When the group leader becomes the boss of the black organization[Comprehensive]

"Snapped!"

The bamboo knife in Kuroro's hand was sent flying by the boy again.

"No, you're not used to using this kind of long weapon." Xu stared at the black-haired young man with an annoyed expression in front of him, and commented lightly, "Your way is really too wild, and you haven't learned it systematically at all. It's the art of killing."

"Oh." Kuroro sighed, walked to the side and bent down to pick up the bamboo knife on the ground.Holding the bamboo knife, he patted it on his palm and shook his head: "You are right, I still prefer daggers."

"No more practice." Xu simply and neatly threw the bamboo knife in his hand aside, "Your fighting style has basically been finalized, since you are more accustomed to using melee weapons, there is no need to force yourself to use inappropriate ones, as long as you know how to deal with them gone."

Kurolo looked at him and raised his eyebrows.

"For example..."

He suddenly took a step forward, grabbed the young man's wrist and twisted it violently, and swept his foot. The set of movements was as coherent as flowing water, and directly threw Xu who was caught off guard to the ground.

"—Is that so?"

He clapped his hands and straightened up, smiling and asking the boy lying on the ground gnashing his teeth.

"You bastard..." Xu gritted his teeth fiercely, and got up while propping himself up on the ground. "I see you are impatient!" he roared angrily.

"Aren't you the one who lives impatiently, boy?"

The black-haired young man opened a pair of big dark eyes and looked at him innocently.

Xu: "..."

Although what you said is the truth, you always feel that something is wrong and you have an urge to hit someone.

"Too lazy to argue with you." He walked to the side, picked up the water glass and took a few big gulps. "By the way, I remember that you seemed to say that you were going somewhere together tonight, where are you going?" He put down his glass, as if he suddenly remembered something, and turned to ask Kurolo.

"Go to the bar." Kuroro answered him with a smile, "a very famous bar in Tokyo."

"bar?"

Xu frowned.As soon as he mentioned bars, he immediately thought of Yoshiwara's Flower Street, followed by Kabuki Hall.I heard that the two incompetent apprentices in Songyang even went there to sell themselves as cowherds and flower street cards...

It's a shame, he thought gloomily, how come Songyang wasn't revived by them.

"Cough cough." His thinking went astray for a while, and he finally pulled his attention back and looked at Kuroro and asked, "Why are you going to the bar all of a sudden?"

"What else can you do in a bar, of course it's drinking." Kuroro answered him as a matter of course, "Let's go after a while, it should be very lively tonight."

"Didn't you make a reservation?" the boy asked quickly following his footsteps.

"Okay, I just mean that there will be more people coming." Kuroro said.

Will more people come?Xu Xu wondered, Osamu Dazai counts as one, gin counts as one, and at most add the dead handle wooden hanging and black mist that are annoying to watch, who else else?

But soon, his doubts were answered.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Before entering the door, the two heard familiar laughter from inside.

"It's amazing!" Osamu Dazai was out of breath laughing, he smashed the bar with all his might, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

"Sure enough, Odasaku is the best!"

Oda Sakunosuke sat next to him holding a wine glass, with an expression of not understanding the situation. "Well, although I don't know what you're talking about...but it seems like a compliment?" The man tentatively raised his glass to the curly-haired youth, "Then I'll accept it, Dazai."

Ango Sakaguchi, who was sitting on his right hand, sighed and covered his forehead: "Odasaku, when will you get on with this..."

The silver-haired man who was sitting next to Osamu Dazai, who was drinking hard, looked at the bar in front of him being slammed by Osamu Dazai's hammer, and couldn't help but have blue veins on his forehead.

"If you want to drink, drink it for me, and if you don't drink, don't disturb others!" With a livid face, he pressed the head of the person next to him hard on the bar counter with a "Duang".Odasaku quickly moved the wine glass away from Osamu Dazai to prevent him from being hurt again.But after looking at the undamaged glass in his hand and heaving a sigh of relief, he raised his head belatedly and asked, "Are you all right, Dazai...?"

"Odasaku, are you asking me or this cup?" Osamu Dazai asked him tearfully, covering his bruised forehead.

