Is Ms. Oda married today? [Comprehensive]

"can."

Aizawa didn't hesitate and said seriously.

Oda silently swirled the wine in the glass, without saying a word, and finished drinking it as if nothing had happened.

The other seven people also drank the wine in their cups and refilled them.

Xingsuke, who was sitting by the window and picking up curry rice, witnessed this scene, and whispered expressionlessly: "What's going on with this uncle, is this a drama about handing over my daughter to a worried brat? Hey uncle! Don't be arrogant, Yizhi doesn't have a father like you!"

Shinji stared at Fukuzawa Yukichi, and also commented in a very low voice.

"Seriously, that uncle with gray hair looks older than the store manager. It doesn't seem strange that we are called grandpa."

MC: "Are you judging age by hair color? Isn't Brother Dun also a grandfather?"

Kesi pondered: "That snow-haired brother Dun should be a more reliable adult than Yizhi?"

Saki Le burst into laughter, she turned her head to Atsushi Nakajima who was walking towards their table, and said, "Brother Atsu suddenly became an adult! That's great!"

Dun, who had just returned with the children's water glasses, heard their conversation and almost knocked over the plate with a slip of his hand.

"You, what are you talking about, why am I an adult, and quickly apologize to that lord... Mr., and why are you so venomous about Miss Oda!" He said in one breath After all the complaints were finished, the five children changed from whispering to whispering and exchanging information with each other under his efforts to stop them.

Atsushi Nakajima helplessly turned to Akutagawa who was sitting beside him expressionlessly.

"Ryunosuke, why don't you stop them."

Akutagawa glanced at him and saw the hard work and helplessness written on his face, then put down the spoon as if realizing his conscience and said symbolically: "Eat well, don't talk."

The five children all lowered their heads and ate quietly like chickens, as if they were not the ones who were whispering about the inhumane adults at the table just now, and they seemed to be better children than the other.

Dun: "..."

What kind of discrimination is this.

Why do Ryunosuke say that you are honest! ?

Although the children lowered their voices to discuss, which of the adults at that table was a fuel-efficient lamp, and all the adults with sharp eyes and ears listened to their conversations.

grandpa, grandpa...

The 41-year-old Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was in full bloom, trembled slightly when he toasted. He was still in his prime, and his name was Grandpa...

"Don't mind, Mr. Yukichi Fukuzawa." Noticing that he was under a mental shock, Mori Ogai put his chin on his face and smiled, "Don't worry, you are the only uncle over 40 years old here."

Fukuzawa Yukichi stared at him and said coldly.

"You're not much younger than me."

"Three-year-old generation gap, I am younger than you by almost two generation gap~" The implication is that he is still much younger than him.

The two leaders were dissatisfied with each other, and André Gide, the former leader of MIMIC next door to Fukuzawa Yukichi, always smiled gently, "Isn't red wine more mellow as it ages?"

Yoshino also nodded: "That's right, the older you get, the more flavorful you are, right, Yizhi?"

Oda, who was holding a spoon to eat curry, looked up: "?"

Then I thought for a while and said: "I seem to have heard that the longer the red wine is kept, the better the taste, and the longer the pines and cypresses live, the more vigorous they will be."

"For some things, there is a saying that the longer the better, the same is true for medicinal wine and ancient tombs, but the living people who live for a long time usually don't have such friendly treatment as items."

Mori Ogai's voice is gentle and soft, the corners of his raised lips are just right, and his smile is like the spring breeze in March, making you feel comfortable.

"We usually call people who have lived past their goddamn age and still have the cheek to make trouble."

AFO who was locked in a special prison and shot while lying down: ...

The two leaders tore each other openly and secretly, but they didn't take advantage of each other. While they were staring at each other, André Gide, who had been on standby, spoke when they started a new round of mutual tearing.

"Is it my turn next?"

Osamu Dazai cleverly raised his glass before others spoke: "Please."

