“Eat! Drink! Let’s get drunk!”
“Peep peep!!!”
Before I knew it, Midori, who had filled up Charlotte’s belly a bit, started drinking with us.
Charlotte seemed to not understand what was going on, but she just followed along because it looked fun.
We had already finished a shot of soju each, so it felt a bit awkward to join in now… but Midori’s drinking capacity was rather average.
Not as good as Corbin, but still not too much.
Stronger than Dolores, though.
“Hehe… I can drink better than the Commander!”
“Daddy?”
“Yep! I drink better than your daddy!”
“Wow!”
Hmm… it’s certain that Midori and Charlotte seem to have a similar mental age.
Anyways, we were originally drinking just among ourselves, but now Midori had joined.
In fact, if Midori hadn’t stepped up, I would’ve participated in drinking this late.
“Hmm.”
“What’s wrong, Lindera?”
“Well, since I joined late, shouldn’t I get a round of entry shots?”
“……..”
“Eh.”
“Um… sister, could you pass me that beer?”
Isn’t that how drinking parties go?
I was grateful that Charlotte was taken care of, but we had duties too.
Not doing this would ruin the vibe.
“…Wait.”
“Hmm…”
I was pouring soju and beer into a glass.
That’s the most fun drink, right?
Just beer alone is boring.
“Aren’t you pouring too much…? The beer doesn’t seem to be 30%?”
“It’s fine. Probably.”
“No, um… could you just serve it again without the beer?”
“What can I do, I’ve already prepared it. Let’s drink up.”
Midori expressed her refusal, but it didn’t get accepted.
That was the penalty for joining late.
It was late because of Charlotte, but letting this slide would ruin the fun of the rare gathering.
No, it would make it way more boring.
“Come on, drink up.”
“Ugh….”
“Midori, even if you drink a lot… you won’t have a bad hangover tomorrow, right?”
“That’s true, but… I’ll get drunk fast!”
“You’ll probably be fine.”
Probably.
After all, as an agent, unlike us, she wouldn’t have a hangover.
Though getting drunk is still pretty normal… I thought it would be okay.
Honestly, the proportions seemed off, but it wasn’t like it was an absurd amount, right?
I hadn’t even filled half a beer glass.
“Charlotte, want to cheer on Midori?”
“Huh?”
“Just say ‘fighting’ loudly.”
I whispered that while holding Charlotte close.
To think, Midori would easily be influenced by Charlotte’s words.
She easily got teased and easily fell for Charlotte’s charm too.
In this situation, I figured one word from Charlotte could resolve it.
And it would really work, right?
“Midori! Fighting!”
“……..”
“Fighting!”
“……..”
“Fighting…?”
“Okay!!!”
Hmm.
Easy.
*
“Ugh…”
“…Lindera, aren’t you supposed to drink moderately?”
“What are you talking about…”
Corbin next to me was saying something strange.
Why suddenly stop drinking?
I’m not some lightweight like Corbin…
“Sister, just one more glass…”
“Ah… beer is good too…”
“Quickly now…”
I was enjoying drinks with my sister, who could drink a bit less than me.
Dolores was already passed out, and Midori was sleeping with Charlotte.
Basically, there were only the two of us drinking.
Well, Corbin wasn’t drinking…
“I always think, beer is just… too much…”
“Are you getting drunk?”
“Not really… but it makes me wanna pee.”
“That’s… I can agree. Definitely…”
Beer is tough.
The taste might be better compared to vodka or soju, but it does have its downsides.
That’s why I personally liked highballs or drinks like that more than beer.
Of course, I don’t dislike beer.
I’ve had a ton of it already.
“Ugh…”
“Ah…”
The number of empty beer bottles next to me was five.
Plus, there were six bottles of soju.
It wasn’t just us drinking, but it was indeed a lot.
Well, most of it was us, though.
“Corbin…”
“What’s up?”
“…What about Midori and Dolores lying over there?”
“Can’t we just take them back to the ship?”
“Isn’t that a hassle…? I need to go home quickly and put Charlotte to bed, I have so much to do…”
I said to Corbin, who was quietly grilling meat next to me.
By the way, why does my head feel so dizzy?
Everything seemed to spin.
“Corbin…”
“What?”
“Why are you moving so much?”
I was sitting still, yet Corbin kept moving in my view.
Really, why can’t he just sit still?
“Corbin…”
“What?”
“Why don’t you hug me when we sleep anymore?”
“…Huh?”
“Have you been too tired from work lately, not hugging me while we sleep? It’s really too much…”
“No, Lindera…?”
“You hug Charlotte more than me these days…”
“Yawn….”
“…sigh.”
To be honest, it was mainly Corbin’s fault.
