New Show Time

[It's really hard to believe, the memory of those ghoul cells that you devoured in the laboratory, and as another part of your energy after endowing it with consciousness, what is your purpose?Become a king...]

"Shut up the dead, Arima." As if talking to himself, Weston was slightly taken aback looking at the suit on his body. Which kind-hearted person gave it to him?He habitually found the wallet in his suit, 10 yen in cash notes, and put 9 yen in his pocket.

As for Nitta Yoshishi's driver's license and suit, he folded them up and placed them on the ground not far from the trash can, and at the same time wrote on the ground [Please hand over the ID to the person in the wallet. ] and a reward of 1 yen.

With all this settled, there was no more burden. Weston stood up and sniffed.

A familiar coffee aroma hits the nostrils.

It tastes the same as an hour ago.

He came to this block in a trance, and it seemed that it was because of the smell of coffee.If possible, he would also like to find an acquaintance to help tidy up his body.

"I have money, and I have found acquaintances. At least before I 'die', I can still meet acquaintances."

Weston followed the smell of coffee.

In less than 3 minutes, a coffee shop marked [RE] appeared in front of Weston. When the door was pushed open, the familiar bell sounded.

In front of the bar, he stared at a silver-haired man in a bartender uniform, as if three years had passed.

"This is..."

"A rare customer?" Weston took the initiative to smile and walked up to the bar.

The villains are right!

"Brother, how many times have I said..." The voice and the figure came from the background at the same time, only less than ten meters apart, but the atmosphere was far apart.The blue-haired beauty in threes and sevens came out wearing a clerk apron with 'RE' LOGO printed on it.

"My guest, what do you need~"

"I need some protein to supplement my nutrition now, please give me a glass of milk."

"Milk? I'm sorry I don't have it here. Is hot cocoa available?"

"All right!"

"Understood, please wait~"

Dong Xiang returned to the backstage, and brought out a cup of hot cocoa a few minutes later.

"Is there anything else you need?"

"Hey, it's rare that I want to see the faces of acquaintances, do you completely treat me as a stranger?" Weston said very hurt.

Dong Xiang tilted her head, put her index finger slightly on her lips and thought, looking at the miserable silver-haired uncle in front of her, she still couldn't remember: "Who are you?"

Weston: "..."

"Look at the look in his eyes, even if the sign on the door sign clearly says coffee, tea, alcohol, and someone who doesn't follow common sense order milk, who would do that..." the bartender Si Fanglian said with a blank expression.

Dong Xiang looked at Weston carefully, slightly surprised: "Oh, it turned out to be you."

It hurts even more...

Feeling a little speechless in his heart, Weston tried his best to smile and said, "Ah, it's been a long time, and you have become slim."

"It's been a long time, Mr. Stone. Thank you for your compliment."

A completely formal response.Weston glanced at her, took a sip of hot cocoa, and said in a low voice, "I still prefer you who were the same as the powder kegs three years ago..."

"But it's been three years... right?" Dong Xiang stared at his dark and loose eyes, looking for something carefully.

"Yes, people will grow up when they are over 20 years old, and they will also lose the purity of their youth, live in this vast world and be troubled by desires, and eventually lose their own traces..." Weston sighed.

"What are you doing here?" Sifang Lian on the side asked.

"It's just an accidental collision." Weston waved his hand: "Don't be so targeting me, I also remember the thing that you rescued Dong Xiang alone three years ago and left me in the car. Although it is true that I have no reason Let you save, but in that situation, a creature would feel abandoned..."

"If you say that, you, as the former leader of the Bronze Tree, are also part of the ruined antiques." Sifang Lian said silently.

"..."

"Is there nothing to refute? Even in the past three years, you haven't looked for the store manager. The bronze tree has disappeared, and you can't see it. To be honest, I think you are playing bitter tricks."

"..."

"Okay, uncle. Don't go on, just treat him as an ordinary guest..."

Boom!

Before Dong Xiang could finish his words, Weston, who was sitting in front of the bar, froze, dropped the hot cocoa cup in his hand, and fell to the ground like a puppet out of control.

【End of erection】

[RC value: 0]

【Dead x1】

"This is……"

"Move him to the back."

The signboard at the entrance of the RE store was marked with [Temporarily Closed]. Backstage of the coffee shop, Dong Xiang and Sifang Lian suggested to move Weston to the bed for a while.

Looking at the already 'lifeless' Weston... Dong Xiang frowned slightly: "Uncle."

"Well. I can't feel his smell. If it was placed three years ago, he gave us a sense of oppression and at the same time allowed us to estimate the huge number of RC cells contained in him, but..."