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Chapter 114 Curse 114
The next day, Lupine Bar.
It is located on the ground floor, and because the place is not big, there are only a few seats in front of the bar, and the people who will patronize it are basically regular customers.
The dim light falls lazily, coating the clean bar with a hazy halo. The wooden feel is less cold than the metal texture. A three-coloured cat on the high stool is playing He yawned, changed his posture and continued to lie down in a ball, with the tip of his tail hanging down lazily.
Standing at the bar, Feng Xinzhi lifted her hair and tied it behind her ears. Under the faint light, Feng Xinzhi's fair face revealed a unique Japanese style of beauty, just like the beauty of falling cherry blossoms.
He rolled up the sleeves on both sides, his wrists were white and slender, and the pure black vest was extraordinarily slim, outlining a slender figure. There was no bow tie suitable for the vest on the neckline of the white lining, but a piece of the shirt was unbuttoned. Button, revealing a small half of the skin on the neck.
The clear wine sparkled with sparkling light, and the escaping strong mellow aroma further set off the seductive color of the wine. The fiery, stimulating, and wild aroma of the wine was mixed together and passed into the nerves along the sense of smell.
The white and slender knuckles are clearly defined, lightly touching the cold-colored metal utensils filled with spirits, the translucent liquid pours down like a large-caliber cup, soaking most of the crystal clear spherical ice cubes, reflecting the light of the stars.
Feng Xinzhi gently pushed the two glasses of wine in front of him to Dazai Osamu and Oda Saku who were sitting in front of the bar respectively, and the fingertips touching the glass were stained with intoxicating color along the translucent halo of the wine.
His voice was soft and soft, and the sincere smile overflowing from his eyes was like the most stunning embellishment after the embers of flames. His hair was long and slender and fell obediently, half covering his fair skin.
"Spirit, use it slowly."
Compared with Oda Tsukuru who accepted the wine glass honestly, Dazai Osamu showed his true nature a little after chatting for a while, letting himself lie on the bar counter and blinking his eyes, waiting for Feng Xinzhi's further action.
Finding that Osamu Dazai's eyes were firmly glued to his body, Feng Xinzhi's eyes became even more smiling, and he indulged the other party's request, and directly held the cup and brought it to Osamu Dazai.
Osamu Dazai immediately became satisfied, picked up the wine glass and shook it lightly, the wine inside fluctuated slightly with the rolling of the ice puck.
"Don't you drink, Zhijun?"
The words with a slightly coquettish tone were approved by Oda Saku, but there were still concerns and worries of a reliable adult.
"If you are childish, you are not yet an adult, drinking or something..."
Although the law clearly stipulates that underage children are not allowed to drink alcohol, juveniles are not ordinary people, and the constraints of such rules are dispensable at this time.
The old father Odasaku, who had adopted more than ten orphans, took a sip of wine silently, looked at Feng Xinzhi who looked quite deceptive, and felt that plum wine, which was more gentle than spirits, was more suitable for him.
For this kind of concern, Feng Xinzhi just smiled lightly and did not refute anything, sat down quietly and refilled his wine while listening to the important and subtle dialogue between Osamu Dazai and Oda.
"Hey? Speaking of this, I know Zhijun's drinking capacity is super good, and I didn't succeed in trying to get drunk before."
"That's it, that's really powerful, can't you get drunk?"
"Drunk is sure to be drunk, but I can't see Zhijun at all. Not only can't I see him, but I was banned from drinking too much."
"What, no alcohol?"
Hearing this, Oda Zuo stopped drinking, and subconsciously covered the wine glass under his hand, with a subtle nervous expression.
"Yes." As he spoke, Osamu Dazai glanced at Feng Xinzhi secretly, seeing that he didn't respond, he boldly continued to talk about this topic, "It's so strict, obviously I always go to drink with someone else It's so sad to leave me alone."
