The whole world is coveting the king's treasure

Gilgamesh was never ashamed to show himself.

He regards his own body as the beauty, and sincerely believes that everyone should look at him with appreciation and admiration.

Therefore, showing dancing in front of strangers is not an embarrassment for him, but a special benefit of his grace and generosity.

And as he said, he danced beautifully.

Elegant movements are like a swan dancing, and the wide robe is like a skirt blooming like petals when it turns in a circle.

Like a peacock spreading its tail, every feather can show its pride and confidence.

The people in the village didn't like the king of Uruk who came suddenly and let go of his rhetoric, but under the warm atmosphere of the bonfire, they began to appreciate the king's dance steps, and applauded the king's dance moves sincerely. .

Even these people spontaneously danced around Gilgamesh, just like the stars and the moon, Gilgamesh danced happily in the center of the banquet, enjoying the sight of others.

After the last graceful kick, he opened his bright red eyes and looked at Enkidu, who was always admiring from the periphery, the corners of his lips parted, revealing a gentle smile.

"How about it, is this king's dancing posture satisfying to you?"

With some ridicule, he raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Very satisfied." Enkidu replied without hesitation, "It really is the best dance, Jill."

"Hahahahaha." Gilgamesh laughed happily, he took two steps towards Enkidu's position, and suddenly stretched out his hand to Enkidu, "Since I have been watching for so long, with your system That should be enough to learn, come here."

Realizing that this was Gilgamesh's rare and cheerful invitation to join group activities, Enkidu hesitated a little.

He shouldn't have dampened Gilgamesh's interest, but dancing is something that needs to be memorized by the body, just standing here and watching, he still doesn't know anything about it.

"No, I can't right now..." He seemed a bit tangled, but before he could completely refuse, Gilgamesh grabbed his hand domineeringly and pulled him into his arms.

Enkidu managed to maintain the balance of his body, and when he looked up, the gentle red pupils were so close to him, and he could feel the heat coming from the pavement with his inadvertent breath.

Gilgamesh held his hand with one hand and supported his shoulder with the other. The two of them staggered for half a step, their bodies leaning as close as possible. If you look at it from another angle, it seemed like they were in a lingering embrace.

But neither of them felt that there was any problem with the distance. On the contrary, Enkidu was slightly taken aback when he saw Gilgamesh's hearty smile when he was a child.

Gilgamesh let go of the arm that was supporting him, and gave him a condescending look, but a smile appeared in his eyes: "No need to talk nonsense, come here and dance with me."

So, being forcibly pulled like this, Enkidu came to the center of the bonfire banquet with a confused expression.

Surrounded by villagers who were laughing, cheering and having fun, they all looked at Enkidu with a smile on their faces. On the one hand, they were fascinated by Enkidu's appearance, and on the other hand, they were joking about the friendship between Enkidu and the king.

After all, they could clearly see the hug just now.

Although Gilgamesh is a tyrant with a bad personality, at least his face is attractive, and Enkidu's appearance is also unique in the world. Standing together, these two people look very good together, and no one will doubt this.

Therefore, they cheered sincerely, looking forward to seeing the scene of the two showing their affection.

Of course, all this is their imagination.

But it’s nothing more than they misunderstood so much, because the communication between Enkidu and Gilgamesh was so gay!

Wang, who only showed a gentle side to the green-haired beauty, held the beauty's palm, and taught him how to dance. In the process, he would inevitably touch the beauty's back, arms, and even occasionally helped her delicate waist. .

Not to mention smiling and staring at each other the whole time, outsiders can see how happy the two of them are at a glance.

They ate this dog food!

It's just too full to burp.

Not only did the villagers sigh while clutching their stomachs, Osamu Dazai, who had no choice but to follow Enkidu's perspective, also burped in a very complicated way.

Who would have thought that he wanted to easily read Enkidu's past experience, but after meeting Gilgamesh, he completely changed his style of painting.

You and I are sorry for each other, you are my one and only...

Horse eggs!Enkidu and Gilgamesh may not have noticed it, but Osamu Dazai, who is a bystander, can speak uprightly:

Wake up, this is not the interaction between two normal men!It's too sticky, isn't it! !

However, realizing that all the people around Uruk didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and rather hoped that their king could stay with Enkidu more, Dazai couldn't help but began to reflect on whether his heart was too dark , so there is such a misunderstanding.

