In Ginza, Tokyo, at the fifth-generation Nodaiwa Michelin one-star Japanese restaurant, Egawakami invited a group of members of the Armed Detective Agency to dinner as a farewell party for them.

They will be returning to Yokohama in the afternoon. Although there will be plenty of opportunities to visit in the future, now is the time to say goodbye.

When Dazai Osamu thought about separating from Egawakami, he felt unhappy, and even the eel rice in his mouth lost its fragrance.

Jiang Chuan Shang looked at the eel liver in front of him leisurely and drank the sake in the glass slowly.

At this moment, the system suddenly came online: [Ancestor, the winery has started to take action, don't make a big fuss, today's news is still too big, even if the world is repaired, it can't be covered.]

Jiang Chuan Shang paused slightly and continued to pour himself a glass of wine while chatting with the system in his consciousness.

[Wouldn't it be better if the incident got out of hand? When we leave later, everyone's memory will be erased, and they won't be able to remember it even if they want to.]

[But aren’t you painting portraits of each of them? Aren’t you afraid of wasting money?]

[Nothing is wasted. They showed me love, and I gave them a painting in return. It is up to them to decide how to deal with it.]

[......]

Seeing that he had made up his mind, the system stopped talking and just sighed silently in its heart.

It is afraid and worried.

These paintings were all drawn by the host himself. Seeing them in the future might bring back the protagonists' memories, which is not worth it.

And these people are always different from the swordsmen in Honmaru. Honmaru will always belong to Ekawakami, and it can even be said to be the only place for Ekawakami to stay in the future.

Because the sword men can be said to be sword spirits born from swords and belong to the category of low-level gods. They are also free from the constraints of time and can stay with the gods forever.

But the protagonists of anime are different. They are ordinary humans with a short life, like a mayfly.

The ending must be sad.

Jiang Chuan Shang actually knew about the system's concerns, but he was too lazy to say it or care about it. Wouldn't it be better to just let things take their course?

Egawakami thought as a matter of course and indifferently, and when he noticed that Dazai was absent-minded, he raised his fingertips slightly, turned the wine that was about to reach his mouth and sent it directly to Dazai.

Japanese drinking glasses are very small, like the one that Egawakami is using now. They are small cherry blossom porcelain glasses. The round and white little things are very delicate in the hand and are pleasant to drink from.

However, it is not as good as the slender fingers that are holding it. When the pink fingertips touch the petals on the cup, they are even more delicate, and the remaining knuckles are clearly defined, beautiful like a work of art, a flawless beauty.

Beautiful existence always attracts people's attention.

Not to mention that Jiang Chuan Shang's charm is irresistible. Anyone who sees him will be filled with burning love and desire to pursue him. His proud nature makes people unable to resist the desire to conquer him. They long for him to bloom and be charming in their hands, but they don't want anyone to peek at his charm and they delusionally want to monopolize him.

Dazai Osamu looked at the sake that was handed to him for a long time before he turned his head to look at Jiangchuan and asked in confusion.

"For me?"

Jiang Chuan Shangzheng leaned his face into the palm of his left hand, with the tip of his slightly bent little finger just touching below the red teardrop mole. Hearing the words, he raised his eyelashes slightly and looked back at Dazai Osamu.

When their eyes met for a moment, Jiang Chuan raised the corner of his upper lip slightly and replied nonchalantly.

"Well, it's for you, don't you want to try it?"

What Dazai Osamu saw was a man with an appearance that could almost be described as gorgeous, smiling at him faintly. The corners of his eyes were slightly flushed with rouge due to his hazy drunkenness, softening the aggressiveness of his beauty, making people unable to help but be intoxicated by it and have lustful thoughts in their hearts.

He seemed unaware that he couldn't drink much, and he was inviting him with this blooming look, his lips watery from the wine.

It's slightly cool and soft, with only the mouth feeling warm, making people addicted.

Dazai Osamu's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously. After admiring it for a moment, he also smiled, stretched out his fingers in front of him, and slightly lowered his head to hold the small cherry blossom porcelain cup.

But the small porcelain cup was too small. Dazai Osamu originally went there to drink, but his lower lip immediately touched the back of those beautiful fingers, just like a kiss, and the touch was easy.

So he decided to go all out and simply used this posture to slightly lift Jiang Chuan Shang's fingers holding the cup and drank the sweet wine in one gulp.

After finishing drinking, Dazai Osamu still did not loosen his hand that was under Egawakami's fingers. Instead, he moved his fingers upwards and even more forcefully brought the knuckles into his palm and held them tightly.

After doing all this, Dazai Osamu slowly looked at Jiangchuan, his mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a sly and complacent smile, and whispered:

"We drank a glass of wine together. Does that count as an indirect kiss?"

"Not counting."

Jiang Chuan Shang said lightly, still looking at him lazily. After he finished speaking, he put down his hand that was supporting his chin and continued to pour wine for himself.

Dazai Osamu allowed him to retract his wrist, and while watching him pour the wine, he also propped up his face, imitating Ekawakami's previous action, tilted his head and looked at Ekawakami quietly, inexplicably feeling a sense of obedience.

It is so rare and extraordinary to see Dazai Osamu who is so quiet and silent.

Jiang Chuan Shang glanced at him briefly, feeling a little strange.

But after casually glancing at him, he continued drinking and slowly eating the food in front of him.

He ate very slowly, and the aristocratic manner of chewing food carefully was fully reflected in him. Even the way he ate looked beautiful, pleasing to the eye.

While Edogawa Ranpo was eating the food in front of him, he would occasionally look at what Ekawakami was doing, then continue to enjoy the food with his eyes narrowed.

It would be nice to have dessert after the meal, otherwise my mouth always feels a bit sour.

It might be the dipping sauce.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and stopped dwelling on it.

Then he picked up a large piece of golden and crispy tempura, put it into his mouth and ate it slowly, chewing it like a little squirrel, leaving a fragrant taste in his mouth.

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