"There are..." the man replied sincerely.However, before Osamu Dazai issued his soul complaint, the door of the bar was pushed open.

"I am coming!"

The big blond man stood at the door with his waist thrust out, his chest outstretched, showing eight neat teeth.

"..."

Unfortunately, no one answered.

"This is too embarrassing." All Might shrunk down in depression, and nodded like a girl.

"...these are all gangsters, it would be strange to give All Might a good face." Standing beside him, Izuku Midoriya twitched the corners of his mouth.

"No, actually not all the people here are gangsters." Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses helplessly.

On the other side, the blond durian-haired boy with his hands in his pockets and an impatient face gave a "tsk", pushed All Might unceremoniously, and sat down on the vacant seat at the bar.

"Bring a bottle of the strongest wine!"

He stared at the blood-red eyes, and stared provocatively at the waiter behind the bar, this guy who had been equated with the "enemy alliance" in society and had a personality of teleportation.

Hei Wu stopped his action of wiping the glass. Facing the provocation from the hero, he just turned around silently and took out two bottles of milk from the refrigerator, and put them in front of Bao Hao and Lu Gu.

"Huh?!" Bao Hao immediately slapped the table and stood up, "What do you mean? Look down on me?"

However, he was immediately crushed by All Might with his fists.

"This is my request," All Might mercilessly punched the blond boy on the head, "Underage children can only grow taller if they drink milk properly, and wine is a sign of a mature adult what!"

Baohao covered the top of his head angrily, pointed to another teenager in the corner and asked, "Then why can he drink?"

Xu noticed the sight he was looking at, and raised the glass to him in a decent manner.

In front of him was a bottle of Japanese sake.

"Because he's older than all the people present combined," Kuroro laughed, "and he doesn't have any trouble growing up. His height was fixed hundreds of years ago."

"Boss?" Osamu Dazai poked his head over, "When did you guys come?"

"Just arrived." Kuroro replied.He sipped the blood-red liquid in the wine glass and frowned slightly.

A Bloody Mary made with tomato juice...forgive him for not enjoying it.

"AAAAAA..." Green Valley stretched out a finger, pointing tremblingly at the black-haired young man, and couldn't even speak coherently for a while.

Although he knew this was a special banquet before coming, but seeing this familiar face, he still couldn't help but want to be on guard.

Bao Hao glanced coldly at Kuroro, but he didn't say anything, but still angrily said to Hei Wu: "No milk! Give me a Coke!"

This time, Hei Mist complied with kindness.

All Might pressed Green Valley, he sighed and said to him: "Green Valley boy, today is just an exception. When it comes to tomorrow, we will still be enemies with opposite positions. This will not and cannot change at all."

"But..." Green Valley seemed to be hesitant.

All Might smiled at him, he was still too young as a disciple after all.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the Sigangmu Diao who was sitting in the corner drinking wine in silence. Although every time his gaze collided with him, there was extreme hatred on his face, but from the beginning to the end, he None of them expressed dissatisfaction with Kuroro.

He raised his glass and laughed loudly: "No but! No matter what the future holds, on this night, let's put everything aside and have a drink!"

Osamu Dazai held his chin, raised his glass with a smile; Gin snorted softly, and refilled his own glass; Oda Sakunosuke and Sakaguchi Ango paused and followed suit...

Everyone raised their glasses, except for the black-haired young man sitting in the middle.

Kurolo slowly poured himself a glass of wine again.The silver liquid, like dust and sand, slowly flows in the cup, like the dreamy moonlight at night.

He smiled and reached out, clinking glasses with them lightly.

"Respect us," he said.Then, together with the crowd, he raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

"Regard the moonlight."

Tonight, the moonlight is like water.

Just like the day he first came into this world.

The author has something to say: It's over!

This is the first time in my life that I used to watch other people write books, but my first attempt at photography is very different.Looking back, there are still many deficiencies and areas for improvement.But through these 20 words, I have also confirmed that I really love writing, and I will probably continue to write in the future.

Thanks to the little angels who accompanied me and supported me all the way. In the future, I will redouble my efforts and strive to repay your support with better works.

The green mountains remain unchanged, and the green water flows forever. See you in July.