At the very least, Enkidu definitely didn't have the idea of ​​comparing himself to a weapon, and Gilgamesh used to be surrounded by beauties, and he didn't look like a crooked one.

After waking up from the dream again, Osamu Dazai, who could no longer fall asleep, called his little friend and went to the bar to confide.

"I have a friend..." Osamu Dazai stroked the transparent cup while thinking about how to sum up the dream, "He has a very good relationship with his other friend, they eat and live together, they are inseparable, almost all the time Stick together, but the interaction between the two of them is very sticky in the eyes of outsiders..."

Before he finished summarizing, Ango Sakaguchi, who was sitting on his left, couldn't listen anymore, pushed down his glasses and said bluntly: "Mr. Dazai, I suggest that you can directly replace one of my friends with me, and I won't be tired. "

Osamu Dazai: "...huh?"

After being dazed for three seconds, he finally realized something: "What I'm talking about is not my business, it's really my friend's business."

Seeing him being so stubborn, Ango Sakaguchi sighed helplessly and stopped talking.

But anyone who lives in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang and knows a lot about the gossip in Hong Kong and Heido can instantly understand that Osamu Dazai is telling the story of himself and his beautiful subordinate Enkidu.

Go to the cafeteria to eat together for Enkidu.

Shared accommodation is arranged in a room next door on the same floor.

Inseparable 24 hours a day and only separated when sleeping.

In fact, even now, Enkidu is standing by outside the bar, wishing he could stick with Osamu Dazai all the time.

It’s already so rocky, Osamu Dazai still wants to fool me with the excuse that I have a friend, Ango Sakaguchi can’t help but secretly complain, people who fall in love are really idiots in IQ.

Even as smart as Osamu Dazai, he can't escape!

"The two of them don't seem to be aware of any problems with getting along, but the bystanders around them basically think that they have problems." Osamu Dazai continued to talk, "What do you think?"

He threw the topic to Ango Sakaguchi and Sakunosuke Oda.

It turned out to be the case.

Sakaguchi Ango finally understood.

The general idea is that the gossip and rumors in Hong Kong have left Osamu Dazai in a state of confusion. Perhaps Osamu Dazai himself has not realized that he likes Enkidu and feels that his behavior is normal, so he is puzzled where these misunderstandings come from.

But even from the perspective of Ango Sakaguchi, who is close to him, the state of Dazai Osamu and Enkidu is very similar to the legendary love.

So... Should I admit it here, or advise Osamu Dazai not to think too much.

He was in a tangle for a while.

"Stick to your own ideas and don't be fooled by external factors." Just as he was thinking, Oda Sakunosuke, who had been drinking quietly, was the first to speak out.

Both Dazai Osamu and Sakaguchi Ango were surprised, they didn't expect Oda Sakunosuke to strike up a conversation on the topic of love.

After all, he is the oldest among them, and he is still single.

But thanks to him getting to the point, Ango Sakaguchi also echoed: "Mr. Oda is right, this kind of thing depends on my own thoughts, the outside world is always the outside world's eyes, the most important thing is to stick to yourself heart."

And it would have been more interesting if Osamu Dazai hadn't realized that he liked Enkidu.

Sakaguchi Ango's eyes reflected a white light with special meaning, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he asserted: "Since Mr. Dazai is a bystander, now we just need to guard them silently."

Dazai Osamu lightly touched the cool cup wall with his fingertips, and suddenly felt enlightened.

That's right, after all, this is a memory from thousands of years ago, and it's still the beginning of the memory, so it's too early to say.

And even if Enkidu and Gilgamesh really have any special feelings, as an outsider, he has no room to intervene.

It's probably because Enkidu's memories have been immersed in Enkidu's thoughts so much that his thoughts have been affected by his sentimentality. It's really not his character to be entangled in such insignificant things all the time.

After drinking all the whiskey in the glass, Osamu Dazai returned to the cynical boy he was before, smiling and feeling: "It's been a long time, as expected, there is no such little man, drinking is fun!"

"...Are you referring to Mr. Nakahara?" Dazai Osamu is probably the only one who can be called so, and Ango Sakaguchi showed a funny look in his eyes, and suddenly said, "Speaking of rumors in the organization, yesterday you met in this bar Mr. Zhongyuan is competing for alcohol, is this true?"

