A magician who doesn't want to be a human is not a good magician

After a lot of tossing and asking the nearby TA-Q-BIN branch to send the things they bought back to the high school, the three of weaving dreams went to the appointed restaurant.

The seniors who treat guests are not stingy, and the restaurant they ordered is also high-end, and the dishes in the restaurant are all expensive and delicious.

At about 09:30, the three of Zhimeng arrived at the agreed high-end restaurant, and led by the waiter to the pre-booked private room, they found that Jia Ruzi and two strange women who should be seniors It's all inside.

"Ah, are we late?"

Zhimeng was a little embarrassed to see that everyone had come and left them alone.

"No, we came early."

Among them, Jia Ruzi, who was wearing simple and neat casual clothes, spoke, and by the way gave a brief introduction to the people on both sides.

"This is Senior An Ge Ji and Senior Mingming."

"Over there, there are Dream Weaving, Wu and Jie as I mentioned."

Weaving Dream greeted immediately: "Hi seniors, please give me your advice."

Xia Youjie also had the most basic courtesy: "Hello, seniors."

It was Gojo Satoru, who glanced at An Ge Ji and Mingming, and said casually, "It's not very powerful, it seems that we are stronger."

The black-haired girl wearing a shrine maiden's costume suddenly crossed her head and glared at the white-haired boy in dissatisfaction.

"We are seniors, Wutiao-kun, show me some respect!"

What Nitzi said is absolutely right, this junior is really heartbroken!

And the girl Mingming, who had long ice-blue hair that tended to be extremely light, and was braided into two front and back braids, laughed.

"As expected of the young master of the Wutiao family."

As arrogant as the rumors say.

To this, the white-haired boy Quan pretended not to hear, and went directly to sit cross-legged on the seat opposite to the girls, and called his friends to come along.

"Hurry up and order, Zhimeng and Jie, today is a treat for the seniors, let's not be polite, otherwise the seniors will think that we look down on them."

With just such a sentence, Ming Ming's smile disappeared instantly.

Ah, what Nitzi said is right, this junior really deserves a beating.

Zhimeng and Jie sat over and watched Wujo Gou flipping through the menu. The long-haired boy looked up and asked, "What kind of dishes do you guys like? Would you like some refreshments first? These look pretty good."

This is an authentic high-end Japanese grocery store. Because it is a private room, there are free tea and snacks on the table.

But compared to the various refreshment sets on the menu, these free gifts are not enough to look at or eat.

Zhimeng's attitude is too respectful and considerate, and compared with Wujo Wu's so-called bad attitude, even if they know that they invited the meal, An Geji and Mingming can't help but feel good about him.

Look, this is what the younger generation should look like, that white hair is really annoying!

An Geji stretched her brows, and said with a smile, "I don't need it for now, Junior Yun, let's order first, after all, the seniors invited you."

After saying that, she rang the bell in the private room to let the waiter come in and start ordering, and then she heard the white-haired boy say rudely to the waiter: "Ah, I want this, this, and that."

After ordering, he gave the menu to Zhimeng beside him, and he laughed and said, "Seniors are so generous."

The cross representing anger suddenly reappeared on the foreheads of the seniors.

Angeji and Mingming: ...Even if they are praised, they don't feel happy at all!

They just feel that someone deserves more and more beatings.

Zhimeng took the menu and didn't flip through it, but handed it to Jiaruizi on the opposite side.

"Let's order the nitro first."

Looking at Zhimeng's smiling face, Jiaxin Glass was not polite, and after taking it, he ordered the ones he was interested in, and returned them to Zhimeng.

Zhimeng put the menu in the middle, ordered with Xia Youjie beside him, and finally gave the menu to the two seniors opposite.

After a circle of people have finished ordering, there will be waiters serving the dishes one after another.

First, drinks, pre-made refreshments and cold appetizers were served, Zhimeng even saw the two seniors order sake.

Mingming, who was pouring the wine, noticed Zhimeng's gaze, and smiled at him with a wine bottle, "Why, do you want to try Junior Yun? Their sake is very good."

Weaving Dream decisively handed over the cup: "Thank you, Senior Sister!"

He is really interested in the sake that he has never drunk before!

Originally, conjurers were not very well-behaved people, and there were countless conjurers who started drinking underage, so Mingming also readily poured a glass for Zhimeng.

