## Chapter 131 – (7)
Lasha slowly leaned her face toward me.
I chuckled at her reluctant expression as she held the alcohol in her mouth, finding it cute.
That seemed to provoke Lasha.
She reached out, grabbed my face, and kissed me.
A kiss that wasn’t quite a kiss, as we looked at each other.
Our noses bumped.
Lasha’s awkwardly colliding lips slowly opened, and my own lips followed suit.
Hot alcohol poured over from her slowly parted lips.
I gulped.
I accepted the alcohol without resistance.
The hot liquor and Lasha’s even hotter tongue slipped slightly into my mouth.
It wasn’t intentional; Lasha had used her tongue to open my mouth because I tried to touch her lips too quickly.
“…Ugh!”
Belatedly realizing what she had done, Lasha’s eyes widened.
We looked into each other’s eyes.
Lasha’s face was red.
It wasn’t just because the alcohol was strong.
Slowly, our lips parted, and I drank the remaining alcohol, glancing at the drink in the glass.
The proportions were off, as expected.
It was too strong and bitter because there was too much vodka.
I couldn’t taste the orange juice at all.
Nevertheless, I felt a little sweetness at the same time.
Mainly because of Lasha.
The situation and the atmosphere were sweet.
It was so comfortable being on the receiving end of the seduction, instead of always being the one doing the seducing.
When I smiled, Lasha took a deep breath, as if relieved.
I thought she was inexperienced with men.
Lasha was quite the little fox.
“You mixed the drink well.”
I lied shamelessly.
My goal was simple.
“Give me another one.”
I wanted to kiss Lasha one more time.
Knowing my intentions, Lasha glared at me for a moment before turning her gaze to the glass.
Without a word, she moved according to my wishes.
Lasha filled the empty space in the glass with orange juice, mixed it, and then took another mouthful.
This time, she slowly wrapped her arms around my neck.
She was getting the hang of it.
She tilted her head and delivered the alcohol deeper into my mouth.
In the process, I mingled my tongue with Lasha’s, as if we were kissing.
“Ugh…?!”
At first, she seemed flustered and pulled her face back, but then, realizing that she shouldn’t upset me, she slowly and timidly accepted my tongue.
It was an awkward kiss.
That made it even more exciting.
“Ugh… Phew… Wh, what…”
“Ah, sorry. I’m a little drunk.”
I apologized lightly.
Of course, I wasn’t drunk.
Since my Stamina skill leveled up, it had become difficult for me to get drunk.
Our lips parted, and I sat still, waiting for the next drink.
The first time is always the hardest; it gets easier from the second or third time onward.
Lasha now naturally took a mouthful of alcohol and passed it to me with a kiss.
In the process, it was inevitable that our tongues would mingle.
“Phew…”
Perhaps because she was drinking at a fairly rapid pace.
Lasha’s expression began to loosen up little by little.
“One more.”
My request was consistent, and Lasha familiarly took the alcohol into her mouth.
We emptied half the bottle of vodka like that.
Lasha was breathing heavily as she took off her coat.
“It’s hot…”
She seemed to be overheating and couldn’t take it anymore.
When she took off her coat, the revealing outfit she had been wearing since the auction was revealed.
The red lighting illuminated Lasha’s slightly sweaty body.
The curves of her body were blatantly revealed as the light reflected off her sweat.
Lasha sighed and looked at the ground.
“Haa…”
She was very drunk, and her movements were becoming a little sluggish.
Seeing that, I smiled and said.
“I was satisfied today.”
I meant it.
Lasha’s kisses were clumsy.
However, even these unskilled displays of affection gave me a ticklish thrill.
Seeing my smile, Lasha said a little sullenly.
“Of course, you should be…”
She was concentrating all her energy to say that one sentence properly, as if she wasn’t used to alcohol.
Well, even a woman who was used to alcohol would get drunk if she drank half a bottle of vodka at this pace.
…Come to think of it, wasn’t I the one drinking the alcohol, and she was just passing it to me?
Thinking about it carefully, some alcohol must have passed back and forth during the kisses.
I finally asked her for orange juice instead of alcohol.
“…Umm…”
Lasha reached out with a bothered expression and poured some orange juice straight from the bottle into her mouth.
She approached me with swaying movements and now naturally grabbed my face and kissed me.
She was completely drunk.
Her tongue came in first through our parted lips.
