"Let's stop here."
Two women got out of the car, carrying a drunken man between their shoulders.
"I told him not to drink so much."
"This guy… we're definitely banning him from alcohol after this…"
After the discussion meeting ended, Satake Mei had taken the representatives to a restaurant, and Fujiwara Chiya acted as if he had never seen alcohol before. Once he started drinking, he could not stop. Even though Satake Mei secretly tugged his sleeve and told him to drink less, he kept saying, "I'll drink less, I'll drink less," only to end up completely drunk.
Fortunately, Chiya was well-behaved when drunk. He did not cause a scene after collapsing. He only mumbled nonsense in a daze.
But his gallant image had been thoroughly ruined by alcohol.
As a result, two weak women had to support this grown man and take a taxi back.
Chiya, couldn't you at least stay handsome until the end?
Looking at the man's flushed face, Nase Fumino felt speechless. She had been moved by what he said in the meeting room and had originally wanted to invite him to walk around together tonight.
Now, that was obviously impossible.
While the two of them were struggling to drag Fujiwara Chiya back, a white figure appeared at the school gate.
Fujiwara Shirayuki's expression was a little awkward. She coughed a few times.
"Um… I came to take Chiya back."
"Did Chiya contact you?"
"Mm. He roughly estimated the time and asked me to come pick him up."
"Okay. Then we'll leave him to you."
Fujiwara Shirayuki pulled with both hands and lifted Chiya into her arms.
"Shirayuki."
Nase Fumino walked in front of her and said with a serious expression,
"Don't let your brother drink again in the future. If you can't control him, tell me. I'll control him."
"Yes…"
Originally, he had not planned to drink that much either. But recently, he had been living with the Director, and the Director did not like him drinking. Fujiwara Chiya had been holding it in for a while. Now that he finally had both an excuse and an opportunity, if he did not indulge a little, he would feel sorry for the food on that table.
After training his whole life, couldn't he enjoy himself a little?
And the Director too. She did not even care when he brought uma musume back to his room, but she was unbelievably strict about alcohol. Every time Fujiwara Chiya wanted a drink, Akikawa Yayoi rejected him on the grounds that alcohol damaged the brain. Even the drinks were non-alcoholic.
The result was that the more he drank, the more carried away he became, until he finally blacked out.
Blacking out was probably for the best. Otherwise, the effects of drunkenness might transfer over and make Shirayuki's side muddled too.
Shirayuki lifted Chiya effortlessly and walked toward the dorm.
Unfortunately, on the way, she ran into a certain alien weirdo horse.
Gold Ship shouted loudly,
"Is this a reverse princess carry? Trainer, so you were the bottom all along!"
"He's asleep."
"He even got slept with!"
"I mean he got drunk and fell asleep."
Shirayuki could not stand Gold Ship's big mouth.
"So that's what you meant. I thought Trainer stole your harem, so you slept with Trainer as revenge. You scared me."
Gold Ship laughed carelessly. Then she pulled out a pen.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
"It's rare to see Trainer's cute sleeping face. Wouldn't it be a waste not to do something?"
"Get lost! Don't think you can do whatever you want just because he's asleep!"
"Huh… why does Shirayuki sound so much like Trainer? Forget it. Since you want to protect him, I'll fight you to the end! Hand Trainer over!"
"Not happening!"
And so, while carrying Chiya, Shirayuki ran.
At this point, Fujiwara Chiya's body was completely drunk. Even with all this shaking, he showed no response and remained unconscious.
Fortunately, after chasing for a while, Gold Ship seemed to lose interest. She stopped and muttered quietly,
"Mission accomplished."
Then she ran off.
Damn Gold Ship.
Just you wait. Once Chiya wakes up, we'll see how he punishes you!
Fujiwara Shirayuki ran back to the dorm.
Akikawa Yayoi was nowhere to be seen. She was not home.
Shirayuki placed the man on the sofa and let out a breath.
At the same time, the strong smell of alcohol filled her nose.
Bad…
If the Director smells this, it'll be terrible!
Looking at her own body, Shirayuki made an immediate decision.
She would give him a quick shower and wash away the smell.
She carried Chiya back to the room and removed his clothes. Looking at the wrinkled outfit, Shirayuki covered her face.
Too embarrassing.
How could you embarrass yourself this badly?
You were actually carried back by two women!
Just imagining it made Shirayuki want to roll around on the floor in shame.
She could not help lightly knocking Chiya on the chest. He suddenly took a sharp breath, and at the same time, Shirayuki finally felt sensation in her own chest.
Looks like Chiya is starting to sober up.
Next time, you absolutely cannot drink this much again.
After undressing him, Shirayuki brought him into the bathroom, turned on the shower, let the water run for a bit, and began rinsing his body.
Speaking of which, Fumino said he had gotten a lot thinner. Was it really that noticeable?
Shirayuki carefully looked at her own muscles and reached out to touch them.
The blocky muscles he had once been so proud of had now become much softer. Although they felt nice to the touch, as a man, this was not exactly something to celebrate.
Having uma musume blood mixed in had both advantages and disadvantages.
His arms were softer.
His chest too.
And his thighs…
When Shirayuki's gaze moved lower, her brow twitched.
Even half-asleep, this body was still reacting on its own.
I really am hopeless…
Shirayuki sighed and continued wiping his body with the towel.
"So hot…"
Chiya's skin was hot, and waves of heat kept radiating from him. Shirayuki used a cool towel to help lower his temperature, and only then did the uncomfortable heat ease somewhat.
Drinking felt good for a moment.
The aftermath was a crematorium.
Shirayuki did not dare imagine how much her head would hurt when she woke up tomorrow.
After cleaning him up, Shirayuki put him into the bath, then tiredly sat nearby to keep watch.
Not long after, Chiya finally responded in a daze. He felt the world spinning, immediately closed his eyes again, turned his head, leaned against Shirayuki's soft shoulder, and fell asleep once more.
By the time Shirayuki dried him off and brought him to bed, night had already fallen.
The dorm door opened.
Akikawa Yayoi finally came back, carrying a small bag.
"Shirayuki? You're here. Where's Chiya?"
"Asleep."
"So early?"
"Mm. He had a reception today and got tired, so he went to bed early."
"I see. Then I'm relieved."
Akikawa Yayoi laughed twice. Then she opened the bag and pulled out two bottles of red wine.
Director!
You won't let me drink, but you're secretly drinking yourself!
"Shirayuki, go back early. Don't stay up too late, or you won't be able to wake up tomorrow."
As she spoke, Akikawa Yayoi popped open the bottle with a cheerful sound, poured herself a glass of wine, and happily began drinking.