Osamu Dazai curled his lips, he really didn't want to talk about this topic: "You talk about this matter."

His thoughts went back to yesterday, when he first met Zhong Yuan in the bar.

Inside the bar

"I knew that Enkidu would never be your subordinate, look at what you have done to this child, apologise, you bastard!!"

In the bar, two teenagers wearing the same black suit were fighting together.

The orange-haired boy who had the upper hand had fierce eyes, and the lines he spit out were quite spicy. As soon as he grabbed the collar of the person below him, he raised his fist high and wanted to hit that hateful face.

"Ha! Enkidu was originally my subordinate. It's none of your business. If you are greedy, you can find a subordinate by yourself. You just look at me with bitter eyes!"

Osamu Dazai was not afraid of this kind of pettiness. He could easily stop Chuya Nakahara's offensive, and raised his leg to take advantage of the unpreparedness and kicked the opponent's lower abdomen to open the distance.

The two were arguing in the middle of the bar, and inadvertently kicked away the surrounding seats. Fortunately, there was no one else in this bar except the bartender, so they could make as much noise as they wanted.

As if he was used to this, the bartender was still carelessly wiping the wine glass in the bar counter, and he didn't even give alms out of the corner of his eye, his face was full of calm.

And Enkidu also stood on the spot and observed the two wrestling with interest, with a little joy in his eyes.

His indifference caused Osamu Dazai, who had suffered a few dark losses in strength, to stare round his eyes in dissatisfaction.

"Your master is being beaten here, and you are watching here? You agreed to protect me!"

"That's based on the possibility of life being in danger." Enkidu explained righteously, "so playing around with friends doesn't qualify."

"Playing with friends??" Osamu Dazai showed an expression of auditory hallucinations, "Friend? Who? Is this little dwarf?"

"Who is the little dwarf, you bastard!" At this moment, Nakahara Nakaya kicked over directly, and was caught off guard by Osamu Dazai's arm.

"It hurts, it hurts..." Osamu Dazai hurriedly took two steps back, covering his arm, and complained to Enkidu, "Well, now you see, he kicked my arm, absolutely. Your arm will be swollen!"

"You still think it's just a joke?"

He thought that all the evidence at the scene could reflect his identity as a poor victim, but Enkidu still kept smiling and didn't care about it: "In my eyes, this is not the level of slapstick, It’s a very ordinary display of love.”

"The better the relationship between some friends, the more often they will fight each other as soon as they meet. I think Master Hezhong is one of these people."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He took it.

To be able to distort the facts to such a terrifying extent, Enkidu's brain circuit is not something ordinary people can understand.

"Actually, I also like to compare performance with others. This is a way to get to know each other deeply. I like it very much." Enkidu is still giving a speech, trying to convince Osamu Dazai that this is an act of intimacy evidence.

But Osamu Dazai, who is a normal person, waved his hand exhaustedly, not intending to continue arguing with a stubborn humanoid weapon like this.

After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly felt puzzled: "Speaking of which, why is Chuya here?"

This is the bar that he and his little friend Oda Sakunosuke often go to, but he has never met Nakahara Chuya in the past. If he knew that Chuka would be here, he would definitely not choose to come here.

"Because I heard that the wine here is better." Zhong Yuan Zhong also lifted the hat on his head, and lazily pointed his thumb at the red wine he ordered on the bar counter, "Why, can't I come here?"

The two of them basically turned into a provocative look when they were chatting, which is why Osamu Dazai felt extremely angry.

So Osamu Dazai resented him very happily.

"Chuya, do you have enough wallets? How did I hear that the last time you went out to drink, you smashed into someone's bar after being drunk? It's a shame that the boss will allow you to enter here. If it was me, this kind of plague god wouldn't even want to see it. .”

The dark mocking eyes and the mocking tone made Nakahara Chuya angry and ashamed, wishing he could stare at Osamu Dazai, wanting to bite him to death.

But apart from Dazai Osamu, Enkidu is also here, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't want to destroy his good impression in Enkidu's heart, and immediately explained: "That was... an accident, an accident! Besides, I also paid the compensation later, I'm too humble."

