my brother is scumbag

"Hey."

Just when I was distracted, my vision dimmed, and I realized that Zhong Yuanzhong also approached at some point, his eyes were squinted, and the tip of his nose was clearly sniffing.

Sniffing and sniffing, his eyes fell on my wine glass.

"This smell—"

He draws out his voice with a hint of drunkenness.

I:"?"

To be honest, his behavior really made me a little puzzled, "Chuya..."

I just yelled at him, but he snatched my wine glass with lightning speed, raised his head and pointed the mouth of the glass at his own mouth.

"Hey, wait—"

I didn't have time to stop it, and saw him gurgling and drinking completely.

"Ah, what?!" He put the wine glass on the bar with a snap, and I saw obvious cracks spreading across the glass. At the same time, Zhong Yuanzhong also had a dissatisfied voice.

"This is not a bar at all, are you perfunctory me?!"

"..."

I couldn't help but waved my hand in front of his eyes, "Chuya, are you... completely drunk?"

They've all started drinking like crazy.

He squinted his eyes, and his eyes swayed from side to side with the shaking of my hand. During the period, he hiccupped, his expression looked a little dazed, as if he would not remember what he was going to do for a while.

But even so, when he heard me say he was drunk, he didn't forget to refute.

"Absolutely not, hiccup!"

His squinted eyes widened in an instant, trying hard to focus his eyes, and stared at me.

"How, how could I be drunk!"

"..." This is obviously a sign of being drunk, right?

I sighed and motioned for the bartender who had stood in the corner to reduce my presence a long time ago to come over.Just as I was about to take out my wallet and prepare to pay the bill, I heard Nakahara's voice suddenly raised in my ears.

"Are you looking down on me—"

"No, no, I just think we can drink in another place." I said a few perfunctory words without turning my head, only to see the bartender who was going to come over took a few steps back.

And on my shoulder, there was an extra hand covered with black gloves, approaching me with a warm body.

"I said, turn your head around—"

"..."

I turned my head helplessly following the strength on my shoulders, and in front of me was the suddenly enlarged face of Nakahara Chuya. He narrowed his eyes and approached me, sneered, and then pinched my cheek with the other hand, exerting a little force.

Unprepared, I opened my mouth, and almost at the same time, the wine glass that was controlled by the red light to float hit my mouth, and the wine was poured in.

"Hmm!...cough cough!"

The wine, which was engulfed by gravity, slid down my throat almost instantly, I pushed Chuya Nakahara away suddenly, and coughed a few times due to choking.

The culprit didn't have the slightest sense of introspection. Instead, he drank the rest of the wine in the glass and looked at me triumphantly.

"How is it? This kind of wine is nothing at all, is it?"

"……belch!"

I opened my mouth, but as soon as I opened it, I felt a gust of alcohol rushing up to my head, and what I was about to say was interrupted by alcohol hiccups.

"Well……"

I felt a little dizzy, and a hand stretched out from the side, put my shoulders on it, and then pulled me over with force.

When I shook my slightly dizzy head, I realized that my posture had become a little weird.

The seats at the bar are about half a meter apart. At this time, my lower body was still sitting on the chair, but my upper body was forced to lean against Zhongya Nakahara, and my whole body was crooked.

I couldn't help reaching out and pushing the guy next to me.

"Let go, let go, this posture is so uncomfortable..."

"Never--!"

The guy next to my ear yelled loudly, and then poured me a drink at a very fast speed.

……

Ahh, won't he be found by the mafia leader tomorrow, poured with cement and thrown into the sea?

The bartender crouched in the corner wanting to cry without tears, looking at the two figures sitting in front of the bar.

I saw that several bottles of drunk wine had been poured left and right on the bar counter. After each drink, a new bottle of wine on the wine cabinet would be controlled by gravity and fly into the hands of the red-haired boy, and then pulled out The wine cork was poured into the wine glass.

When it was almost full, the boy would proudly put the bottle aside, drink half of it himself, and then share the other half with another person.

The black-haired girl's cheeks were completely flushed, probably because of the feeling of alcohol that the wine glass in front of her was shaking a little, she puffed up her cheeks and muttered, "Chuya, don't shake your hand..."

Her words received a serious response from the ocher-haired boy.

"I do not have."

"There is!"

The girl retorted angrily, raised her hand and grabbed his wrist, lowered her head, sniffed like a small animal, and then drank in small sips.

While drinking, she frowned, "It's so hard to drink..."

"Well, is it hard to drink? I don't think so..."

The same drunk person, Nakahara Chuya squeezed his head over, the two of them were almost face to face, the girl protested, "Ah, go away, Chuya, this is mine..."