That's right, it was the last time he invited Fukuji Sakurachi, and he was not the first to see such an extremely beautiful artistic conception and rare kimono costumes.
hateful!so envious!
"Ah, this is really not good."
Oda Saku, who didn't get what Osamu Dazai was saying at all, also took a peek at Feng Xinzhi, and lowered his voice to echo softly.
Feng Xinzhi, who was the subject of discussion, looked at them helplessly, and took special care of Osamu Dazai in his eyes. He didn't expect Mr. Osamu to care so much about the invitation with Fukuji Sakurachi that day.
However, in general, the atmosphere is quite good, but there is one less joker present.
This is Fengxin Zhijiu's thoughts after three tours.
Dazai, who was drinking with Odasaku for the first time at the Lupin Bar, couldn't tell on his face, but he was inevitably a little nervous inside, and he drank too much wine before he knew it.
Feng Xinzhi, who let him use alcohol to boost his courage, also drank a lot, but his consciousness remained clear all the time, so he listened to the mantra after drinking.
Osamu Dazai was lying on the bar with his hands folded, with a submissive and cute smile on his face, tilting his head in a suspiciously cute way, and his eyes fixed on Feng Xinzhi.
He pointed to the first button of Hyacinth's white lining collar that was undone, and his tone was so serious that it was hard to believe that this person's consciousness was a little unconscious.
"Zhijun should fasten the neckline a little bit. It's dangerous for boys to walk outside. Who knows if there are any weird perverts."
Oda Saku looked at Osamu Dazai who seemed to be a little drunk, and then at Hyacinth who had a conniving expression on his face, and nodded honestly in agreement with Osamu Dazai.
Feng Xinzhi didn't care about this, and he fastened the top button with a light flick of his slender knuckles, and the lining of the slim vest was immediately meticulous.
At this time, some fellow was making trouble again, and he was saying something strange in a pitiful tone like a big domestic black cat that smells other wild cats.
"Damn it, why did you become abstinent when you buckle it up?!"
Feng Xinzhi: ...
He was expressionless for a moment, but when he met the pair of hazy water-colored iris eyes under the dim light, his facial expression softened subconsciously.
Then, Dazai Osamu stared at it as if he remembered something, his hair exploded for a moment, and his face became fierce.
"Graduation! I remember that when I graduated, my classmates would ask for the second button on the school uniform! Never give it, not even the cufflinks!"
puff.
"Zhijun! Don't laugh!"
Looking at Osamu Dazai who was very different from usual, Feng Xinzhi suppressed a smile and nodded, just thinking that he saw a cute cat that would meow at him.
"The second button seems to be the one closest to the heart. It seems to be quite popular among the current students." Oda Saku silently said what he knew, and then asked, "Children are so popular. , there will always be students who want buttons, right?"
Dazai Maomao immediately became vigilant, as if Feng Xinzhi would throw up and roll when he said so-and-so's name.
This appearance made Feng Xinzhi stare for a while before explaining: "No, I used to learn it at home."
"However, high school..."
He hoisted up a big black cat that drank too much and became insane, almost meowing a few times and accusing it.
"The school uniform of the college can be customized, and it can be changed into a style without buttons."
Hearing this, Osamu Dazai reluctantly let go of this topic, obediently took the wine glass handed over by Feng Xinzhi, and poured another glass of strong wine into the other party's eyes full of tiny brilliance.
"Baby?"
Oda Tsukuru, who also drank a lot, at least remained relatively sober, and he was a little confused about Feng Xinzhi's behavior of continuing to pass wine to Dazai.
If he drank any more, Dazai would be completely drunk.
"Don't worry, someone is here to take care of the aftermath."
Feng Xinzhi blinked, and his voice gently dispelled Odasaku's idea of continuing to ask, and felt that Zhizhi was really a good and careful boy, and everything was arranged.
However, in reality, although they are similar, the purpose is different.