After the explanation, it was an inevitable choice to turn back: "It's really disgusting that you have a small belly and a woman-like problem, don't you think so, Enkidu?"

Osamu Dazai was choked up, and Chuya Chuya's choice of throwing the topic to Enkidu caught him off guard, completely shattering his plan to fight back, and...he could almost imagine Enkidu's answer!

"It's really troublesome." Enkidu nodded calmly, and he didn't say anything good for Dazai just because he was the Master.

You see!

Osamu Dazai wanted to jump up and stare at him, but it really wasn't the slightest surprise.

But the Central Plains, who had not waited for the victory, also showed a complacent expression, and Enkidu also pointed out the mistakes in his words: "But it is not correct to equate small belly and chicken intestines with women, please think twice before acting."

Nakahara Zhongya with a stiff smile on his face: "..."

Seeing such a funny expression on him, Osamu Dazai couldn't help covering his stomach and laughing out loud.

"Ah, I'm sorry." However, compared to Osamu Dazai, Nakahara also admitted his mistakes very quickly, and he was sincerely aware of his mistakes, "It is true that I used the wrong words, which made you uncomfortable."

He felt that the words just now had damaged the honor of women all over the world, including Enkidu in front of him of course.

Even though a woman was standing in front of him, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt very self-blame for him to say hurtful words rudely.

By the way, gossip among members of Hong Kong gangsters will not be easily revealed in front of the cadres, and Zhongyuan Zhong is not a person who likes gossip, so he is still caught in misunderstandings about Enkidu's gender.

Enkidu tilted his head in confusion. He didn't feel that he would feel uncomfortable. It would be very wrong to treat him as a human being.

But before he could speak, he saw Zhong Yuanzhong adjusting the hat on his head in embarrassment, and suddenly pointed to the bar counter: "Would you like something to drink? It's my apology."

Enkidu looked towards the bar in the direction he pointed. Under the light, the wine rack looked dazzling, with bottles of drinks he had never heard of.

Enki likes to drink very much. Although his memory is still hazy, he can still understand his preferences.

He is very interested in tasting these modern wines.

When he was still having a hard time choosing, Osamu Dazai sat down on the bar counter instead of customers, crossed his hands, and lazily glanced at Nakahara Nakaya: "I want to drink whiskey."

Zhong Yuan's face immediately showed displeasure: "Shut up, I didn't plan to invite you, order by yourself!"

"Enkidu is my subordinate, his stuff is mine, and mine is his stuff." Osamu Dazai snapped his fingers, "So the wine I ordered is the wine he ordered, what's the problem? ?”

This weird logic made Zhongyuan Zhongye curse angrily: "You have become more and more shameless recently!"

Osamu Dazai hummed and spread his hands: "Thank you for the compliment."

The attitude of not eating oil and salt made Nakahara even more want to kick him in the face. It would be best to kick him to Santu River to experience rafting.

When he was furious, Zhongya Nakahara's eyes lit up suddenly, and he thought of a particularly suitable method of competition:

"Hey mackerel, let's bet."

"The loser must unconditionally obey the winner to do one thing."

"Oh?" Osamu Dazai's eyes flashed, and the corners of his lips raised slightly to look at him, "Are you sure you want to bet with me, Chuya, I will easily win you, and make you kneel on the ground and submit to him like a dog." I have no problem, right?"

"..." Although his high-ranking tone was really flattering, Zhongyuan Zhong also tried to take a deep breath, showing a sarcastic smile, "Ah, if I win, Enkidu will belong to me, it's a fair deal .”

"..." Hearing this, Osamu Dazai's smile gradually disappeared.

He carefully looked at Nakahara Chuya's expression, and after making sure that the other party was not joking, he couldn't help chuckling: "You really like him."

"Compared to you, I like him more." Zhong Yuanzhong replied without hesitation, with a bit of impatience in his eyes, "Do you dare to bet? Or are you afraid?"

Osamu Dazai unconsciously tapped the bar table with his fingertips, his eyes froze: "That depends on which competition method you choose, I won't do it if it's not good for me."

"I'm not an asshole like you." Zhong Yuanzhong also rolled his eyes, "Just bet on our drinking capacity and drink at the same time, whoever drinks the most will win."

"How about it? You can't cheat, it's a fair competition."

This is true.

