Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

Rum's invitation letter stated that his father was celebrating his birthday, so he wanted to invite Lancer to celebrate the birthday of his father, a veteran of a certain organization.

Gin raised his eyebrows slightly: "People who don't know better think you are from Rum's group."

But what surprised Lancer was: "His father is still alive?!"

The backbone of the organization was cut off again and again like leeks, and the second-in-command position was given to Rum. Even young blood like Gin was gradually replacing the core composition of the organization.

And this old man who has been with the boss since the beginning of the organization is not dead yet?

Lancer wondered: "Could it be that this person also took the kind of drug developed by the organization?"

"No, it's just because he was relatively young when he followed the boss." Gin was cleaning the stubble on his chin with a razor, and the buzzing sound filled the room and became the background sound of the conversation between the two.

Hearing this, Lancer nodded.

Gin added: "Actually, you have seen him too, in that annex."

"Twilight Villa?"

"another."

Some memories emerged from his mind, and Lancer raised his eyebrows and said, "Is that the place where you were locked in the cellar and injected with the confessional?"

Ginjiu paused as he settled old accounts.

He stopped pressing the razor, reached out and rubbed his chin a few times, then put his hand still wet with water on the top of Lancer's head and rubbed it vigorously.

This revenge is childish.

"Does it make you happy to laugh at me?"

"I'll be happy to see you deflated." Lancer didn't mind at all that his hair was messed up, and changed the subject before Gin opened his mouth: "Are you going to the banquet invited by Rum with me?"

Gin patiently put his fingers on the towel and wiped away the water stains bit by bit.

Lancer waited for him, watching him finally throw away the towel and light a cigarette for himself, with a faint smile in his eyes.

After the man raised his neck and rolled his sexy Adam's apple a few times, he spat out a word like a reward.

"go."

……

A few days later, a huge airship slowly rose into the sky and flew all the way to Sapporo in the north.

When he first boarded the airship, Lancer lamented that Rum would entertain guests with such a grand ceremony, but after he boarded the airship, he realized that he seemed to be the only one on Rum's invitation list?

When he thought of this, Lancer couldn't help but reach out and hug the arm of the man next to him.

"Brother Tou, if I am targeted by Rum, please protect me."

Toru Amuro, who was brought along, took his hand away coldly and glanced behind him from the corner of his eye.

"You have someone else to protect you, so why do you need me?"

Following them, besides Vodka and Camus, there were two more unfamiliar-looking guys.

Both of them are taciturn, and the guns they carry are particularly eye-catching.

Especially since they all wore black hats and tried their best to cover half of their faces, it was difficult not to make people doubt their identities.

When he got on the airship and walked into the reception hall inside, Lancer saw a few guys who looked familiar.

Lancer had met these people before at the Karasuma family's small annex, and at that time he was very rude to them because of Gin.

Now that they have met again, of course neither of them looks too good-looking.

These people sat together and stared at Lancer eagerly, as if they wanted to eat him alive.

Toru Amuro said unexpectedly: "I didn't expect you to be quite hateful."

"Hey!" Lancer crossed his arms and raised the corners of his mouth, the contempt in his eyes was very obvious. "It's Lan Yan's anger. Who told them to touch people they shouldn't touch?"

In order to be more realistic, the expression on Lancer's face was deliberately gloomy.

"What a pity..." He sighed lowly.

[System: I’ll give you a little golden man! The widower looks like an actor. 】

Lancer: Are you going to scold me again?

Toru Amuro, or rather Bourbon, had been paying attention to the changes in his expression, as if he wanted to see what happened on Lancer's face.

He simply asked tentatively: "Is Gin... really dead?"

Lancer turned his head and looked at him, looking directly at him: "Do you want to go down and accompany him?"

Toru Amuro: "..."

After finishing the bourbon, Lancer was in a much better mood. He sat at the edge of the weird-looking water bar, tapped his fingers, and ordered a cup of refreshing coffee.

When Vodka wanted to follow him, he was pushed away by a hand.

He looked at the owner of the hand with red nail polish through his sunglasses and let out a surprised sound.

I saw Belmode sitting next to Lancer wearing a very beautiful dress, with an animal fur scarf on her shoulders.

She held her chin with her hand, glanced at the coffee Lancer ordered with her charming eyes, and asked, "Why don't you drink? You don't look sociable at all."

"You can't carry alcohol on the airship, right?" Lancer randomly found an excuse to fool him.

He couldn't say that he didn't have much energy now because he stayed up late yesterday with some insatiable guy.

I hope I can have a good sleep when I arrive in Sapporo.

Belmod raised his slender eyebrows and looked behind them opposite, "Really?"

Lancer also followed and saw a glass of wine placed in front of the Karasuma family members. Although the categories are different, it is indeed wine.

Lancer looked embarrassed and looked at the bartender who was cleaning the glasses.

He immediately put the blame on the other party.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you had wine? Who asked you to serve coffee?"

A big question mark appeared on the bartender's face: "...?"