After all, it was the first time I saw Mr. Zhi who was drunk, and it was quite rare to see him like this.
After a while, when even Oda Saku was a little dizzy from drinking, there were faint footsteps on the stairs.
Feng Xinzhi, who was shaking the wine glass lightly, looked back, with a beautiful smile on his face, a stunning arc at the end of his eyes, and beckoned to the person who came.
"Good night, Mr. Anwu."
The three-coloured cat lying on the high stool showed a humanized helpless expression, flicking its tail, sympathizing with a certain social animal who came to sweep the tail.
Ango Sakaguchi, who received Feng Xinzhi's message and thought there was something urgent, quickly pulled away from the overtime hell and hurried to this bar.
Looking around, he pushed his glasses calmly, and his steady voice was full of collapse.
"You asked me to come here for this?" Aftermath for two drunks?
One is a member of Butei, and the other is the leader of Mafia at the port. It's the same as the weird script last time. How did these two guys get together?
And if he was called halfway for such a simple matter, he really didn't understand!
Feng Xinzhi nodded, shook his head again, pointed to another empty seat with a light smile.
"Let's have a drink together."
Ango Sakaguchi was stunned for a moment, as if he had been bewitched, he sighed and put down his briefcase, and sat down according to Feng Xinzhi's wishes.
In other words, what's going on with Oda Sakunosuke and Dazai Osamu, let's not mention how to get together, anyway, there is no such thing as Feng Xinzhi.
But the question is, why are they all drunk?
Could it be that Feng Xinzhi got drunk?
Glancing at Feng Xinzhi, who had a slender figure and a normal complexion, Sakaguchi Ango silently denied this idea, and with such doubts in his heart, he took the glass of wine that Feng Xinzhi handed over.
The last of the last, the drunk x3
Sanhuamao flicked its tail and jumped to Feng Xinzhi's side, looking at the three people who were successfully drunk, couldn't help but shake their heads.
Really, if you don't have a certain amount of alcohol, don't show off in front of minors.
……
It is located on the ground floor, and because the place is not big, there are only a few seats in front of the bar, and the people who will patronize it are basically regular customers.
The dim light falls lazily, coating the clean bar with a hazy halo. The wooden feel is less cold than the metal texture. A three-coloured cat on the high stool is playing He yawned, changed his posture and continued to lie down in a ball, with the tip of his tail hanging down lazily.
Standing at the bar, Feng Xinzhi lifted her hair and tied it behind her ears. Under the faint light, Feng Xinzhi's fair face revealed a unique Japanese style of beauty, just like the beauty of falling cherry blossoms.
He rolled up the sleeves on both sides, his wrists were white and slender, and the pure black vest was extraordinarily slim, outlining a slender figure. There was no bow tie suitable for the vest on the neckline of the white lining, but a piece of the shirt was unbuttoned. Button, revealing a small half of the skin on the neck.
The clear wine sparkled with sparkling light, and the escaping strong mellow aroma further set off the seductive color of the wine. The fiery, stimulating, and wild aroma of the wine was mixed together and passed into the nerves along the sense of smell.
The white and slender knuckles are clearly defined, lightly touching the cold-colored metal utensils filled with spirits, the translucent liquid pours down like a large-caliber cup, soaking most of the crystal clear spherical ice cubes, reflecting the light of the stars.
Feng Xinzhi gently pushed the two glasses of wine in front of him to Dazai Osamu and Oda Saku who were sitting in front of the bar respectively, and the fingertips touching the glass were stained with intoxicating color along the translucent halo of the wine.
His voice was soft and soft, and the sincere smile overflowing from his eyes was like the most stunning embellishment after the embers of flames. His hair was long and slender and fell obediently, half covering his fair skin.
"Spirit, use it slowly."
Compared with Oda Tsukuru who accepted the wine glass honestly, Dazai Osamu showed his true nature a little after chatting for a while, letting himself lie on the bar counter and blinking his eyes, waiting for Feng Xinzhi's further action.