Osamu Dazai and Nakahara Chuya have almost the same amount of alcohol. Although Nakahara Nakahara is famous for its bad wines in Hong Kong, the amount of alcohol is still very good. Dazai Osamu is neither dominant nor disadvantaged. He is really an upright pair The game is over.

If you win, you can enjoy very good results, even if you lose...

A narrow smile flashed across Dazai Osamu's eyes.

Anyway, as his follower, it is impossible for Enki to go to Zhongye in the Central Plains, and he will not suffer.

"I understand." Osamu Dazai glanced at Nakahara Chuya with his long and narrow eyes, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and accepted the contest, "But I want to change the bet, if I win, you will stay away from Enkidu, Don’t have any contact with him anymore, is that okay?”

"You!" This sentence hit Chuya Nakahara's anger all of a sudden, making Chuya Nakahara clenched his fist violently.

Wanting to occupy Enkidu so much, and saying that he has no idea about other girls, this scumbag! !

Nakahara Chu also let out a breath of turbid air slowly, feeling more and more shameless towards Osamu Dazai in his heart, realizing that no matter for anyone, this match is a fight to the death and must be won, he nodded after deliberation.

As long as you win, you don't need to think so much.

The mutual gaze of two enemies is often interesting, and Osamu Dazai and Nakahara also fit very well.

Seemingly provocative, they looked at each other for a few seconds, Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya greeted the bartender tacitly:

"Have a bottle of whiskey." x3

As soon as the words fell, Osamu Dazai and Osamu Dazai opened their eyes wide in surprise, turned their heads to look sideways, and saw that Enkidu, who was sitting in front of the bar at some time, was imitating their appearance with a playful expression. bottle of wine.

Noticing Osamu Dazai's gaze, Enkidu explained with a smile: "It sounds like the game is very interesting, can you add me?"

"........."

Osamu Dazai and Nakahara were also speechless at the same time.

Who do you think this game is for?

Obviously this was a dangerous bet with no way out, but Enkidu, who was gently smiling, disturbed it, and immediately felt that the sense of tension and confrontation disappeared.

Osamu Dazai sighed as if discouraged, and looked at him helplessly: "Do you understand what the meaning of this competition is? It should be said that you haven't even drunk the wine here and are still talking big."

In the memories that Osamu Dazai saw, Enkidu only drank the mild ale brewed by Uruk. In any case, it was naturally incomparable with whiskey.

"Have you ever drunk?" But in the eyes of the unaware Zhongyuan Zhongye, he thought it meant that Enkidu had never drunk alcohol.

He immediately frowned in disapproval, and at the same time habitually accused Osamu Dazai: "Bringing a person who has never drunk alcohol here, what do you mean?"

"Could it be possible..." Zhongyuan Zhong also narrowed his eyes, glanced at Enkidu's provocative youthful appearance, and his whole body became on guard, "You don't want to use drunk to do something, really scum."

"..."

Anyway, Osamu Dazai found out that no matter what he did, he would be scolded and mercilessly accused by Chuya Nakahara.

It was as if he had decided that he was some pervert who wanted to do something to Enkidu.

Osamu Dazai was too lazy to explain. It would be better to say that even if he wanted to explain, he couldn't explain clearly at all, which would only make people more suspicious of Enkidu's origin.

Therefore, he just rolled his eyes and replied, "Can you stop imposing the delusions in your mind on me, I brought Enkidu here because I have important things to do."

At this time, the bartender just put three glasses of whiskey with ice on the bar counter, and the golden liquid swayed gently in the transparent glasses, showing a beautiful color.

"That's right." Enkidu agreed while looking at the modern fermented rice curiously, "The master just came to show me a new mixture of detergent and alcohol. To be honest, such knowledge does not exist in my system. , I'm very interested in that."

Nakahara Chuya: "...No, this is more dangerous than doing something drunk! Stay away from this suicidal maniac and stay away from Enkidu! Don't be led astray!"

He slapped the table and stood up anxiously, just like a hen guarding its calf.

Facing his sincere call, one of the two people present touched the glass with great interest, and the other yawned lazily with his cheek resting on his side. No one paid any attention to him at all.

At this moment, Zhongyuan also felt extremely lonely.