She hugged the wine glass in her arms like a food protector, but she also hugged Nakahara Nakaya's hand holding the wine glass together, and her body also fell backwards in order to distance herself.

Caught off guard by the movement, the chair under Nakahara Chuya tilted, driving him forward!

boom!

The chair fell heavily to the ground, along with the two people who were originally sitting on it.

The moment the girl was about to hit the ground on her back, a red light appeared around the boy pressing on her, slowing down the impact of landing.

So, after falling to the ground, Mori Yui didn't feel any pain.

But she still opened her eyes wide, staring blankly at Nakahara Chuya who was very close to her. If you look at her eyes carefully, you will find that she is not so much looking at Nakahara Nakaya as she is looking at the strange things around him. able.

"..."

They stick too close together.

Therefore, in the Central Plains, when using supernatural powers to slow down the impact of landing out of instinct, gravity naturally enveloped Yui Mori.

Under the urging of alcohol, people tend to indulge themselves and act entirely by their own instincts.

And his power was originally a longing for her body.

So, his power entered her body.

Nakahara Chuya's abilities flowed in her body, then transformed into her power, and finally gathered in her eyes.

It is cheering, it is yearning for more.

"Well……"

Zhong Yuanzhong also shook his head, he covered his forehead, and subconsciously propped up his body to stand up, and the red light around him flickered a few times, and it was about to disappear.

In the next second, there was an extra pendant on his body.

"Well!"

Suddenly there was an extra weight on his body, and Nakahara Zhongya staggered when he was about to get up, and sat down directly, leaning back, leaning against the wall of the bar with a thud.

"..."

Nakahara Chuya's mind went blank. He looked blankly at the person in his arms, but he could only see the top of black hair.

"strength……"

The pendant that caused this grunted and rubbed against his neck as if urging him.

……strength?

Zhongyuan Zhongye's dull brain processed this information for a while before finally realizing that she was referring to her own supernatural ability.

she wants it.

And she seemed to be his new companion.

Well, since it is a request from a companion, it must be fulfilled... right?

After slowly straightening out this logic, the red light on Nakahara Nakaya's body reappeared, and at the same time, the head on his neck that was rubbing against him finally stopped moving.

Maintaining this posture, Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned.

The original guests in the bar had already left before, after all, it was not so comfortable to drink in the same space with the leader's sister—and the other party was his superior—so the bar was very quiet at this time .

The bartender huddled in the corner wiped his wine glass silently, and even began to wonder if he could pretend he didn't know anything if he passed out.

Under this kind of tranquility, drunk people can easily fall asleep.

"……Sleepy."

Zhong Yuanzhong also murmured. He changed his posture, bent his legs, and raised his hand to pull his collar to relieve the body heat caused by the accelerated blood circulation.

This action woke up the person in his arms, and the head that had been quiet began to move again, and the black hair fell on the collarbone exposed by the open collar. Pressed on this head.

After finding that the girl in his arms had calmed down again, he rubbed it easily, just like a human being praises a small animal for being obedient.

Hmm, it seems to feel pretty good.

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought in a daze, the hand that was originally going to be put down also changed his mind, and was still sticking to the soft hair, stroking it every now and then.

The sleepiness became more and more intense, and gradually, he lowered his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep.

But even so, the red light on his body still exists.

It's just that under the warm orange light, the gravity that originally represented a powerful destructive force seems to have softened.

Seeing that the two of them might just sleep until the next day, Zhong Yuanzhong also heard footsteps.

And a voice that is so familiar that it makes fists itch when you hear it——

"Short boy, are you here to poach corners while I'm not around?"

Dazai, who had been sneaking away all day, appeared in the bar at this time, standing in front of Chuya Nakahara, looking down at him.

"Such a heavy alcohol smell is really bad."

He clicked his tongue and said coldly:

"Give me back my people, slug."

It seems... I heard some annoying voice...

Mori Yui, who was about to fall asleep, blinked his heavy eyelids, and just when this idea came to his head, he heard a roar suddenly ringing in his ears:

"Bastard - Dazai -!!"

"You, mackerel spirit, dare to appear——!"

……what?

Mori Yui subconsciously tightened the strength in her hand, so her body took off together.With the sound of glass shattering, she raised her head, and her wine-red eyes reflected the crystal fragments that surrounded her and Zhongyuan Zhongye, reflecting dark red ominous light under the light.

"Oh, is this going to kill someone?"

The casual tone came into her ears, she turned her head slowly, and saw the figure who leaped back lightly, dodging the volley of glass shards.

As if sensing her gaze, Dazai looked over and met her.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he stretched out his hand towards her.

"Yuki-chan~ come back with me."