I was touched by Yokohama

The rich daughter didn't notice that something was wrong with Chacha: "Really, really?"

The snow-haired girl drank the sweet fruit wine, and her tone was so calm and soft that the rich daughter almost thought she was not talking about a black organization that would be wiped out, but that the weather would be bad tomorrow.

Chacha didn't think she had said anything strange, and it was basically a certainty that the little mafia organization would be wiped out.

After all, he was targeted by the port mafia.Even Dazai-san and Nakaya-san are dispatched.

It should be to obtain some more important information.

The last time I entered Mr. Mori's office with Mr. Dazai and Mr. Nakaya, when Mr. Mori ordered the task, he did not avoid Chacha.

Chacha's expression was too calm, which gradually calmed down the wealthy daughter who had glimpsed some secret information that shouldn't have been known.

No matter what, it has nothing to do with me, and the boss of Chacha is here.

Chacha didn't know the rich daughter's mental activities, she stared at the empty glass in her hand for a while, put the glass on the bar and slowly pushed it away, then turned her eyes to the liquid in other people's hands.

"I want a cup of that too." Chacha said to the bartender.

The bartender followed her gaze and saw that it was a light green fruit wine that looked very refreshing.

"This one has a lot of stamina." The bartender looked at the petite girl with snow-colored curly hair, and couldn't help but persuade her.

Chacha insisted: "I want that."

The daughter of a rich family has already been seduced by a cowherd brother whom he likes, and now Chacha is surrounded by only a boy with short pink hair who seems to have been silent all the time.

He held Chacha's slender wrist and sighed silently: [Let's change the juice. ]

"No." Chacha tilted her head slightly, blinked her cat's eyes, and her usually clear and clear eyes were covered with a hazy layer of water vapor.

"I want wine."

Juice is usually drunk a lot, but wine, even fruit wine, tastes different from juice.

Cha Cha did not taste enough.

Saiki Kusuo knew that Chacha was not drunk, what she drank before was just a glass of almost non-alcoholic fruit wine.

[Aren't you afraid of being really drunk? ] Saiki Kusuo began to think about showing Chacha the appearance of a human drunken maniac, so as to dissuade her from thinking about it.

"There's Qi Mukami here." Chacha yawned slightly and half-closed her eyes.

"Qimu Kami, who has saved the world many times, must be no problem this time."

[......]

[Yeah, yeah, this sentence is really capricious. ]

"Qimu Kami, I want to drink." Chacha felt a little dizzy, and simply lay down on the bar counter, pushing the empty glass with her seemingly fragile white fingers.

Is this what alcohol does?The physiological response of human beings also seems to be very novel.

Saiki Kusuo remained expressionless: [...don't be coquettish. ]

Have a good sense of the world, what is it like to act like a baby just to drink a glass of wine.

"I'm not being coquettish." Chacha denied it very solemnly, and suddenly sat up slightly, and began to look in one direction.

The little brother over there was stunned for a moment when he caught the sight of the snow-haired girl, and subconsciously walked towards Chacha.

He looks good, and his voice is very gentle: "Miss, is there anything you want to tell me?"

There are always a lot of customers in the biggest cowherd shop in Yokohama. Although there are not many good-looking customers, there are also some.However, he has never seen a customer like Chacha.

It's very clean, and it doesn't look like someone who would set foot here.

Just as the little brother Niulang began to think about whether the other party was just a new girl who sneaked into the custom shop for a while, Chacha raised her head and stared at the wine glass in his hand.

She could see clearly that this person had just held this glass of wine, and she hadn't had time to take a sip yet.

Saiki Kusuo: [Hey, hey...]

"I want this." Chacha raised her head and said to the gentle brother.

The little brother was stunned, glanced at Saiki Kusuo, and smiled: "This wine has a bit of stamina."

He had never met Saiki Kusuo in the store, and he thought that the other party was a friend who came to mess around with Chacha.

"I want this." Chacha insisted.

The gentle little brother met those beautiful golden eyes, and suddenly felt a strange sense of surrender.He was in a daze for a moment, and before he had time to react, his body instinctively handed out the wine.

Chacha is content with holding a glass full of fruit wine.

Saiki Kusuo supported his forehead, he didn't even remember how many times he sighed this night.

[Drink the bar when you drink, but you can only drink fruit wine. ]

"Okay." Chacha quickly agreed.

[Also...] Qi Mu Kusuo glanced at the gentle little brother who was staring at Chacha who was a little skeptical about his life, and then glanced at the cowherd around who was eager to hook up with Chacha, and said helplessly, [Only drink. ]

It's still a small problem when you get drunk, and he can solve it.

It would be bad if you learn to play with men.

"Okay?" Chacha tilted her head, although she didn't understand the worry that Saiki Kusuo expressed for a moment, she still answered obediently.

Seeing that the cowherd who was handing the wine came up and wanted to say something to Chacha, Sai Mu Kusuo felt strangely uncomfortable. When Chacha was concentrating on drinking the fruit wine, he used some spiritual hints.

Soon there will be no one here.

In fact, most of the cowherd shop is just chatting with customers and making fun of boredom. If you want to develop further, that is a private matter.

But Saiki Kusuo still felt that it was easy to spoil Chacha.

"Qimu Kami, this tastes good too." Chacha drank a glass of fruit wine again, her little face flushed even more.

She blinked her cat's eyes and yawned lightly, her honey-like golden eyes glowed with water.

"It's amazing, I want to sleep."

Saiki Kusuo stared at the girl: [Sleep if you want to sleep. ]

"Okay." Chacha responded obediently, but the method was completely different from the answer.

She stood up, her snow-white curly hair swaying slightly: "But, I... have to ask a question."

[what is the problem? ]

"Sandwich, sandwich..."

[Sandwich biscuit? ] Saiki Kusuo asked, feeling that something was wrong.

Chacha was in a daze for a few seconds, then shook her head: "...No."

It seems that Qi Mukami doesn't know either.

She turned to the group of good-looking cowherd brothers, ready to ask them.

Saiki Kusuo was startled, held her back, and rarely frowned slightly: [What are you going to do? ]

"Ask, question." Chacha insisted.

Saiki Kusuo: [...Are you drunk? ]

"No." Chacha firmly denied, just a little excited.

Really only a little bit.

Thinking of the fruit wine that others said had great stamina, Saiki Kusuo didn't let go of Chacha's wrist.

[Aren't you sleepy?Go to sleep first. ]

"Ask...the question first." Chacha continued to try to walk towards those little brothers, but because of Saiki Kusuo's restraint, she could only stay where she was.

Chacha, who couldn't move, scratched her slightly hot cheeks in confusion, yawned again, and simply leaned on the body of the pink short-haired boy.

"Qimu Kami, I don't know the answer... Yeah."

Saiki Kusuo became more and more serious: [So what is the problem? ]

"Sandwich... Sandwich..."

"Hey, you bastard, what are you doing to her?!"

Zhong Yuan, who had finally escaped from the mission, exploded instantly when he saw this scene.