Boss, do you have a card?

Osamu Dazai, who was disliked by his slow speed, was fortunate enough to experience the exciting experience of flying in the air without protective bungee jumping for the second time. During this period, he also took the time to call Sakunosuke Oda to have a drink together.

The White House gave him a meaningless look in September according to the personality.

Hey, Sister Ming is good at this. People don’t talk too much, you don’t have to think too much about lines, and you don’t have to make eye contact all the time. I watch it when I'm on stage.

Don't ask, just ask yourself.

The effect of using this trick to deal with Osamu Dazai is particularly significant. This script master often evolves from self-experience to in-depth analysis and in-depth interpretation.

Like now.

Osamu Dazai saw her acquiescence in Ming's reaction.

Yes, not indifferent consent, but acquiescence.

If it doesn't matter, Ming should not even give him a look, just like she didn't get any response from her no matter what he said just now, until he mentioned Oda Saku.

It was the same last time, no, since last time, since Odasaku was marked by Yukino, Ming's attitude towards Odasaku has changed a little.Not only stopped Akutagawa's attack on Oda, but also reminded him of the things marked, and even willing to "waste time" to go to restaurants with them.

Is it because of Odasaku?

of course not.

Osamu Dazai was able to confirm that it was the mark that drew Mei's attention, or in other words, the person who gave Oda the mark.

Coupled with the fact that Yukino greeted Ming by attacking the detective agency, and Ming could clearly find Yuki's location but let her go, all these prove that their relationship is by no means ordinary, but Kefu and the curator's letter did not mention anything. Relevant information... Do you think it is unnecessary to mention it, or is it deliberately concealed?

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes lightly to cover his thoughts. After a few seconds, he changed into a frivolous disguise without any trace, and pushed the high-strength wine mixed by the bartender towards Ming.

"Miss Ming, do you want to try this?"

The liquid with gradient color shakes slightly in the clear wine glass.

In fact, the White House doesn't have a big cold for alcohol in September, and occasionally drinks with colleagues during team building. Drinking with a man in a bar like this... never happened before.

The music inside the bar is lazy and soothing, and the warm light source creates a warm and comfortable atmosphere.

The young man's slightly curly hair was still damp, and strands of it were sticking to his forehead. The windbreaker coat that was wet before was taken off and hung on the back of the chair. Now he was only wearing the shirt and vest inside, with the cuffs rolled up to his elbows. The lower bandage wraps around the wrist.

It's obviously a casual enough to be called a slovenly posture, but this person easily created a chic and romantic 'scumbag' temperament.

No wonder Kunikida Doppo said that Osamu Dazai is a public enemy of women. Under normal circumstances, probably not many girls can withstand this kind of offensive.

Due to the environment, the White House himself was slightly affected in September.

Who doesn't like a little brother who is good-looking and can talk.

Tsk tsk tsk, look at this look, Su De can.

However, appreciation is appreciation, and a play is a play. Competent testers can perfectly balance the two.

Ming took the wine glass as usual, took a sip, and remained as usual after drinking.

Osamu Dazai asked her, "How do you feel?"

He raised his chin reluctantly.

Osamu Dazai approached.

"Compared with the wine in Miss Ming's world, is there any difference in taste?"

Osamu Dazai leaned closer.

"Is there no difference, or is the gap too big to compare?"

Osamu Dazai leaned closer.

"This concentration is very high, is Miss Ming usually good at drinking?"

Ming's eyes squinted.

The next moment, Osamu Dazai, who wanted to get closer, bumped his forehead against the wine glass.

Through the sloshing liquid in the cup wall, one can faintly see the blurred face on the opposite side.

Those special-colored eyes were silently saying to him: Back off.

Osamu Dazai blinked innocently, and sat back obediently, but within two seconds of going back, the artificial sigh sounded again.

This time, I switched to the topic-finding mode of talking to myself.

"It's so lonely~ How can I have a good relationship with Miss Ming?"

Ming picked up the wine glass.

Osamu Dazai's tone gradually became sad: "Have I become a thing of the past?"

Ming took a sip of wine.

Osamu Dazai's complaints escalated: "Obviously, I will protect others at the beginning!"

Ming put down his glass.

Osamu Dazai's complaints escalated greatly: "Obviously at the beginning, I will still be with others—"

"Be quiet."

Ming's fingertips landed on the table, and the short knocking sound cut off Osamu Dazai's performance as if he drank fake wine. Her voice was calm and indifferent.

Osamu Dazai shut up again.

He is a person who can grasp the measure very well, not to mention that he still has a contract, so it is easier to distinguish Ming's mood.

That is - no mood.

At first, Osamu Dazai mistakenly thought that Ming's indifference was a problem with her character, but until now, he didn't realize what the sense of disobedience he had been feeling in Ming was.