Finding that Osamu Dazai's eyes were firmly glued to his body, Feng Xinzhi's eyes became even more smiling, and he indulged the other party's request, and directly held the cup and brought it to Osamu Dazai.
Osamu Dazai immediately became satisfied, picked up the wine glass and shook it lightly, the wine inside fluctuated slightly with the rolling of the ice puck.
"Don't you drink, Zhijun?"
The words with a slightly coquettish tone were approved by Oda Saku, but there were still concerns and worries of a reliable adult.
"If you are childish, you are not yet an adult, drinking or something..."
Although the law clearly stipulates that underage children are not allowed to drink alcohol, juveniles are not ordinary people, and the constraints of such rules are dispensable at this time.
The old father Odasaku, who had adopted more than ten orphans, took a sip of wine silently, looked at Feng Xinzhi who looked quite deceptive, and felt that plum wine, which was more gentle than spirits, was more suitable for him.
For this kind of concern, Feng Xinzhi just smiled lightly and did not refute anything, sat down quietly and refilled his wine while listening to the important and subtle dialogue between Osamu Dazai and Oda.
"Hey? Speaking of this, I know Zhijun's drinking capacity is super good, and I didn't succeed in trying to get drunk before."
"That's it, that's really powerful, can't you get drunk?"
"Drunk is sure to be drunk, but I can't see Zhijun at all. Not only can't I see him, but I was banned from drinking too much."
"What, no alcohol?"
Hearing this, Oda Zuo stopped drinking, and subconsciously covered the wine glass under his hand, with a subtle nervous expression.
"Yes." As he spoke, Osamu Dazai glanced at Feng Xinzhi secretly, seeing that he didn't respond, he boldly continued to talk about this topic, "It's so strict, obviously I always go to drink with someone else It's so sad to leave me alone."
That's right, it was the last time he invited Fukuji Sakurachi, and he was not the first to see such an extremely beautiful artistic conception and rare kimono costumes.
hateful!so envious!
"Ah, this is really not good."
Oda Saku, who didn't get what Osamu Dazai was saying at all, also took a peek at Feng Xinzhi, and lowered his voice to echo softly.
Feng Xinzhi, who was the subject of discussion, looked at them helplessly, and took special care of Osamu Dazai in his eyes. He didn't expect Mr. Osamu to care so much about the invitation with Fukuji Sakurachi that day.
However, in general, the atmosphere is quite good, but there is one less joker present.
This is Fengxin Zhijiu's thoughts after three tours.
Dazai, who was drinking with Odasaku for the first time at the Lupin Bar, couldn't tell on his face, but he was inevitably a little nervous inside, and he drank too much wine before he knew it.
Feng Xinzhi, who let him use alcohol to boost his courage, also drank a lot, but his consciousness remained clear all the time, so he listened to the mantra after drinking.
Osamu Dazai was lying on the bar with his hands folded, with a submissive and cute smile on his face, tilting his head in a suspiciously cute way, and his eyes fixed on Feng Xinzhi.
He pointed to the first button of Hyacinth's white lining collar that was undone, and his tone was so serious that it was hard to believe that this person's consciousness was a little unconscious.
"Zhijun should fasten the neckline a little bit. It's dangerous for boys to walk outside. Who knows if there are any weird perverts."
Oda Saku looked at Osamu Dazai who seemed to be a little drunk, and then at Hyacinth who had a conniving expression on his face, and nodded honestly in agreement with Osamu Dazai.
Feng Xinzhi didn't care about this, and he fastened the top button with a light flick of his slender knuckles, and the lining of the slim vest was immediately meticulous.
At this time, some fellow was making trouble again, and he was saying something strange in a pitiful tone like a big domestic black cat that smells other wild cats.
"Damn it, why did you become abstinent when you buckle it up?!"
