In the middle of a crowd, a young man with black hair held a microphone, shooting his coolest pose. Standing on an outdoor stage, he addressed the students who cheered for this marvelous day. "Welcooooome, everybody, to the 31st Tanokura High School festival! At the moment, D Project Matching Game, open for all! Come meet your destiny! C'mon, don't miss this chance!" Walking off the stage, he went behind into an empty school room, sighing. God, that was terrible. I am never losing a bet to her again. Switching to his casual clothes, Soul decided to scout out the premises. Today was the a fundraiser carnival-esque fare for the school, and as the school "senpai", he was in charge of this afternoon's events. Heading to a food stall, he took a seat. "One spicy miso ramen."

"What happens if we loose?" Sairi asked.

She suddenly looked at Soul, rather shocked.

"How was that not embarrassing?!" She asked.

"It was my first kiss...." she muttered, but you could barely hear it.

"We'll know when it happens~" he teased.

Realizing her embarrassment, he tried to console here.

"It was mine, too. But I'm happy it could be with you."

"Really...?" Sairi asked, looking up at Soul.

She smiled.

"I'm glad too then."

"So, your turn." Soul offered, taking another shot of his juice for fun. "Wanna dare? I dare you to running glomp me."

"No." Sairi said, taking another shot.

She was really getting out of it now.

"Um...I dare you to....Um...I don't know."

"You dare me to dare me~" Soul moaned.

Rolling around the floor, he swiped a nearby cabinet, looking at his finger.

"My my, there's still so much dust."

(Haha very funny)

 

"I dare you to actually clean this place." Sairi said, taking another shot.

She suddenly just fell over, laughing.

"What did you do Soul?"

Soul stared at her blankly.

"I d-didn't do anything."

Tying on an apron and broom, he stared dusting the floor........ with the broom upside down.

(*silent nosebleed*)

 

Sairi gave in and had to use the bathroom. She lost.

But of course she took another shot and was just a little drunk.

"Hey Hey Souuullll~" She called, crawling over to him

"Take it off."

 

(PG-13 ROLEPLAY SOUL GOSHHH)

"............"

Soul started to take off his shirt, until he had a sober idea.

"Since you lost, for every piece of cloth I take off, you take yours off too."

He practically ripped off his shirt, but then realized how idiotic his challenge was.

"Oh wait......" he mumbled, having a nosebleed.

Sairi suddenly blushed like crazy.

"NO WAY YOU PERVERT PEDOPHILE LITTLE GIRL LOVER!!" Sairi suddenly said, turning rather sober for a second.

"Your nose is bleeding~" she then said.

".... it is?" Soul asked.

Using his shirt to wipe his nose, he began to take off his socks anyway.

"....also the pants?"

"As long as the apron is there." Sairi warned.

What was wrong with her.

Soul carefully slid off his jeans, standing with only his underwear. Which was briefs. Because he was stupid this morning.

"This is just like strip poker!" he cheered.

"No it's not, keep the apron on. Pervert." Sairi was blushing like crazy.

But then within seconds she was dead out.

Being drunk is stupid.

Soul lay beside her, drunk.

"Good night, Sairi~" he moaned, falling asleep on the floor.

Eventually, the morning came around and Sairi came out of her drunken state. She looked around, then looked at Soul. 

She imminently got up and cowered. 

"What the f*** happened?!" she suddenly yelled.

She was extremely confused and rather scared to know exactly what did happen. 

Soul shot up, staring at his body.

"Well at YOU'RE wearing clothes." he bluntly replied.

Looking at the scratched floor, he could only assume he used the broom upside down.

"And you're not!" Sairi suddenly yelled.

"What happened to ussssss...." she groaned, making herself sit back down.

"We drank Oceanspary......" he moaned. "And played a game. What did we even play? Doctor?"

Reaching for his drawer, Soul pulled out some jeans and and a black long-sleeved shirt.

"Want breakfast? I know how to cook sunny-side up eggs."

"I have no idea what we did..." Sairi sighed.

She shook her head to breakfast.

"I hate eggs, do you have some fruit." She asked.

Sairi then looked down at her outfit. She was wearing dirty clothes. She hated wearing clothes twice.

"Also...do you have a shirt or something that will maybe fit me? I don't care if it's just a shirt for now." She said seriously.

"Some apples and orange juice." He replied, reaching into the fridge.

"And I have a large shirt somewhere in my room. Pick any you want."

Realizing that he left some eroge on the desk, Soul was about to stop her, but shrugged.

Sairi came back into the kitchen, not even caring about modesty. She wore one of Soul's button-down shirts that was way to big for her. And she only wore the shirt. She simply grabbed the best looking apple before sitting down.