Seeing that Zhimeng really wanted to drink, Xia Youjie grabbed his arm subconsciously, and gently persuaded: "It's not good for underage drinking."

On the other hand, Jiarui Glass directly ignored his words, and already unceremoniously rubbed the sake of the singer next to him.

Seeing that Zhimeng was interested, Gojo Satoru on the other side simply ordered a bottle of sake to try while the waiter was serving the dishes.

The only Xia Youjie who follows the rules: ...

And Zhimeng Xingxing, who was stopped by him, looked at him: "I'll just taste it, don't drink too much."

So satisfy his curiosity!

"It's okay to try it." Jiajin Nitrozi stood at Zhimeng's side, and looked at Xia Youjie suspiciously: "Or, Jie, you really don't know how to drink?"

The black-haired ball-headed boy who had never drunk felt that he had been shot by an arrow in his knee.

Zhimeng heard the words, but followed his hand and poured a little of his full glass of sake to him: "It's okay, let's have a taste together."

Just as he was about to give some to Gojo Satoru on the other side, the white-haired boy came over consciously with a cup.

"I still have me, Zhimeng, you can't treat one more favorably than another!"

"No, no, it was meant to be given to Wu, let's taste it together."

Looking at them together, they obviously didn't do anything out of the ordinary, but the three of them inexplicably gave off a sticky feeling, which made the girls on the opposite side feel inexplicably subtle.

Jia Ruozi was used to their daily stickiness, so he calmed down after a moment of subtlety.

Angeji hadn't seen it before, so she couldn't help complaining: "By the way, Wutiao-kun, didn't you just order sake? Why do you have to give it to you?"

Mingming, who also felt the subtleness, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the DKs opposite him calmly, and soon his eyes lit up, and he spoke meaningfully.

"Because the students have a very good relationship."

Could she use this as a gap to earn money from her apprentices in the future...

Just after taking a sip of sake, Zhimeng, who thought it tasted weird but tasted so good, raised his head upon hearing this, and smiled wildly at the seniors.

"Yes, we have a very good relationship~"

They are super friends!

A slight blush appeared on the face of the white-haired boy who had drunk, and he approached Zhimeng more bluntly than usual, rubbing against him with his fluffy white hair.

"I...I like weaving dreams so much~"

Zhimeng's neck was itchy after being rubbed by him, and she couldn't help turning her head and laughing: "I feel itchy when you're like this, Wuhu."

Xia Youjie took a look at Wutiao Wu, who almost leaned on Zhimeng's body, doing this in front of his seniors, with veins popping out of his forehead.

"This is too rude, Wu, get up from Zhimeng!"

It's okay to do this normally, but can't you keep your focus in front of your seniors!

The embarrassment is thrown in front of the seniors, what good will it do you!

Just as the waiters came in to serve food again, Xia Youjie had to resist the idea of ​​actually picking someone up and throwing them away, and sat obediently to watch the waiters serve them food one by one.

However, Gojo Satoru seemed to have not heard, not only did not get up from Zhimeng, but also hugged Zhimeng even harder, not allowing him to refuse to approach him, and continued to rub him like a clingy cat.

Zhimeng really couldn't break free, so he simply gave up and said directly: "Wu Wu, your order is here, get up and eat~"

"You feed me—" The white-haired boy found a comfortable position on Zhimeng's body, closed his eyes and opened his mouth to him.

"Are you drunk? Wu?" Zhimeng lowered his head and saw the flushed cheeks of the person leaning against his neck, but he had already picked up a piece of sushi and handed it over.

Even though his eyes were closed, the white-haired boy swallowed the sushi in one gulp with precision, and began to chew contentedly.

After eating and swallowing, he consciously continued to open his mouth and wait for the feeding.

The mentality of the waiters who served the food was obviously excellent. Even after seeing this scene, they continued their work without changing their faces, and then quit one after another.

The Angeji who was holding a wine glass on the opposite side couldn't stand it any longer: "Hey Gojo-kun, don't you have hands yourself?"

Gojo Satoru didn't respond to her voice, he closed his eyes and chewed the food in his mouth.

Zhimeng, who had already fed the second piece, raised her head when she heard the words, her fair cheeks were now pink, and she asked with a bright smile, "Do you want to eat too, senior?"

As he spoke, he had already picked up a piece of sushi and was about to send it over, but was stopped by a hand that suddenly stretched out beside him.

