Fuyuki Canteen

Red and Blue Sword of Damocles

When Zhou Fangzun woke up from his sleep, he felt unspeakably stuffy as usual.

The power in the body was surging wildly.Compared with the vast wilderness in the dream where he could gallop freely and release the hot flames deep in his body, even the empty warehouse made him feel extremely cramped.

Zhou Fang opened his gilt eyes, stared at the ceiling above his head, and stared blankly for a while.

If there is someone, you can see a red aura suddenly rising from his whole body.It was the excess power accidentally leaked out, cheering in the dream of gaining false freedom, escaped from Zhou Fang's rational confinement, until now it was still weighing heavily on the heart of the Scarlet King who felt lost.

Suddenly want to go out for a stroll.

Fortunately, Anna is not around now.

Thinking of the little girl sleeping in the next room, Zhou Fang's psychological burden disappeared.

He stood up, opened the door of the room, and staggered towards the door.

He knew that now he needed to be alone to vent, to drain the pent-up depression and strength.

There seemed to be a roaring beast trapped in his body, Zhou Fang became anxious like a bomb that exploded at irregular times, knowing that he should not stay in the barbara where his companions gathered.

Pass the bar's reception and the dimly lit lobby.

In the middle of the night, there were still a few sporadic guests sitting in the venue. Kusanagi Izumo was standing at the bar counter, wearing brown sunglasses, polishing a glass, chatting and laughing with the guests.

Zhou Fang did not approach there.

There is someone at the bar, and his current state is not suitable.

The red-haired man walked slowly, groping with one hand deep into the pocket of the leather coat, and when he met Kusanagi's eyes, he nodded his head to say hello, then pushed open the glass door wordlessly, and walked out the Barbara's stronghold bar.

The quiet and cool night instantly enveloped him.

Zhou Fang walked on the basically deserted street, his mood gradually calmed down, and the hot feeling in the depths of his body also slowly faded away like a tide, and it no longer beat his heart anxiously longing for freedom.

Enduring the huge strength contained in his body, Zhou Fang finally touched a half-deflated pack of red and white Marlboro from his pocket.

He walked to a street lamp with a faint warm yellow light and stopped for a while.

The dark wheat-coloured finger with the ornamental ring drew a cigarette and lit it with a cluster of crimson flames that ignited at the tip of the other finger.The man with red hair flamboyant like a lion comfortably inhaled the thick tar-smelling smoke deeply into his lungs, and then exhaled slowly, his gilt pupils narrowed slightly, like a male lion enjoying the pleasure of hunting.

The roaring destructive desire in my heart was appeased by the hobby.

Zhou Fang smoked this Marlboro and wandered endlessly along the quiet streets. Whenever he encountered a fork in the road, he followed his intuition and walked casually, regardless of whether the neighborhood under his feet was familiar or not.By the time the Marlboro red spark he was pointing to burned out, Zhou Fang had already followed the soot that had fallen all the way to a strange block.

...where is this.

Zhou Fang threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with the sole of his leather shoes, and looked around with his pocket.

He didn't care if he couldn't get a definite conclusion from the comparison of his memory. He looked up at the starry night sky, took a deep breath, inhaled the cool night wind into his burning lungs, and then slowly exhaled it. .

The moon seems to be very bright tonight.

Zhou Fang looked at the huge and clear full moon for a while, bathed in silvery moonlight, and walked forward quietly again.

After walking half a street further, there was a shop in front of me that had a warm glow from its doors and windows, and was still lit with small lights, as if it was still open.

Suho, who smelled the subtle aroma of food, belatedly felt a little emptiness in his stomach.For dinner, he ate curry made by Kusanagi, but Zhou Fang, who was immersed in sleep, had already spent quite a long time without knowing it. With his impressive appetite and digestion ability, it is not uncommon to feel hungry.

Go get something to eat.

It would be even better if there was wine.

Zhou Fang followed his intuition and made this decision.He walked slowly to the door of the restaurant where the lights were still on, only to find an unexpectedly familiar figure coming towards him from the opposite direction.

After using his extraordinary eyesight to catch some features that were too conspicuous in the dark, Zhou Fang couldn't help but fell silent.

The other party seemed to see his face clearly, and stopped at the same time.

They stared at each other wordlessly, and there was an unspeakable subtlety in the atmosphere.

"..."

"..."

What displeased Zhou Fang was the half of his face illuminated by the light yellow light from the restaurant.

Dark blue hair, handsome face, skin color like white paper, glasses with metal rims, all the details reveal a gentle temperament.But when meeting those violet slender pupils, there will be an invisible and heavy oppressive force following the gaze of the other party, which will definitely not make people look down on the tall and well-proportioned young man in front of him.

The King of Blue, Munakata Reishi.

The man who is on the same extension line of reality as Zhou Fangzun, who is the Red King of this generation, can be regarded as the existence of an enemy who has no acquaintance and hates for no reason from the first sight.

Red is destructive and tyrannical, and Qing is lawful and calm.

No matter in terms of strength or personality, they are not complementary types, but stubbornly reject each other's everything from every corner.

Both of them uphold the code of conduct that they can't meet if they can't meet, which is what normal people who hate each other will do.

However, this is the third time this month that they have run into each other in strange places.

"……call."

Zhou Fang exhaled the gloomy air in his lungs, and stared at the blue-haired youth in front of him speechlessly.

He remembered the embarrassing scene when he and the other party stood on both sides of the road and looked at each other across the sidewalk when they crossed the traffic lights last time.

And last time, maybe two weeks ago, the weird scene of sitting opposite each other in the sauna late at night.

