High Priest in Japan

Hearing this, Qin Heqing smiled dryly, didn't say much, and left the scene knowingly, but he didn't go home. After all, Ayukawa's search was not over yet, so he naturally didn't want to leave her alone here to work hard. I went home to rest under the covers by myself, so after leaving the park, I turned around and went to the izakaya opposite the park...

Then he hesitated, and walked towards one of the tables.

Teacher Guojing? Qin Heqing asked in surprise, looking at the art teacher who was already drunk and had some unknown personnel.

Huh? You are... Kuni Jizi raised his head and looked at Qin Heqing with dim drunken eyes.

Teacher Guojing, it's me, Qin Heqing from Class 2B. Qin Heqing consciously sat down across from Jizi Guojing, looking at the makeup on his face, he looked like he had cried a lot before, or was crying Kuni Himeko said.

Qin Heqing, oh, I remembered, Qin Heqing, that art idiot from class B. Himeko Kuni was stunned for a while, and then pointed at Qin Heqing as if remembering.

The black line on Qin Heqing's forehead made him feel a little embarrassed——

Isn't it just the processing of lines? Is it necessary to give him the title of a fool? It's not like he can't even draw a single comic...

Speaking of this matter, Qin Heqing is in pain. You say that you are an art teacher and you can do your art teaching well. Teach stick figure skills, talk about sketching, if you can’t do it, you can get some high-end oily basics. What about manga skills...

I know these are the favorites of high school students in the island country, but you can't just call him an idiot because of his poor manga skills?

Obviously, in terms of sketching, his grades have always been excellent.

Even these are all due to studying humanities and history in my previous life, because considering future archaeological excavations, I have to draw on-site structure diagrams and unearthed cultural relics and utensils.

But it was enough to even out his comprehensive grades, so that he wouldn't be the bottom one in the art class.

By the way, what are you doing here? Drinking? That's not allowed, that's illegal, and the teacher doesn't allow it. Kuni Jizi paused for a while and then said to Qin Heqing.

It's okay, I haven't forgotten my identity and responsibilities, and I have brought professional ethics into my bones, and I can be regarded as a qualified professional teacher.

I know, I'm here for dinner. Qin Heqing glanced at his mouth and said.

He didn't bother to get angry with a woman who should have been emotionally hurt and went to the izakaya to drink away her worries.

That's good.

Then Himeko Kuni picked up the wine plate in front of her again and drank the sake in the glass, and poured it again, only to find that there was no wine in the small porcelain bottle.

Waiter! Kuni Himeko called.

Here's a guest, what else would you like to order? A waiter trotted over and asked.

Bring me another bottle of wine.

Okay, guest, just wait a moment, the wine will be served to you soon. After finishing speaking, the waiter was about to leave, and went to fetch wine for Himeko Kuni, Wait.

What's your order, guest?

What do you have to eat now? Qin Heqing asked.

Ramen, set meals, rice balls and simple vegetarian stir-fry are available. What do you think you want to eat?

Then give me a bowl of tonkotsu ramen.

Okay, wait a moment.

After speaking, the waiter officially left the table and returned to the back kitchen to help pass the dishes.

One serving of tonkotsu ramen at table seven!

...

The waiter acted very quickly, and within a minute, Kuni Himeko's wine was served. And Himeko Kuni didn't thank him, grabbed the wine bottle and poured it into the wine plate, then picked it up and put it in his mouth, as if he would never give up until he drank himself unconscious, Qin Heqing saw Very sideways.

Why is Mr. Guojing drinking here alone? Did something happen to you? If you don't mind, you might as well tell me. Maybe it will make you feel better. Qin Heqing was very curious, and asked in a boring manner.

Tell me, what are you talking about? Tell me, teacher, I finally fell in love for the first time, but I became a mistress, and the man I was looking forward to didn't take on the responsibility. Did I get dumped because of my wife's threat? I don't want to lose face in front of the students. After finishing speaking , the tears flowed uncontrollably again, dripping into the wine, and she drank it into her stomach along with the wine...

You've finished beating yourself up, and you said that you don't want to lose face in front of the students. Don't you feel contradictory?

Qin Heqing looked at her speechlessly, shook his head, resolutely stopped talking, and waited for his tonkotsu ramen with peace of mind.

After all, I am not the person involved in emotional matters, so I don't have the so-called right to speak! Yes, just standing and talking without pain in the back, and the so-called hypocrisy, so it's better not to participate.

What's more, the current Kuni Himeko is already a little abnormal. Don't break down and cry because of his intervention. It would be bad if there was any trouble at the stall.

Even with the current situation, troubles seemed to have started since he met Himeko Kuni.

And so on for a while.

Guest, your tonkotsu ramen.

Thank you, oh, yes, bring me a bottle of mineral water.

OK.

Then Qin Heqing took the chopsticks on the side, opened them, and started eating with a snort in front of Himeko Kuni.

And the speed was very fast. In just ten minutes, a large bowl of tonkotsu ramen and some clear soup entered his stomach, leaving only a shallow soup base in the bowl.

Waiter, pay the bill. Qin Heqing opened the mineral water and took a sip, cleaned his mouth by the way, and shouted.

coming.

Chenghui, 1760 yuan.

Count hers too. Qin Heqing pointed to Kuni Jizi and said to the waiter while taking out his wallet.

Okay, let me check the bill. Then the waiter quickly flipped through the order receipt and reported an amount, This customer spent a total of 18,300 yuan, plus your 1,760 yuan, and a 5% service charge With tax, the total is 20660 yuan”

Qin Heqing nodded, took out two large bills of 10,000 yuan, one 500 yuan, one hundred yuan, and 10 and 50 yuan coins, and handed them to the waiter. Kuni Himeko, who was no longer conscious, said, Mr. Kuni, we should go.

No, I won't leave, I still want to drink. Kuni Himeko murmured instinctively.

Okay, let's drink in another place. Qin Heqing did not refute, and continued following her words.

Okay, let's drink somewhere else. Then Qin Heqing stopped Kuni Himeko, greeted Yueer, and Ayukawa, who came back shortly after he finished eating ramen, left the izakaya, hailed a taxi, and returned to himself rented apartment.