The orange juice I had been expecting didn’t come.
She must have drunk it all herself in her drunken state.
At this point, it was just a kiss.
Of course, I wasn’t complaining.
“Cold… Augh…”
Our hot breaths mingled in our mouths.
Even without the drink, wet sounds echoed.
We sucked on each other’s tongues and covered each other’s lips with our own.
We were having the most intense and deepest kiss yet when Lasha pulled away, breathless.
She looked at me with a dazed expression and then leaned back on the sofa.
“Haa… Sleepy…”
She had had a lot going on today, and she was drunk, so she must have been overcome with sleepiness.
It was common for people to fall asleep when they were drunk.
Lasha seemed to be one of those people.
She was so defenseless.
Seeing her in that outfit and in such a defenseless state made my desires boil, but I held back.
I still wanted to maintain the position of being seduced.
I enjoyed the afterglow of the kiss and poured myself some orange juice.
“Pfft…”
The cool and sweet drink cooled my heated body.
I definitely preferred juice to alcohol.
“…”
Lasha seemed to have already fallen asleep leaning on the sofa.
I forcibly pulled her away from the sofa and put her coat back on, but she still didn’t wake up.
“…Don’t tell me I have to carry her?”
The owner had to carry the slave back to the room.
It was a little absurd, but I decided to let it slide since it was the first day.
I was quite satisfied, too.
I lightly picked up Lasha and headed to the hotel room.
***
The next morning, I woke up after sleeping more deeply than usual.
The bed next to me, where I had laid Lasha down, was empty.
That meant Lasha was already awake.
I thought Lasha, who had been quite drunk, would wake up later than me.
It didn’t seem to be the case.
I slowly got up and headed to the living room, where I saw her sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee.
There was also a cup of coffee for me on the table.
It was different from what I had expected.
I thought Lasha, who had woken up before me, would definitely be after my membership card.
Instead, she had quietly made coffee and was waiting for me to wake up.
“Hmm?”
Lasha’s outfit was different from yesterday.
She was wearing a fairly large t-shirt, and a suitcase that I had never seen before was placed next to her.
“What’s this?”
“…These are my belongings that were taken when I became a slave. They arrived at the door.”
It seemed that Lasha’s luggage had arrived late.
Lasha was now using honorifics quite naturally.
I liked the swimsuit-like outfit she had been wearing before, but this outfit wasn’t bad either, as it made me feel like I was seeing the usual Lasha.
If I saw stimulating outfits every day, I would get used to them.
It didn’t seem like a bad idea to let her wear her own clothes for a while.
“…But why do you keep avoiding my eyes?”
Lasha had been talking while looking out the hotel window since earlier.
I understood that she didn’t want to make eye contact with me right now.
But if it had been Lasha from yesterday, she would have kept looking at my face to read my mood.
For some reason, Lasha wasn’t showing her face today.
Curious, I sat down on the sofa and looked at Lasha’s face.
“Jus… Just a moment…”
Lasha’s face was quite red.
Even Lasha, who had been drunk under the red lights last night, hadn’t been this red.
I wondered if she had put alcohol in the coffee, but that wasn’t it.
“I… I remembered being carried on your back last night because I was drunk…”
She changed the subject, saying that she remembered what had happened yesterday.
Wait, if she remembered being carried on my back.
Could it be that she also remembered what had happened right before that?
“Do you remember us kissing?”
“…”
I asked directly, and this time, even her ears turned red.
The memory of our faces sticking together without any drinks seemed to have come to mind.
I laughed at Lasha, who showed a reaction that was more honest than any answer.
“Heh.”
“…”
She was reacting like this to just a kiss.
It seemed like we had a long way to go before she could completely satisfy me within two weeks.
When I laughed, Lasha bit her lip with an even redder face.
It was fun to tease her.
I drank my coffee and looked out the window.
Thanks to the clean window, the reflections of me and Lasha were visible.
Lasha was glancing at me from time to time while drinking her coffee.
[Wall : Strangulation, Kiss]
Another one had been added.
This was a bit unexpected.
Perhaps all of this was a first for Lasha.
That’s why her walls were forming so easily.
“By the way, can you tell me about your sister?”
“…My sister?”
Lasha asked back with a wary expression.
Even if she made that expression, I had to know.
Why Lasha’s sister, unlike Lasha, wasn’t immediately put up for auction, but instead was put up for a special auction.
