Drunk Is Hereditary

"Miharu-san, shall we go to the hotel?"

Naoki looked at Miharu who was blushing, her eyes were blurry, and she was clearly starting to lose consciousness, and asked seriously.

Miharu looked up, her eyes filled with confusion, her voice was slurred, and her words faltered:

"Un… Onee-sama… Where are you…"

You still miss your big sister at such a time, she is indeed a desperate Sis-con!

"Since Miharu-san didn't refuse, then I take it as an agreement."

The current situation is urgent.

They can't stand in the rain on the street, it's too stupid.

Naoki looked at the love hotel not far ahead, holding an umbrella in one hand, and wrapped his arms around Miharu's waist with the other to prevent Miharu from falling, and walked towards the hotel.

So smooth.

Her waist is very thin.

Miharu's waist was thinner than Mafuyu's, as expected of a real little sister.

It's just that the smell of alcohol is a bit unpleasant.

Friendship is risky, and you have to be careful when drinking. This sentence is true, you think you are drinking wine, who knows what weird things will be put in the wine!

Go to love hotel immediately.

This kind of hotel can be seen in the streets and alleys, and the number is very large, unlike the ordinary hotel, it adopts a full-fledged self-service method, and there is no hotel front desk and receptionist at all.

The reason Naoki chose the love hotel is because it is the closest and can be reached by walking a few steps, secondly, there is no need to suspect which can save a lot of trouble.

"I have no choice..."

You can choose a themed suite on the self-service machine. Naoki took a quick glance and found that there were dozens of themed suites having fun with the theme.

The latter is more likely.

After all, it is the rainy season. Everyone will bring an umbrella when they leave. Too luxurious to hide from the rain in the hotel.

After choosing a themed suite and paying the bill, Naoki took the room card he took out, held Miharu alone, and walked to the second floor.

The lighting in the corridor was dim, very quiet, and there was no sound at all. This kind of love hotel had high privacy requirements early in its construction. The first point is that the sound insulation effect must be good.

Immediately after walking to the front of the room, Naoki swiped his card to enter the room, turned on the light, and then put the dizzy Miharu on the big heart-shaped bed, and turned to look at the layout of the room.

It tasted... just normal.

Carrying Miharu inside the room, Naoki was sweating everywhere, tired and hot.

"It's time to tell sensei."

Naoki sat by the bed, took out his cell phone, and sent a message to Mafuyu.

"Sensei, I have two news, one good news and one bad news. Which one would you like to hear first?"

...

Mafuyu was drinking tea and watching TV in the apartment. Like this cold rainy night, she didn't throw a party to socialize, and she had nothing to do without watching TV. After hearing the vibration, she picked up the phone and looked at it, and she bit his lip.

"...Rough!"

Sending this kind of news to the teacher in the middle of the night was definitely disrespectful.

Mafuyu wanted to ignore Naoki, but she could only reply to the message with his right hand:

"I don't want to hear it."

"Then Miharu-san handed it over to me."

"Eh?" Mafuyu was shocked, his eyes widened quickly, and she sat up straight, "You're not in the apartment? Are you with Miharu now?"

Naoki: "Don't say that, sensei won't listen anyway."

Mafuyu hesitated, and sent a video call request to Naoki, she didn't expect Naoki to make such a joke.

In other words... Naoki should really be with Miharu.

A college student and a high school student usually don't see each other at all, so why are the two of them together in the middle of the night?

Without seeing it in person, she couldn't relax at all.

Luckily Naoki didn't refuse and quickly agreed to the video call request.

Then...

"Where are you two?"

Mafuyu opened her eyes in disbelief.

The pink room, the huge heart-shaped bed, the ambiguous lighting, and the magazine with the cover open in the corner, it's all pretty bad.

Mafuyu had an unbelievable guess quickly come to his mind.

This... a love hotel?

Naoki actually took Miharu to a love hotel to open a room, and even sent a message to show off on her?

If Mafuyu didn't trust Naoki much and knew that there must be a reason, Mafuyu would have called the police by now.

"Where is this place?"

Mafuyu's voice is like a visitor from hell, fortunately she is not an elementary school teacher, otherwise she can really scare elementary school students to tears.

"It's raining outside anyway, and Miharu-san's clothes are wet." Naoki coughed softly, because he didn't do anything wrong, so he didn't panic at all, "Now there are two news, one good and one bad news, which one Sensei wants to hear first?"

Mafuyu bit her lower lip: "What's the bad news?"

Naoki dialed his phone, faced the blushing and confused Miharu, and said seriously:

"The bad news is that Miharu-san was drunk at the sorority party."

Mafuyu's eyes narrowed, looking at his little sister, getting very drunk, it was really very bad news.

"What about the good news?"

Naoki asks for a compliment: "The good news is that Miharu-san was saved by me."

"Hah?" Mafuyu suddenly frowned, and sharply heard the special words in this sentence, "Save Miharu... What do you mean?"

"Long story..."

Naoki was about to explain the ins and outs of this matter when he suddenly felt a scent coming from behind, followed by a touch of softness squeezing his back.

Miharu didn't know when to sit down, but actually hugged Naoki from behind, stared at the phone with hazy, unclear eyes, and said in a cute voice:

"Onee-sama… meow, I dreamed of Onee-sama again… I'm so happy…"

You can dream of your Onee-sama in your dreams, and Sis-con's level has reached the point of despair!

"Miharu, are you alright?"

Mafuyu asked worriedly.

"Hee hee Onee-sama, don't worry about me…" Miharu laughed blankly, "My head is so dizzy… and my body is so hot… my heart is beating really fast…"

Miharu clearly couldn't sit still. She lay on Naoki, and she spoke in a different way. She suddenly covered his mouth, turning to look at Naoki.

"Miharu-san?"

Naoki's heart skipped a beat, and a bad feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

The next moment, this drunk Miharu suddenly tilted her head and bowed, and those pink lips kissed Naoki's cheek.