I hadn’t done anything wrong.
Compared to before, he had been hugging me less, and it honestly was bad.
Right… back in the day, when we shared the bed, he would hug me every time.
Just because we had been married for a little over a year doesn’t mean he should treat me this way.
Charlotte always got hugs when sleeping in our bed.
Honestly, it was really way too much.
“What’s so hard about doing this a little?”
“…sigh.”
“What’s wrong with doing it when we sleep? I do it at home all the time…”
“…Fine, Lindera. Should we… get up?”
“Why should we get up? Is being like this bad?”
“That’s not what I meant.”
“What does that mean…”
I was merely hugging Corbin while sitting, yet he was rejecting me.
I was just trying to finally have some proper skinship after a while, and I never expected to be treated this way.
Now that we have a baby and have given birth, have I fallen out of favor?
I’ve heard that women are super attractive until their early 30s.
Was that all just nonsense?
Well, I couldn’t say that since I was still in my mid-20s.
I just recently stepped into my mid-20s…
“My breasts were always so loved…”
“…That’s.”
“What does that mean… finish what you were saying!”
“…I still like them now.”
“…Is that so?”
“…Yeah.”
“Hehe… hehehe…”
Even though Corbin was suddenly rejecting my hug, it felt nice.
Yeah, it’s nice.
Honestly, it’d be even better if he just embraced it. I hadn’t said I disliked it, and rather, I had said I liked it, so…
That little upset feeling just flew away, making me feel good instead.
Corbin had always loved breasts ever since.
“Seriously… my perverted husband likes breasts so much that it’s ridiculous…”
“Hehe…”
“…sigh.”
Anyways, being in Corbin’s arms and having this conversation felt nice.
His warmth felt nice, and something solid yet soft was comforting…
“Hehe…”
“…how do I carry all this…”
“Corbin…”
*
Corbin worked hard to get us into the car and diligently moved us back home.
Our strong Corbin.
As we returned, compared to when I was heavily drinking… the alcohol wore off.
Maybe…?
I still felt a bit dizzy, but definitely, it was much better than when I drunkenly flirted around.
“Hehe…”
“…Lindera, aren’t you sleepy?”
“I’m not sleepy.”
I was comfortably playing while hugging Corbin, who had been working hard earlier.
Corbin was drinking water and resting a bit.
“I feel like the exercise from before is really showing.”
“Right?”
“If it were the old days… I wouldn’t even be able to carry someone, I’d just be struggling while carrying Charlotte around.”
“…Is that a complaint?”
Charlotte was sleeping in her crib.
Midori, Dolores, and my sister were completely passed out in the living room.
I felt like I had drunk a lot, but… I definitely felt better than them.
Yeah.
At least, I wasn’t at the point of suddenly falling asleep like the three of them.
Yeah… maybe…?
“Hehe…”
“…Lindera.”
“What’s up?”
I was just gently rubbing against Corbin while hugging him.
He started looking at me seriously.
Why is he like this?
I was only pressing my chest against his back and rubbing.
“These days, you haven’t been hugging me at all while we sleep. Is this how it is?”
“…….”
“Seriously, just rubbing my chest a little, and you’re that happy?”
A playful smile.
I couldn’t help but let that slip out.
Corbin’s eyes clearly revealed what he was thinking.
Just how much he loved breasts.
“Hehe…”
“…….”
With my arms still around him, I slowly let my hands go down.
Heading toward Corbin’s legs.
Towards a private area.
“How much do you really like breasts that you get this stiff just from a little rub?”
If I glanced down, it was clear from the bulge in his pants.
Seriously… isn’t that a bit too responsive?
“…I can’t help it.”
“Is it because you’re not wearing any underwear, just a t-shirt?”
“……..”
“Or is it because I’ve been whispering sweet nothings in your ear?”
“…sigh.”
I was teasing Corbin while he turned his head away.
Every time I spoke, Corbin gave an excellent reaction to my words.
With every whisper, his body responded accordingly, and I could feel his unique sensations through the touch of my fingers.
“…Everyone is sleeping outside.”
They were all asleep.
They definitely weren’t just peacefully sleeping; they were so drunk they probably wouldn’t wake up.
I’d had my share of drinks as well, but… yeah.
It was clear they wouldn’t wake up for a while.
“…Lindera.”
“What is it?”
“…I’ll go move Charlotte to the living room.”
“Oh.”
Now that I think about it, Charlotte was also in the same room with us.
Out of all things, the next things we wanted to do… that kind of act obviously wasn’t appropriate in front of the baby.
“…So hurry back.”
“Got it. Just… get ready.”
“Yes, understood.”
We didn’t even need to say much more.
After all… we’d done a lot already, right?
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