Since Ming came here, the only big mood swing she experienced was the battle with Chuya Zhongyuan, but the change at that time started too suddenly and ended too abruptly. Compared with mood swings, it may be closer to... Pursuit The racial instinct to fight against the strong.

Ming's positive emotions are pitiful, and negative emotions are not stingy, but they are all superficial and superficial, and they can be quickly forgotten and discarded—like losing the "emotion" module that intelligent creatures must have.

but……

Dazai was lost in thought.

If you think about it in this direction, it seems a bit contradictory that Ming has a hidden concern for Xue Nu...

The contractor's thought storm did not affect the taste buds of the White House in September.

ah!It's the taste QAQ

It's been a week!She finally felt the ups and downs of QAQ other than boiled water (it was when Oda Dazai was eating)

The White House cheered up in September: "Come on! President! Let's drink together! Tonight I won't go home if I'm not drunk!"

System: "[Ming]'s alcohol resistance data is full, and there is no possibility of getting drunk, so the tester's request cannot be fulfilled."

System: "In addition, the tester's alcohol intake has reached 15 grams, which has exceeded the national safe drinking standard. It is recommended to stop immediately."

The White House suddenly disappeared in September.

Is her happiness coming to an end so soon... No way!Since [Ming]'s physique will not get drunk, no matter how you say it, you have to drink first before talking!

What does Princess Ming have to do with her White House September after she drank alcohol! 【Confident.jpg】

But it's a pity that there are no appetizers, and the mouth is really boring just drinking... OTZ

Just when the White House was trying to figure out how to get appetizers without OOC in September——

Jingle~

As the store door opened, the welcoming bell rang loudly.

Osamu Dazai didn't even need to think about who came in.For the purpose of safety and confidentiality, he specially made some preparations. This store will not entertain any ordinary guests tonight.

Osamu Dazai turned around happily: "Ah, Odasaku, it's really late."

"Sorry, I'm late." Oda Sakunosuke habitually sat next to Osamu Dazai, and he asked the bartender for a drink, "Tomato juice, thank you."

Osamu Dazai shook his feet, his tone dissatisfied: "Tomato juice, when did you learn from Ango, Odasaku?"

Oda Sakunosuke explained sincerely: "Before I went out, I found that the mother-in-law downstairs was sick, so I drove her to the hospital, and then drove here again. It is not convenient to drink."

Osamu Dazai dragged his voice and complained: "You are going to be the nanny of that building, male mother—"

Oda Sakunosuke didn't think there was a problem with this description, and said frankly: "If you really want to say it, you are right. After all, there are many children in my family."

Being a father and a mother at the same time, isn't it a male mother?

After speaking, he turned his head, bypassed Osamu Dazai, and apologized again to Mei.

Osamu Dazai noticed that Mei's gaze stayed on Odasaku's collarbone for a while, then he nodded perfunctorily, looked away and continued to drink by himself.

He had some guesses in his heart, so he purposely moved to Odasaku's side and asked in a low voice, "Speaking of which, Odasaku, has Miss Yukino come to see you recently?"

Oda Sakunosuke didn't know Dazai Osamu's Xiao Jiujiu, so he answered every question: "No, but I heard from Kunikida that the military and police found several people frozen in the street in the past two days."

Osamu Dazai knew about this a long time ago, but he still pretended not to know and asked, "Do they have any common characteristics?"

Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while: "They are all men?"

Osamu Dazai laughed out loud: "It seems that our Miss Yuki has a lot of opinions on men."

Do you have a big opinion of men?

Oda Sakunosuke didn't know whether he should agree with this point of view. At least in the process of communicating with Shelley, he didn't see the other party's tendency in this regard. He still remembered the scene where Shelley had a good conversation with Mr. Sakata, the manager of the pharmacy. .

"I don't think she will attack ordinary people casually. Could it be that those people offended her?" Oda Sakunosuke speculated.

After all, Shelley's appearance is very beautiful, and it is very easy to become the target of those who have evil intentions.

Osamu Dazai stopped stirring the ice cubes in the wine glass, and called him with raised eyebrows.

"Odasaku."

"kindness?"

"Your speech is very dangerous."

"Eh?"

Osamu Dazai continued to stir the ice cubes, and the ice cubes slammed into his wine glass. At the same time, as if he turned his head unintentionally, his peripheral vision naturally slid across the expressionless woman on the other side.

Oh My God.

Yes there are some dangers.

The moment Oda Saku said "Could it be those people who offended her", the contract on Dazai Osamu's chest seemed to be touched, and Ming's calm, stagnant emotions stirred up—of course, it was definitely not Going in a good direction.

Look aside.

Except for a crack in the ice cube in the wine glass, nothing can be detected from Ming's external performance.

It turned out to be the case.

Osamu Dazai propped his chin, showing a knowing smile.

It's unconscious.