These are just two inconspicuous encounters between the two of them, but the time is still very close, so they are very vivid in Zhou Fang's memory.

"……Humph."

I don't know if he also remembered what happened before, but the other party's eyes flickered.

Zhou Fang wasn't sure if it was the illusion caused by the lights, but after Munakata raised his hand and pushed the glasses, he was sure that he was right.

"Ha, a troublesome person has appeared. For restaurants, there are as many places as you want, right? Zhou Fangzun of TEAM Barbara."

It was Munakata who spoke first.

His lenses were reflecting light quite unreasonably, a fact that even Zhou Fang, who didn't pay attention to the lectures in physics class, could see.

And it sounds a little familiar.

Isn't this the line that Munakata said the last time they met at the bar at the bar?

……This guy.

"The store I found, why do I have to get out of the way, Reisi Munakata of Specter4."

Zhou Fang also counterattacked verbally.He lowered his voice and said lazily, not even changing the lines from last time to save trouble.

"Don't you understand? Supper will become unpalatable."

Munakata stated indifferently, under the words like a calm lake, Zhou Fang smelled a hidden provocation.

To this, Zhou Fang responded naturally, with a low voice:

"So that's it. That's right, just disappear."

The disappearance he said was naturally not disappearing by himself.

So the scene once again reached a deadlock.

They looked at each other and stood on both sides of the restaurant's door.

This is the inevitable and only result.

"Hmph, you're still so ignorant."

Just like last time, in the end, the Blue King was the first to compromise.He snorted unhappily, instead of repeating the similar conversation countless times, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the glass door.

The wind chimes hanging on the handle collided crisply.

Zhou Fang followed Munakata into the bar.

They all walked to the counter where they ordered food and stood still, browsing the Kanban.

The King of Green and the King of Red reached a consensus tacitly:

Rather than competing with the opponent, it is more important to fill the stomach first.

"Beer stew." Zhou Fang took the lead in ordering.He looked at the owner who nodded and wrote it down, and asked, "Is there any wine?"

The white-haired and brown-skinned young man looked up at him, as if confirming something, nodded, turned around and opened the closet behind the counter, revealing a glass cabinet full of wine bottles that occupied the entire wall.

Zhou Fangzun glanced at it, and said curtly: "Turkey."

"learn."

The white-haired shopkeeper responded, made a note, and turned his gaze to Reisi Munakata next to him.

It seems that he regards Shufang and Munakata as guests who came together, and is going to record their orders together.

After waiting for a while, Munakata said politely, "One serving of chawanmushi and one serving of matcha dumplings. Sorry for the trouble."

The shopkeeper who wrote it down replied "Understood, please wait a moment", put down the list, lifted the curtain and walked into the inner room.

Munakata and Zhou Fang looked at each other, and they walked to the same table silently.

"Your Excellency, please don't get me wrong. Breathing the same air as you is very unpleasant. The table sharing is just to save space resources. What an unlucky night."

Munakata, who was sitting opposite Shu Fang, spoke first.He propped his hands up and folded his fingers under his chin, as if complaining.

"what."

Zhou Fang just sneered at this, and didn't even bother to say "I think so too".

He thought, Munakata must have something to say later.

In the eyes of Zhou Fang, who is usually used to refraining from words and suppressing his emotions, this King of Green is really a bit talkative.As if they had to be serious in front of their subordinates during working hours, trivial complaints poured out like a flood at Zhou Fang, who hated each other.

Zhou Fang predicted well.

Sure enough, Munakata Reishi still has something to say.

"I originally wanted to relax after socializing and eat some hot food to relieve hunger..."

Munakata was still talking, and the unhappiness on his expression was serious.

Zhou Fang swallowed the phrase "same feeling" into his empty stomach, and secretly touched the cigarette case in his pocket with his fingers, suddenly wanting to take out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

He was almost on the verge of doing it.He was interrupted by the blue-haired waiter bringing bottles and glasses.

"This is your Turkey, please use it slowly."

Maybe they misunderstood that they wanted to drink together. The store sent a whole bottle of Turkey and two identical glasses.The wine bottle was placed between the two of them, and the glasses were placed by their respective hands.

Watching Zhou Fang open the cap of the wine bottle with his bare hands and pour the clear amber liquid into the glass on his side, Munakata Reiji snorted softly: "Is it Bourbon again? This kind of wine is sold in your own house. You can drink as much as you want in the bar, why bother going to a restaurant where you may not be able to buy alcohol."

"Ha. Drink as much as you want, what are you doing so much?"

Zhou Fang didn't bother to pay attention to his clichés, he replied casually, put his lips close to the rim of the cup in his hand, and took a big gulp as soon as he raised his head, Zong Xiang watched his Adam's apple roll up and down, and lowered his eyelashes inexplicably.

It's still the same, Zhou Fangzun.

The author has something to say:

Unknowingly today, I wrote 3k+ and haven't written the food part of the regular series!It's all the fault of Brother Zun and the head of the room who talk too much! (screams)

Brother Zun, you are still talking about Zongxiang!Enough is enough for you two elementary school students to quarrel!And what's the matter with you, the head of the room, looking for something to talk about (pointing)

Whoops, just kidding.

I haven't written about K for a long time, and my hands are itchy for a while, and the pre-plot deviates from the expected word count.

Please look forward to the three delicacies in the next chapter~

A small number of lines in this chapter refer to K's official radiodrama and A award drama.

Thank you Mo Xuan and Sanshui for the mines!I just found out today that I forgot to thank Sanshui for the cute mine in the last chapter!