Feng Xinzhi: ...
He was expressionless for a moment, but when he met the pair of hazy water-colored iris eyes under the dim light, his facial expression softened subconsciously.
Then, Dazai Osamu stared at it as if he remembered something, his hair exploded for a moment, and his face became fierce.
"Graduation! I remember that when I graduated, my classmates would ask for the second button on the school uniform! Never give it, not even the cufflinks!"
puff.
"Zhijun! Don't laugh!"
Looking at Osamu Dazai who was very different from usual, Feng Xinzhi suppressed a smile and nodded, just thinking that he saw a cute cat that would meow at him.
"The second button seems to be the one closest to the heart. It seems to be quite popular among the current students." Oda Saku silently said what he knew, and then asked, "Children are so popular. , there will always be students who want buttons, right?"
Dazai Maomao immediately became vigilant, as if Feng Xinzhi would throw up and roll when he said so-and-so's name.
This appearance made Feng Xinzhi stare for a while before explaining: "No, I used to learn it at home."
"However, high school..."
He hoisted up a big black cat that drank too much and became insane, almost meowing a few times and accusing it.
"The school uniform of the college can be customized, and it can be changed into a style without buttons."
Hearing this, Osamu Dazai reluctantly let go of this topic, obediently took the wine glass handed over by Feng Xinzhi, and poured another glass of strong wine into the other party's eyes full of tiny brilliance.
"Baby?"
Oda Tsukuru, who also drank a lot, at least remained relatively sober, and he was a little confused about Feng Xinzhi's behavior of continuing to pass wine to Dazai.
If he drank any more, Dazai would be completely drunk.
"Don't worry, someone is here to take care of the aftermath."
Feng Xinzhi blinked, and his voice gently dispelled Odasaku's idea of continuing to ask, and felt that Zhizhi was really a good and careful boy, and everything was arranged.
However, in reality, although they are similar, the purpose is different.
After all, it was the first time I saw Mr. Zhi who was drunk, and it was quite rare to see him like this.
After a while, when even Oda Saku was a little dizzy from drinking, there were faint footsteps on the stairs.
Feng Xinzhi, who was shaking the wine glass lightly, looked back, with a beautiful smile on his face, a stunning arc at the end of his eyes, and beckoned to the person who came.
"Good night, Mr. Anwu."
The three-coloured cat lying on the high stool showed a humanized helpless expression, flicking its tail, sympathizing with a certain social animal who came to sweep the tail.
Ango Sakaguchi, who received Feng Xinzhi's message and thought there was something urgent, quickly pulled away from the overtime hell and hurried to this bar.
Looking around, he pushed his glasses calmly, and his steady voice was full of collapse.
"You asked me to come here for this?" Aftermath for two drunks?
One is a member of Butei, and the other is the leader of Mafia at the port. It's the same as the weird script last time. How did these two guys get together?
And if he was called halfway for such a simple matter, he really didn't understand!
Feng Xinzhi nodded, shook his head again, pointed to another empty seat with a light smile.
"Let's have a drink together."
Ango Sakaguchi was stunned for a moment, as if he had been bewitched, he sighed and put down his briefcase, and sat down according to Feng Xinzhi's wishes.
In other words, what's going on with Oda Sakunosuke and Dazai Osamu, let's not mention how to get together, anyway, there is no such thing as Feng Xinzhi.
But the question is, why are they all drunk?
Could it be that Feng Xinzhi got drunk?
Glancing at Feng Xinzhi, who had a slender figure and a normal complexion, Sakaguchi Ango silently denied this idea, and with such doubts in his heart, he took the glass of wine that Feng Xinzhi handed over.
The last of the last, the drunk x3
Sanhuamao flicked its tail and jumped to Feng Xinzhi's side, looking at the three people who were successfully drunk, couldn't help but shake their heads.
Really, if you don't have a certain amount of alcohol, don't show off in front of minors.
……
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