Zhimeng was stunned for a moment, looked along the arm, suddenly understood, and continued to laugh: "Does Jie want to eat too?"

Then, the sushi in his hand was turned around and delivered to the mouth of the black-haired ball-headed boy.

Xia Youjie was about to say something when the sushi on his lips was just put into his mouth.

As a last resort, he could only chew and swallow before speaking.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhimeng broke free from his arm, ate a piece of sushi by himself, and fed another piece to the white-haired boy who was waiting to be fed on his shoulder. I poured it down.

After drinking, still a little dissatisfied, Zhimeng took aim at the sake that Wujo Gojo had just been brought up by the waiter beside him, and reached out to take it.

"Wait for Zhimeng." Xia Youjie stopped him from pouring wine, looked at Zhimeng with the same expression as before, flushed face, and extra bold behavior, and couldn't help asking.

"are you drunk?"

The urging voice of the white-haired boy came from the neck: "I want more, ah—we want more!"

"No—hiccup." Zhimeng hiccupped, seeing that there was only one piece of sushi left in front of him, he let go of the wine, and directly reached out to grab a piece of salmon sashimi that was placed on the ice next to it. It was fed to the white-haired boy in the neck socket.

Xia Youjie's eyelids twitched, and his tone was helpless: "You're not drunk, but you use chopsticks!"

"Oh, chopsticks chopsticks..." Sensing the coldness of his fingertips, Zhimeng was like waking up from a dream, muttering about chopsticks, but found that he couldn't find them no matter what.

Facing the chopsticks at hand, Zhimeng was at a loss: "Chopsticks... where are the chopsticks?"

Xia Youjie couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Are you still drunk?What do you look like when you're drunk?

And Wu is probably drunk too, are you guys so bad at drinking?

The girls on the other side, who almost saw every word and deed of the DKs as appetizers, couldn't help laughing.

Jia Ruozi, who had already drank several cups, sighed: "No way, you guys."

This drink is too bad.

An Geji suddenly realized, gloating: "So Wutiao-kun is also drunk? He's so weak, he haha..."

As for Mingming, Mingming stared at Gojo Satoru who opened her mouth waiting to be fed with glowing eyes, and suddenly let out a weird laugh.

"Hahaha, I finally found—"

The password to get rich overnight!

Going back and threatening (crossing out) to remind Junior Wutiao how bad his drinking capacity is, there should be a generous hush money!

Zhimeng, who couldn't find the chopsticks, finally had to look at Xia Youjie, asking him for help with an aggrieved expression.

"Jie, chopsticks, chopsticks are missing..."

Looking at him eagerly: "I'm hungry!"

Xia Youjie looked at him helplessly and amusedly, and simply picked a piece of sushi himself and fed it to him.

The weaving dream of eating food is satisfied.

Wutiao Wu, who was waiting for the feeding but failed, was dissatisfied: "I still want to weave a dream, I'm hungry!"

The corner of Xia Youjie's mouth twitched, he didn't care about the drunkard, he changed his chopsticks and fed him tempura.

As soon as Zhimeng swallowed the food in his mouth, there was a delicious tempura in front of him.

Opposite, Jia Ruzi hooked his lips, and brought Tempura closer to him: "Come on, Zhimeng, open your mouth—"

Zhimeng opened her mouth obediently, and in the next second, she ate delicious tempura, and her satisfied eyes narrowed.

"I still want it, I want it!"

The white-haired boy continued to yell, and Xia Youjie had to continue feeding.

Feed the nitrous at home and feed the classmates. It was interesting, and decisively said to the only surviving DK: "One per person."

Xia Youjie, the only one who survived the drink, twitched his lips and demanded, "Hey Zhimeng for me, Wuwu for you."

"You can take pictures." The girl with ear-length short hair said calmly.

Xia Youjie was suspiciously silent for a moment: "...deal!"

So, the two who reached a consensus continued to feed.

During the period, ignoring the flashing lights that flashed many times, and the sudden drinking madness of An Ge Ji, this was a perfect dinner.

"Crack-"

Xia Youjie with a helpless expression and red ears, Zhimeng hugging his neck as if coquettish, Gojo Satoru, who was already sound asleep while hugging Zhimeng, and Jiarui, who prevented An Geji from destroying the table and dishes. Glass——

Mingming raised the phone and fixed the time at this second.

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