Chapter 47: Sho Utei misunderstood my penis as a flute!

During dinner, Kakae didn’t say a single word, while I caught the brunt of everyone’s fire. Though I normally didn’t touch a drop of alcohol, they somehow badgered me into drinking a heavy amount of liquor. I didn’t want to drink, but they kept finding excuses that sounded reasonable enough to convince me. Not wanting to ruin their spirits, I could only bury my head and drink. I drank until the world was spinning and I couldn’t tell north from south.

Kakae, who had remained silent the whole time, couldn’t bear to watch it anymore and offered to drink on my behalf. Looking at her eyes—still slightly red—I refused. I could tell she couldn’t handle liquor at all. Seeing me reject her offer, Kakae’s eyes turned even redder. In that moment, I felt as though I had deeply hurt this adorable senior! A new round of toasts interrupted my wandering thoughts. By then, my head was completely muddled; no matter who poured the drink, I picked it up and chugged it down, until finally, I collapsed right onto the table!

I didn’t know how much time had passed when a gust of wind blew over, making me shiver. I blearily opened my eyes, only to realize that someone was dragging me along as we walked. Shaking my head, I asked hazily, "Where... are we?"

The person supporting my arm heard me speak and quickly helped me stand straight, wiping the sweat from his forehead as he complained, "Boss, you’re finally awake! You almost worked me to death!"

I forced my eyes open, only to realize it was Ryu Yu. "Is dinner over? Where’s Kakae?"

Ryu Yu looked at me with extreme disdain. "You just woke up and the first thing you do is ask about her? Why don’t you show some concern for me instead? Talk about bros before hoes! She originally said she wanted to see you back, but I talked her out of it. After that, two people came to take her home!"

"Oh, that’s good then!" I raised my head, squinting at my surroundings, and realized we were already below my dormitory building. "I can walk back myself. You head back to your room first; you still have things to do tomorrow!" With that, I shook off Ryu Yu’s hand supporting my arm and staggered forward, swaying step by step.

"Can you manage on your own?" Ryu Yu called out from behind.

Without answering, I waved my hand to signal that he could leave. I locked my eyes onto the direction of the dorms and dragged myself back by leaning against the trees along the path. After much struggle, I found the staircase handrail and slowly trudged upstairs, resting after every few steps. It wasn’t until I saw the lit floor sign on the fifth floor that I let out a long sigh of relief. I’m never drinking again in my life!

"You’re back?" a voice called out.

Who’s that? I turned my head around but saw no one. Raising my gaze, I caught sight of a figure standing in front of my dorm room. Leaning against the wall, I asked, "Who is it?"

As the figure walked slowly up to me, I finally saw her face clearly. Wasn’t this Sho Utei?!

But something was different about her tonight. Her cheeks were flushed a deep red, and the faint scent of alcohol clung to her breath. She seemed drunk. Supporting myself against the wall, I asked in confusion, "Are you here looking for me?"

Sho Utei held onto my hand and whispered softly near my ear, "Mhm. I asked a lot of people before I found out you lived here. Let me help you into your room!"

I really didn’t have any strength left, so I let her support me to the door. With great difficulty, my uncooperative hands fumbled out the keys from my pocket and unlocked the door.

With one hand being pulled by her and the other leaning against the wall, I collapsed directly onto the bed as soon as we entered, lacking even the strength to move. Sho Utei sat on the opposite bed, resting her chin on her hand, her eyes fixed on me without blinking. Pulling a pillow under my chin, I lay flat on the bed and asked, "What are you looking at? Is there something on my face? Why did you come here so late at night?"

Hearing my questions, Sho Utei didn’t feel embarrassed at all. She looked at me earnestly and said, "I want to get a good look at you. What kind of person are you, really?"

Though my entire body felt limp, I still rolled my eyes at her and said testily, "I’m a man, of course!"

"A man? Then why do you possess such rich and delicate emotions?"

"What kind of logic is that? Are all men cold-blooded animals? Men can’t have deep emotions?" My voice raised a notch—not out of anger, but simply to cover up the guilt in my heart. Aphrodite really is a woman, after all!

Sho Utei let out a noncommittal laugh, and her expression turned serious. "I want to learn music from you. Will you teach me?"

"We can talk about whatever it is tomorrow!" I said, closing my eyes.

"I didn’t get a chance to tell you last time at the French restaurant. Afterward, I even asked Sister Shin Garei, who was with you, to help pass the message!"

"What? So the friend Garei mentioned last time was you! I heard you play, and you’re already quite good; there’s nothing left for me to teach you!" Upon hearing Garei’s name, my eyes snapped open, but I just wanted her to leave as soon as possible. I certainly didn’t want a girl I barely knew watching me sleep.

"I don’t care! I looked so hard for you. This time, if you don’t agree, I’m not leaving!" Sho Utei said, turning her head away obstinately.

Looking at the stubborn girl before me, I let out a sigh. What on earth do I have to teach you? It seemed I had to make her give up hope completely. Turning my head to the other side, I said indifferently, "Suit yourself. I’ve already said I have nothing to teach you. If you’re not leaving, there’s another bed you can sleep on. I’m going to sleep!"

With my back turned to her, I couldn’t see her reaction. I only heard the rustling of bedsheets and then a soft thud as something hit the floor.

"Then... if I let you make love to me in exchange for teaching me music... what do you say?" Her voice was low and husky, slightly slurred from the wine.

My eyes flew open, and when I turned my head, she had already slipped off her outer robe!

The thin fabric pooled at her feet, and she stood there in nothing but a flimsy undergarment that clung to every curve. Her breasts were full and round, the her skin glowing in the dim light, the soft swell of her cleavage rising and falling with each unsteady breath. The cold air had hardened her nipples into visible peaks against the sheer fabric, and a faint flush had spread from her cheeks down her neck to the tops of her breasts.

Before I could react, she stepped forward, grabbed my hand, and pressed it firmly against her chest. The soft, warm weight of her breast filled my palm, I could even feel her heartbeat pounding beneath my fingers!

I yanked my hand back as if burned.

"You’re drunk!" I blurted out.

Sho Utei’s face was burning red. Her eyes were half-lidded, hazy with wine and something else. She smiled, slow and sweet, and whispered, "I heard men like doing that kind of thing. So... if I let you do it with me, in exchange for you teaching me music, how about it?"

"I... you need to go to sleep," I said, my voice rough. I turned my back to her, pulled the blanket up over my shoulders, and squeezed my eyes shut. "We’ll talk about it tomorrow. Goodnight!"

I don’t know how long had passed. I slowly opened my eyes.

The first thing I felt was a stiffness like iron below, along with a sticky, damp sensation. Startled, I quickly lifted the blanket.

There was Sho utei, sitting beside me, both hands wrapped around my penis, her head lowered as she focused intently on blowing my penis!

Even though her eyes were closed, her lips still murmured softly, "Hehe... I’m learning to play the flute with Fuitsu-kun..."

I was stunned beyond belief. Could she be dreaming that she was learning to play the flute, and had mistaken... my thing for a flute?!

I reached out and gently shook her shoulder. "Sho utei..."

But Sho utei did not wake up. She only frowned slightly, mumbled something unintelligible, and then continued.

Her lips moved again, still murmuring dreamily:

"Fuitsu-kun... this flute... is so warm..."

I felt my soul leave my body. I tried to pull away, but Sho utei’s hands held on tightly, refusing to let go, as if she had truly found her precious practice flute and had no intention of losing it!

Her brows furrowed slightly as she breathed softly and evenly, completely lost in her dream while continuing to practice the flute with absolute dedication!