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For all Tokito Akari knew, she would be returning to Japan shortly. She wanted to enjoy the time she had in Garm- especially if it could be spent with Menou. The two had gone together to go sightseeing through the city, something that filled the young girl with wonder. All the sights that she would only get to see for this one time in her life, she took in with amazement. It was beautiful.
Eventually, the two had to stop to get something to eat. While Menou found something for herself, Akari wanted to try something else she had found. She had earlier noticed a stand that had different kinds of teas, and she had wanted to try one. With Menou’s blessing, she had gotten one to drink, choosing the one that looked most appealing. Once she had it, she returned to the priestess.
“Hey Menooooou~!” Akari called out, her words stumbling and slurring slightly. Menou turned to the source of the voice and saw the Stray stumbling towards her. The girl threw her arms around the priestess as soon as she was close enough.
“Akari, what are you- what’s wrong with you?” Menou asked in shock. She was hesitant to push Akari off, but the sudden hug was a bit much.
“Noooothing~!” the otherworlder replied, the same peculiar speech pattern sticking out to Menou. It finally dawned on her what might be happening. She removed Akari’s arms from around her and held the girl at an arm’s length. Flushed face, slurred speech, stumbling around…
“Oh no,” Menou sighed, finally coming to her conclusion. “Akari, you’re drunk, aren’t you? You got an alcoholic tea…”
“Mmmmmmnope,” Akari denied, trying to hide it, though Menou only grew more certain. The visibly intoxicated girl figited as she poked her fingers together, glossy eyes darting around.
“Yes you are,” Menou sighed, turning and wrapping Akari’s arm over her shoulders. She began to lead the inebriated girl back to their hotel room. The Japanese girl giggled as she was led back, clinging to Menou the whole time.
“Here we are, finally,” Menou sighed as she closed the door behind her. She had gotten Akari back to their room safely and without incident, for which she was very grateful. Of course, now that she was here, she couldn’t get Akari off of her. The drunk girl was extremely clingy, and no amount of coaxing would get her to crawl into bed.
“Menou is just too warm and soft to let go of~!” Akari slurred, refusing to give the priestess any space. “And she’s really, really, really cute~!”
“And you’re very drunk,” Menou replied. She turned to face away from Akari—both to hopefully point the girl’s admittedly limited attention to the nearby bed, and to hide the blush that had quickly grown on her cheeks.
“Cute! Cute, cute, cute!” Akari drunkenly cooed, nuzzling her head against the priestess’s shoulder. She beamed brightly as she clung to the blonde, affectionately murmuring small compliments.
Menou sighed. “If I get into bed too, will you go with me?”
It seemed like it was instant that the two were in bed after that. Akari’s arms were still wrapped firmly around Menou as she snuggled her and continued to nuzzle into her shoulder. Menou blushed at the affectionate contact. She knew she shouldn’t hold any feelings for Akari. She knew it was dangerous. But when she was like this? So affectionate, and just… so damn cute? She couldn’t help it.
“Does Menou knoooow…” Akari spoke in a drunken mumble. She stopped nuzzling Menou briefly to speak. “Does Menou know how much Akari loves her? Akari really loves Menou~!”
“Eh?” Menou gasped. Her heart began to pound in her chest, not with fear, but with surprise, and possibly embarrassment. An outright love confession wasn’t something she was expecting, but for some reason, it made her feel fluttery. It gave a surprising warmth and happiness. Was it just the drunkenness?
“Mmmhmm~!” Akari hummed. She smiled as she squeezed Menou tighter, a loving (if still intoxicated) embrace. “And Akari wants to kiss Menou veeeeeeeeery much.”
Menou blushed even harder. She knew she should say no outright. She couldn’t afford to catch feelings. But perhaps she already had. “O-Only if you promise to get some sleep after, okay, Akari?”
“Mhm, mhm,” Akari agreed happily. Before anything else could be said or done, she leaned up and place her lips on Menou’s. In her drunken state, it wasn’t a very clean kiss. In fact, it was awkward and stilted. But as far as she was concerned, it was heaven. Their warm, soft lips met, keeping a gentle contact for a few seconds before the two pulled apart.
Menou’s heart thumped hard. She found that she actually enjoyed the kiss, surprising herself greatly. If she were in any other situation—especially if Akari were sober and it felt less weird to do so—she may have even asked for more.
“Goodnight, Menou~!” Akari said with a smile. She began to drift off into a happy, peaceful slumber, leaving the priestess alone with her conflicting feelings.
Hopefully, she wouldn’t have to deal with her confusing and contradicting desires for much longer…