"Yes, you've become more and more like an old lady from the village recently, Nakaya." Osamu Dazai also deliberately mocked, "Enough is enough for annoying topics, don't forget that we have more important things to do."

Nakahara Chuya: ...Auntie? !

As if feeling an arrow shot in his chest, Nakahara Chuya sat back to his original position with a stiff expression, clutching his chest, showing a tangled expression.

At the same time, having to play a serious role among these two people who tend to digress, Osamu Dazai looked at Enkidu, who was eager to try the whiskey, and gave in to his desire.

"Taste the whiskey first, drink less at first, not everyone will like this taste."

Enkidu nodded, and with the Master's permission, he picked up the wine glass, and first admired the pure wine under the light above his head for a while, then put it to his lips, and took a sip.

A bitter and sweet liquid flowed down his throat, instantly burning his lungs, and Enki couldn't help but frowned, showing an indescribable expression.

Osamu Dazai and Nakahara were also staring at his expression, and seeing this, they were a little amused.

"Sure enough, there is no way to adapt."

"...This smell is really novel." After slowly recollecting it for a while, Enkidu concluded, "But I don't hate it."

"So you still want to join this gamble?" Osamu Dazai couldn't help raising his eyebrows, showing a little interest, "If you lose, you have to obey the winner unconditionally. Is that okay?"

Enkidu put down his wine glass, and answered solemnly: "Of course there is no problem, I will abide by the rules."

Seeing that he really looked calm and indifferent, Dazaiji felt a little suspicious in his heart, and suddenly moved close to Enkidu's ear, breathing almost against his earlobe: "Can the heroic spirit not get drunk?"

Enkidu blinked his eyes, "No, heroic spirits can also get drunk, and the amount of alcohol has nothing to do with whether they are heroic spirits or not."

Only then did Osamu Dazai feel relieved.

His close contact with Enkidu made Chuya Nakahara's eyelids twitch, as if imagining some kind of dirty future, Chuya Nakahara jumped up instantly, got up and quickly separated Osamu Dazai and Osamu Dazai who were stuck together Enkidu, and blocked Enkidu behind him, glaring at Osamu Dazai.

Both Enkidu and Osamu Dazai showed inexplicable expressions, but Nakahara Chuya said righteously: "Speaking is talking, don't get so close."

"What's the matter if I whisper something to my subordinates?" Dazai Osamu was almost laughed at by his guard, "Could it be...are you jealous?"

He deliberately narrowed his eyes: "It's not because I have a good relationship with him, so you're jealous, Zhongye"

As if wanting to grasp Nakahara Chuya's true heart, Osamu Dazai looked carefully at his eyes, trying to find the evidence hidden inside.

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhong Yuanzhong was also agitated by his words, and suddenly felt a little helpless, his cheeks were slightly red, showing faint signs of nervousness.

But this is not enough to explain whether he really has other feelings for Enkidu, because as long as Zhongyuan is ashamed and angry, he will feel flustered involuntarily.

Osamu Dazai wanted to investigate more and more in detail, but at this moment, Enkidu suddenly patted Chuya Nakahara's arm in front of him, and said to Chuya Nakahara very considerately.

"I can understand."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked confused: "...Huh?"

"It's because I have a good relationship with the Master, so you feel uncomfortable inside, right?" Enkidu calmly analyzed his inner emotions with a smile that released a healing halo: "This is a very common phenomenon in human beings. Jealousy, please don't hide it."

"..."

If it was Dazai Osamu's sarcasm, Zhongyuan Zhong could still fight back mercilessly, but in front of him was Enkidu who taught him knowledge in a gentle tone!

This, this is embarrassing to refute!

As a result, Zhong Yuanzhong, who was said to be speechless, could only keep changing his face, showing a gesture of hesitation and hesitation several times.

Seeing his ugly face, Osamu Dazai was about to die of laughter, if it wasn't for the fear of interrupting the good show, he would have slapped the table and rolled on the ground.

"Please don't worry." Then the next second, with Enkidu's comforting relief, his expression froze instantly.

"I will not rob you of the Master, so from now on, please continue to be good friends with the Master."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

What a good friend! !

Enkidu's emotion continued: "Unexpectedly, the relationship between the two of you is so deep. Please don't pay attention to me, chat and play as much as you want. If my presence brings you trouble, I will take the initiative to avoid it next time."

