're very drunk, President."
As I said that and tried to pull back, the President looked up at me with moist eyes.
"Don't you want to hold me?"
"No! It's not that, it's just that this is a little too sudden, so I'm a bit flustered..."
Feeling like she might burst into tears if I said the wrong thing, I stammered out an excuse, and the President suddenly burst out laughing. "Pfft!"
"Cute."
"......"
She definitely seems drunk.
Seeing the President's emotional rollercoaster, I had no idea how to react.
Just then, Rika suddenly threw her arms around me from behind.
Mmph!
"Ehehe~ Ryu-chaaaan~"
Unlike the President, who just seemed a little tipsy, Rika's breath reeked of alcohol.
Wondering what had happened, I turned my head and was shocked to see the champagne bottle, which she had drunk nearly half of by herself.
She drank all that by herself?
As I tried to loosen her embrace to get Rika, who was clinging to me like a koala, to let go, she looked at me with slightly hazy eyes and said.
"Let's hug?"
The strange allure I felt from Rika in that moment was just like her mother, Maria's.
Should I call it the scent of a grown woman?
She had always felt like a younger sister I had to take care of, but today, every little gesture felt captivating.
...Could it be that I'm a little drunk too?
By the time that thought occurred to me, I was already surrounded, with the President in front of me and Rika behind me.
'These two have the worst chemistry, yet their teamwork is strangely perfect.'
It was as if they were long-lost sisters, completely in sync.
"Hehe, you can't escape."
"Shall we move to the bed, Yoo-Sung?"
The President, perhaps already drunk on the atmosphere, gave me a suggestive and seductive smile.
And Rika, who was aggressively rubbing her body against mine, stimulating my desires.
Honestly, anyone who could resist this kind of provocation would probably be either gay or impotent.
"...I wanted to enjoy this a little more leisurely, but."
It couldn't be helped.
I lifted both of my girlfriends, one in each arm, and carried them to the king-size bed nearby.
Then, I tossed them onto the mattress without hesitation.
Thump!
"Kyaa!"
"Eek!"
The two of them landed on the bed with sharp screams.
In the process of moving them, the knots holding their bathrobes closed had come undone, leaving them practically half-naked.
Feeling the immense yang energy gathering in my lower body, I threw off the robe I was wearing.
The two of them looked up at me, their eyes filled with anticipation and desire.
I climbed onto the bed where they lay and said.
"Tonight, I'm going to send you straight to heaven."
Merry Christmas, everyone.
*
"Ah! No! Not there! Hyaaaang!"
"Wait! That place is dirty!"
"There's no such thing as a dirty place on your body, President."
"Ghk! Ghghghk!"
"Hyaaaaang! I've been missing out on half my life until now!"