Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

"Hmph~" Glass put his arms on the table and said with a smile, "Qi is really useful——"

Su Ze closed his eyes and raised his eyebrows as a response.

It was getting dark, and it was almost impossible to see clearly in the pavilion. The only sound left in the mountains was the howling of wind and snow.

Gojo Satoru was lying on the stone table, not sleeping very soundly. He was pushing Geto Suguru's cheek and talking in his sleep.

Master Xia closed his eyes and frowned, avoiding the claws of the Gojo family head, and said drunkenly: "...Ze, I am very happy--"

Su Ze, who was also half drunk and half awake, closed his eyes, hummed, and stretched his neck slightly to adjust his posture.

Xia Youjie raised his glass upside down, as if he wanted to toast Su Ze with a glass of wine.

"I'm glad you pulled me out of the quagmire..."

Xia Yujie spoke very softly and slowly, and the alcohol seemed to make his brain less sharp. He closed his eyes and fumbled around on the table, probably trying to find a bottle of wine, but he lost his balance and fell under the table.

The empty bottles on the ground suddenly made a clanging sound and rolled everywhere.

"...Sorry~", first a hand came up from the edge of the table, then the bun on top of her head, and then the bangs, and she slowly supported herself and climbed onto the table.

He tilted half of his body, and his other hand seemed to be grabbing something, so he pulled it hard. Inertia made him lean to the side suddenly, and the head of the Gojo family who was sleeping next to him also shook violently.

"...I found the wine," Master Xia said drunkenly, his eyes narrowed into slits, "Ze, sometimes I still wonder - "If Su Ze hadn't noticed Xia Youjie's depression, if Gojo Satoru and Ieki Nozomi hadn't squeezed into that rental house together"... In that case, what would have happened to that idiot who asked for trouble?"

"...Are you asking me?" The redness on Su Ze's face became more obvious. He hesitated for a long time before responding.

Geto Xiayou nodded reluctantly.

However, Chairman Su, who had his eyes closed, did not see it. He waited for a long time but heard no response, so he casually swept across the table, grabbed a handful of things, then frowned slightly and said softly: "Xiaozi, why did you turn off the bedroom light--"

It seemed that because he was drunk, he seemed to have a little more grievance and tenderness.

"Glass~" Su Ze was still calling softly to the person beside him.

Glass raised her eyebrows, one high and one low. An Jing rested her chin on her hand and looked at him.

Then he blinked, revealed a meaningful smile, raised his lips slightly, and leaned down to whisper in Su Ze's ear: "...Ze."

Master Su, who was very drunk, shuddered suddenly and his shoulders shook unconsciously.

"No problem!" He still closed his eyes, but his expression suddenly became serious as he shouted, "I'll do as you say—"

Glass pulled his coat up for him with amusement.

"Oh... you said it, 'Just listen to me!'" Xia Youjie, who was sitting opposite him, raised his head and said in a vague tone, "Since you listen to me, let me toast to my best friend--"

Master Xia turned the wine glass upside down next to him with a snap, then raised the long object in his other hand and slowly tilted it towards the bottom of the glass.

As if he didn't hear the sound of the wine falling, he squinted his eyes and slapped the black, slender object in his hand.

"...There's no more wine." Master Xia felt a little regretful and tried to force himself to open his eyes.

Glass, who was still drinking, looked at the guy sitting opposite him with an expressionless face - he didn't know where he pulled out a leather shoe from, but used it as a wine bottle and kept pouring wine into the bottom of the upside-down cup on the table.

…Those are five pairs of shoes.

Xiaozi lowered her head and looked at the phone camera that had been recording for 44 seconds. She took an empty bottle and placed it against the phone, placing it on the side of the table to ensure that everyone could be perfectly in the shot.

"Don't drink!" Su Ze suddenly hesitated, and picked up a bottle of soda. "Drinking too much is bad for your health—"

Master Su, who is dedicated to self-cultivation, made this suggestion sincerely.

But his drunken appearance was really not convincing.

"You should drink some warm water..." He closed his eyes and slowly poured it into the other person's cup.

Glass reached out and gently held Su Ze's wrist to prevent him from falling down drunk.

A cup was filled with orange juice. Xia Yujie picked up the cup, tilted his head back and drank it down in one gulp, while frowning and swallowing with difficulty... as if he was pretending to drink.

Then he let out a long breath and slammed the wine glass on the table.

"Hmm..." Master Xia shook his head and raised an eyebrow, "Why is this boiled water... tasteless?"

He was extremely puzzled.

Glass chuckled.

"Sir, I see that your brows are furrowed and your eyes are dull. You seem to be in trouble..."

As soon as Master Xia calmed down, Su Ze on this side began to mutter in a daze.

He threw the thing in his hand onto the table, "Let me tell you a little fortune... Don't worry, I don't ask for money or anything, I just want to see if you have a connection with me—"

Su Ze waved his hand to dispel some of the other party's possible thoughts, then lowered his head and looked carefully at the divination utensils on the table, and slowly explained: "This divination algorithm has its own mysteries..."

Glass held her chin with her hand, raised the corner of her mouth, and looked at him quietly.

Master Xia moved a little closer and looked at his own "hexagram".

"Look at this hexagram, five yangs and one yin, Qian on top and Xun on the bottom... this is 'Tian Feng Gou'——"

Master Su's cheeks flushed as he spoke, "Gou means encounter - it means meeting unexpectedly, like meeting a friend in a foreign land."

"The so-called 'meeting a friend in a foreign land' means that a traveler has been stranded for a long time and has no relatives to turn to. He is very happy to meet a friend by chance. For those who get this hexagram, it is a sign of good fortune coming -"

Su Ze's drunken eyes seemed to brighten a little, and his expression was slightly excited: "This is good fortune, really a great fortune!"

A hint of joy appeared on his face, as if he was really pleased for this "predestined person". "Look, let me explain... 'Tian Feng Gou' means there is wind in the world, blowing all over the land, yin and yang meet, and all things flourish."

——Is this what happens when Ze gets drunk?

This must be the first time he got so drunk, right?

Glass looked at Su Ze with great interest, as he danced like a young boy.

Su Ze is very calm most of the time, and even when he is with the more lively Gojo Satoru, he is the one who can hold the "reins" the most.

Not to mention, he has been serving as the chairman of the Spell Committee, shouldering the responsibility of "leader".

Duty will not condone his playfulness.

But today was different. There was no "chairman" or "teacher" here, nor was there any shackle called "special grade". In this rarely visited wooden pavilion, there were only four old friends who had reunited after a long separation.

Xia Youjie stretched his head close to the table. Su Ze was carefully explaining the sequence of the hexagrams to him. Both of them looked serious and sincere.

On the tabletop they had gathered around, six deep-fried peanuts were scattered, with tiny grains of salt clinging to the peanuts.

Glass looked at the wine bottle in his arms, then looked at the two people in front of him who were using leather shoes as wine bottles, juice as water... and peanuts as divination coins.

Gojo Satoru was sleeping soundly beside him.

Glass lay on the table, looking carefully at Su Ze's drunken profile.

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Chapter 200, Wuhu~

Happy weekend everyone!