No no no this is the complete opposite!

Osamu Dazai's face was so ugly that he was about to throw up.

He hated the little guy Zhongya the most, and he also hated someone tying him to Zhongya the most. Now, Enkidu almost caught a thunderbolt, catching him off guard.

Similarly, Zhong Yuanzhong also held his forehead twitchingly at the corners of his mouth, looking like he was going crazy because he was too tired to say one more sentence.

But in the face of Enkidu's clean and clear eyes, they didn't notice the natural nature of the wrong topic at all... What else can they do, bear with it.

So Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chu also skipped over the idea of ​​complicated explanations, and picked up the wine glass at hand with a wooden face.

The game started so suddenly.

No one really regards a layman like Enkidu as a threat, so the opponents who need to pay attention to in the game are Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara.

Staring fiercely at the person on the opposite side, letting go of the grievance they had received from Enkidu, Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya boldly picked up the wine glasses and poured them into their mouths.

The content of the competition is a bottle of whiskey, whoever drinks the most can win.

After drinking the first cup, Osamu Dazai's face remained unchanged.

After drinking the second cup, Osamu Dazai's cheeks turned rosy.

After the third cup, Osamu Dazai's brain began to go dull.

After the fourth cup, Osamu Dazai started to feel sick.

Reluctantly enduring the sour feeling of burning gastric mucosa, Osamu Dazai turned his head and looked to the side, he found that Nakahara Chuya's progress was about the same as his at the moment, and he also looked sluggish as his stomach began to feel uncomfortable.

Seeing him looking over, Nakahara Zhongya met his gaze, and the expression on his face instantly turned into an unconvinced tenacity. Although the blush on his face had reduced the sharpness of his eyes, he still did not admit defeat.

Naturally, Osamu Dazai would not admit defeat at this level.

The fifth cup, the sixth cup... He poured it into his stomach mechanically, until the alcohol intake reached the level beyond the limit, and then endured the feeling of vomiting and stopped drinking it forcibly.

Turning his head, Nakahara Chuya was half bent on the bar counter, his expression twisted in discomfort, his brows trembled slightly, as if he was trying not to run to the toilet to vomit.

Fortunately, his sanity is still clear, and he can still sarcastically say to Osamu Dazai: "I can't drink it anymore... Hiccup, give up quickly, mackerel!"

"D-I've already hiccupped and said something stupid." Dazai Osamu endured the discomfort, and now he couldn't even maintain a smile, "You are the one who surrendered to me, slug."

"You admit defeat, Hiccup!"

"You just admit defeat!"

Like a kindergarten kid arguing, the two immature ghosts were arguing hard, but in fact, they felt dizzy even if they moved.

Just when the quarrel was inseparable, a voice as clear as a stream came from the side, shaking their spirits.

"Boss, please bring me another glass of wine."

Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chu also looked to one side at the same time, and found that Enkidu really said this sentence.

At this time, Enkidu behaved elegantly, his face was normal, no matter his speech or thinking, he was undoubtedly normal.

But on his left, the bottle of whiskey they were familiar with was empty.

Empty? !

The faces of Dazai and Osamu turned green.

What kind of concept is this? Even Dazai and the others still have some wine in their wine bottle, but Enkidu not only drank it up, but also wanted to have another drink as if nothing had happened!

"You, isn't this your first time drinking belch." Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but shouted out.

As soon as the words came out, he felt acid reflux in his stomach. He quickly covered his mouth with his hands and took a deep breath.

"That's right." Enkidu said with a smile, "But it's going to have a different taste after you get used to it."

He seemed to have just noticed the ugly looks of Dazai and Osamu, and couldn't help but worry: "Are you all right, don't worry, if you can't drink, I can finish it for you."

As he spoke, he poured the wine that Osamu Dazai had not finished into his own cup, and drank it down.

His complexion remained the same.

"..." Osamu Dazai felt that he had been deeply deceived, "Didn't it be said that Heroic Spirits would get drunk!"

"That's true." Enkidu blinked innocently, "But my magic power can remove alcohol from the body, so this is a personal ability and cannot be counted on the entire heroic spirit."

Osamu Dazai: ...... Liar!Big scam! !

Then why on earth did he drink so much wine?

Cleverness is mistaken by cleverness, hopeless