The handsome silver-haired man smiled, the bright red liquid in the transparent glass was flowing in his hands, his silver-gray eyes were like silver stars flickering in the sky, staring at the woman who was shaking the vodka in the glass with her chin resting on her chin.

"Thank you for the previous matter, Ms. Oda, even though I have a thousand words in my heart, I can't express it. If I have to use shallow words to describe my feelings, I would like to say—" He glanced at the person sitting beside Kazue Oda. The black-haired man next to him continued, "I'm glad to meet you."

After finishing speaking, the other eight people raised their glasses and drank at the same time.

Aizawa thought while drinking, and summed up the words of the three members of the detective agency. The general meaning can be classified as: If you dare to treat Yizhi badly, we will throw you into the sea and line up to chase Yizhi.

It was a very mild threat.

I can also feel how popular his girlfriend is.

When Aizawa put down his glass and continued to pour the wine, he stared at the amber liquid gradually filling the glass, while seriously thinking whether he was drunk or not.

He feels that he should not be drunk, but anyone who is drunk will say that he is not drunk, so now a century-long problem is facing him.

How can he tell if he's drunk or not?

After thinking about it, it was the turn of Chuya Zhongyuan, one of the cadres of the port mafia, to speak.

When it was Chuya's turn, the young man with beautiful orange hair like the setting sun lay face down on the table, as if he had been persecuted by Osamu Dazai while drinking and had lost his right to speak.

"Oops, Zhongya is out~ Next, change the leader~"

Quietly stuffing a small bottle of wine into his pocket, Osamu Dazai announced the next spokesperson, with a smile on his delicate face that any woman would be soft-hearted when she saw it.

Oda Kazue stared at him for a while, seeming to vaguely see the sharp horns on top of his head and the slender pointed tail.

Mori Ogai, who was sitting next to him, glanced at the pocket of his windbreaker, and the translation of a string of foreign languages ​​on the inconspicuous vial lying at the bottom of his pocket was——

water of life.

It's still the Polish version, a terrible 96 degrees.

One sip of this strength can ascend to heaven, but the reason why Zhong didn't notice it is probably because Dazai Osamu added small amounts of it many times when he was slightly drunk.

Seeing through Dazai's small movements, Mori Ogai turned his head to look at his subordinate who collapsed on the table unconscious.

No wonder he had only drank less than half of Chuya's capacity, so he couldn't hold it anymore.

It seems to be skipping Zhongye.

"Who's out, who!?"

Mori Ogai ignored the orange-haired young man without any love from the leader, and was about to speak, when the drunk young man still wearing a hat seemed to have finally functioned normally, and suddenly pulled his face out of the table Sweeping around, the blue eyes covered with a layer of fog have no focus, and they are simply too drunk to distinguish people.

Even so, he glanced around, his gaze was still attracted by Oda Kazue like a magnet.

What he said perfectly matched Andre Gide's last word.

"What are you doing sitting so far away? I have clarified with my subordinates that we have nothing to do with each other." The orange-haired young man muttered dissatisfiedly, staring at her with foggy blue eyes, and at the same time he patted the empty seat on the right, which is The position on the side of the long table opposite her.

"Sit down, really, don't care what those guys do, if you still care about them, tell me."

Oda Kazue was sure he was drunk, and what he was doing now was unconscious.

When the eyes of the surroundings fell on her, she had a short thought in her brain.

Dealing with the drunk Zhong Yuanzhong means everything goes with him, otherwise he will do a series of things such as chant non-stop until he chanted her, or hang around her waist like a koala and so on.

So, go ahead.

Oda stood up with the plate and cup ready to go, the woman sitting next to Ango couldn't bear it anymore.

"Why can he sit next to you but I can't!" Yosano Akiko held the bottle of vodka and put it heavily on the table, her cheeks were flushed and said unconsciously, "Why don't you come here, or I'll go with you That!"

Oda pointed to the opposite side and said, "Then do you want to come and sit together?"

Xie Ye nodded decisively: "Yes!"

