PHASE 3 - DON'T CRY, MY FRIENDZONE KING. ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS

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PHASE 3 - DON’T CRY, MY FRIENDZONE KING. ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS

I managed to sneak Rikkun at the back door of the restaurant with the help of Benedict, Heushac, and Mr. Kent. Now, it’s all up to me to carry him home in a piggy-back style.

“<Magnum Boost>!!!” Electricity flowed unto my veins as I dashed away from that ill-tainted eating place.

The air pressure of our run made it possible for Rikkun to wake up.

“Weeeeeeee!!!!” Rikkun spread his arms like an airplane. Is it just I or drunk Rikkun is really cute right now?

After five minutes, we finally made it to the front of the Efilion Residence. I used all my energy just to run fast, and now, I don’t have the energy left to cast a single attack spell.

“Are we still flying? Hic!” Rikkun said.

“N-No. We’re home, Rikkun. Make sure you drink lots of water.” I said as I put him down.

“I don’t feel so good…. Blargh!!!”

There’s a lot of puke at the door. I-I’m sorry about that! I’ll clean it later!

Rikkun no longer has the strength to stand up because of the dizziness, drowsiness, and drunkenness. So I carried him by his shoulder and helped him to his room. I also helped him remove his blood-and-barbecue-sauce stained white tux. Since he’s struggling on removing the buttons, I assisted him in removing his long sleeves.

“...Y-You know… I’m really glad that you’re here…” Rikkun talked gibberish.

“U-Um. Rikkun… About that earlier-”

“A little help please?” The drunk heartthrob pointed his belt. “It’s too tight! I can’t remove my pants!”

He didn’t even wait for my answer. He immediately fell down on his bed, half-asleep. All his strength has left him.

“E-Eeeeeeeh!?” I blushed. Am I really supposed to remove his pants!?

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That… That is so terrifying, but I managed to change Rikkun into his pajamas. Now he’s laying tiredly on his bed, ready to end the night with sleep. I covered his lower half with thick blankets.

“Hey… Hic! …. D-Did you take a peek... at my goods?” Rikkun had a teasing glare.

“I-I didn’t!” I cried.

I did change his clothes, but I didn’t remove his underwear, believe me! I wouldn’t be much of a pure and innocent Kozukata Shrine Maiden if I have some perverted thoughts.

Um… Well... I had a touch of his rock hard abs, powerful biceps and bouncy yet muscular butt, but that’s all! The thought of ravishing him while he’s drunk crossed my mind… just a little bit… What does ‘ravishing’ mean anyway? I’m just using deep words from my English dictionary.

He appeared to be sound asleep now. I caressed his golden hair as I whispered: “Good night, Rikkun. Let’s have a talk tomorrow.”

As I was about to leave his room, the drunk man woke up again and called my name. “Tiara…”

“Yes?”

“Can you… Can you sing a lullaby for me? I’m quite scared of the monsters under my bed…”

Rikkun is acting like a kid right now, but it doesn’t mean that he’s immature. He’s just drunk. And frustrated. And all of it is my fault. So I have to compensate for the sins that I have done to him.

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