Aizawa watched his girlfriend leave helplessly, and then watched the two silver-haired men move towards Ango to make room for Yosano Akiko, and then watched helplessly with Yosano Akiko and Nakahara Nakaya. One hugged his neck like a koala, and the other fell asleep on her lap and wrapped her waist.

His girlfriend has always been indifferent to the world, and let the two of them hang on their bodies, eating curry and rice freely.

Aizawa: "..."

What happened, what happened, why didn't he stop it?

"Since Zhongye-kun can't drink anymore, let's forget it, and it's my turn next."

Mori Ogai, who also witnessed their actions, froze for a moment, then he calmly accepted Nakahara Chuya's words and turned to Aizawa on the left.

"Speaking of which, Yizhi and I have known each other for a long time. She has been with me since she was 16 years old and worked for me. As the saying goes, even raising a dog will have feelings for so many years, let alone Yizhi is alive. We are so close that we know how many people have been killed by one branch, how many scars she has on her body, what she is thinking in her heart, and what she will do, I can roughly guess."

"For example, why she is celibate, why she stayed in the port mafia, and why she left, I understand everything you don't understand."

Oda raised his eyes, and then continued to eat her curry rice.

Aizawa looked at him quietly as usual.

He knew Mori Ogai, a former field doctor, and later turned into an underground secret doctor, and later he became the leader of the port mafia.

Nezu once commented on Mori Ogai in this way.

[He is a lunatic who looks like a normal person, no matter what he does, it is not surprising. ]

"Of course, since I said roughly, it means that there will be times when I can't figure out what she is thinking." Mori Ogai paused, and then said, "Like you."

"So, when I knew you, I was very angry." He bluntly expressed his feelings towards Aizawa.

The man's expression was always smiling calmly as usual, but his eyes were dilated, and his pupils suddenly shrunk into bunches. He locked on Aizawa Shouta with cold eyes like a snake staring at the target.

"I really want to kill you, but thinking that Yizhi will be angry with me after I kill you, it's not worth the candle."

Mori Ogai stared at Aizawa with such a terrifying smile. There was no emotion in his crimson eyes. The murderous intent that had been hidden all this time surged out like a broken seal, and crushed Aizawa overwhelmingly. .

Aizawa didn't panic, just looked at him motionless.

He heard that Mori Ogai has been quite normal in recent years. Now, it seems that it is only because he is a superior and feels that if he keeps going crazy, his subordinates will be implicated, so he barely becomes a normal person.

But it only looks normal on the surface, in fact, he hasn't changed at all inside.

The atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out, and everyone in the room raised their guard. They all knew that this Hongmen Banquet was for Aizawa, but they also knew that they couldn't do anything to him.After all, after offending Oda Kazue, if Oda Kazue really wants to do something, she can suppress them all by herself.

So on the surface, none of them made a substantial threat to Aizawa.

But Mori Ogai is different.

As he said, he spent more time with Kazue Oda than any of them.

He also had more reasons to express anger than anyone else.

"so……"

Mori Ogai's smile deepened.

The author has something to say: Dr. Sen is the villain version of the old father-like care, full of Mafia style

[How dare you treat my precious daughter badly, I will kill you with one shot and then wait for my precious daughter to kill me with one shot. (bushi)]

Also, although this game is called [What We Can Talk], I don’t think it’s bad to call it [Our Fancy Confessions]

Sansan: Although I have been threatened by all parties, I now know how much fun it is to lie and win.

woc I saw Natsume-sensei’s character design in the animation today, to be honest, I had never seen Natsume-sensei’s coloring pictures when I read the manga before, and I didn’t search for Natsume-sensei’s coloring pictures, but I saw the animation character design today, I laughed so hard I almost threw my phone away.

Natsume-sensei's hair is like a three-flowered cat, hahahahaha

Looking at Natsume-sensei's thick three-color hair, I wonder if Natsume-sensei is actually a three-colored cat, but Natsume-sensei is the human form of a three-colored cat hahahaha