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

"Fruit beer should be fine."

——Su Ze was originally like this.

……

The small storm of accountability was dealt with lightly. After all, the singer was also entangled by him because she sprayed five drinks on her face, and she seemed to be overwhelmed for a while.

"Diva, hurry up and apologize to me!" Gojo Satoru kept chattering. His eyes seemed a little dazed, and even his body movements were wild and uncoordinated.

--broken.

He thought fruit beer was completely harmless and tasteless, melting in his mouth...

But no matter what, the dejected look that Gojo Gohan had before was gone without a trace.

"Hey... Hey! Gojo! You are such a loser!!" The singer An at the side laughed at his ugly appearance. She couldn't straighten her back with laughter. She simply put her face on the table and banged it hard.

"Haha~ Didn't you only drink fruit beer?! And you're still drunk... like this!!" She found it funny that Gojo Satoru had such a small alcohol tolerance.

But she probably didn't realize that a light blush had crept up on her fair face and was gradually turning into a rosy red.

——It’s even worse.

After all, I shouldn't have taken out the wine...

"Shut up! Uta-chan~ What do you know—" Gojo Satoru was actually unable to speak clearly, and he was unable to fight back. He propped up his chin with his arm, and tried to support his head to sit up straight, but judging from his shaky posture, it would take a few seconds for him to fall against the table again.

The drunk Gojo Satoru's personality is completely different from his usual personality, or is it because the alcohol paralyzed his brain and suppressed his unruly personality?

Or is it just as it is written in a certain book, either psychology or sociology, that when people are drunk, they will shed their carefully painted, layered shells and then reveal their truest selves without any disguise... ?

Su Ze couldn't quite figure it out, but that wasn't the point right now.

He shook his head, feeling that he had been thinking a lot tonight. Was it because he was too tired? Or was it because he was drunk?

Then he looked down at the jar in front of him and saw that there was about half of it left.

He also didn't expect Miss Mingming to buy dark beer - wasn't the alcohol content a bit high for them?

Then his eyes passed over the two people here and looked to the far left of the table - Geto Suguru also asked him for a can of beer.

Geto Suguru's drinking capacity is between Gojo Satoru and Nozomi.

——But this analogy doesn't seem to make sense, just as any non-zero natural number is between zero and infinity.

Xia Youjie seemed unusually quiet. He hadn't said much since he asked Su Ze for beer. He just gulped down his beer by himself. The dim light made it impossible to see his eyes clearly.

“Hey, hey!! I… this uncle! I… am the Gojo family’s only holder of six eyes in hundreds of years! The next head of the family!! An unparalleled genius—” Gojo Satoru, who was lying on the table, suddenly raised one arm and muttered with his eyes closed, “It’s absolutely not okay to defeat someone without using force—”

Su Ze understood now. He understood why he was so depressed before the meal.

He even felt an indescribable depression for a moment.

"After all... I am the strongest!"

Su Ze's expression changed slightly, and he wiped away the sympathy that had just arisen in his heart with a dark face - this stinky guy is not worth mentioning.

Xia Youjie held his forehead and said nothing, but judging from the fluctuation of his magic power and breathing frequency, he might have fallen asleep. Others might not know, but Su Ze knew the pressure he was under.

The art of spell manipulation is a slow-acting poison.

If you want to use it and improve it, you have to endure the backlash.

Mental stress is often the most invisible and the most deadly.

He was about to get up and start arranging the plates and jars, and was not in a hurry to put everyone back in their seats - after all, everyone seemed to be relatively peaceful.

"But Jie... and Ze, they are also the strongest! Losing to them, no... questions asked..." Gojo Satoru slammed the table, then closed his eyes and shook his head, saying in a very low voice.

Su Ze, who was about to get up, froze for a moment and pursed his lips.

"Yes!!!" A drunken voice suddenly sounded, startling Su Ze.

An Utahime suddenly shouted: "...You're right, Gojo!!"

Su Ze simply sat down again and listened to what she had to say.

"I can tell from the first glance that I'm a genius! Even if I can't be a sorcerer, I'll be able to master anything in the future easily—"

——It seems that she is also completely drunk.

Suze sighed softly.

The table was in a mess, and An Geisha was actually playing jazz music along the edge of the bowl with chopsticks - it seemed that she thought of herself as the ace drummer of some band.

The noises of clanging and banging came one after another.

——Her drunken posture was completely different from usual.

Should I say that my drinking habits are poor?

Su Ze also felt a little dizzy, and held his face to look at her drunken demeanor.

The scene in front of me gradually blurred, and the posture of Angeki shaking her head also gathered into a point.

Su Ze couldn't figure out any way to relieve Jie's pressure - just like he couldn't figure out how to let Wu let go of the illusory responsibilities on his shoulders.

"... Nai, isn't there a second round of exchange competition tomorrow?" Glass suddenly said softly, pulling his consciousness back.

Su Ze blinked and sobered up, looking at the three people in front of him and responded: "With their physical fitness, they will be sober by morning. At worst, they can use magic power to evaporate the alcohol in their blood." Su Ze added softly, "But in the final analysis, it was also my negligence... I didn't expect everyone to get drunk so easily."

"And me, I'm not drunk~" Glass continued softly.

Su Ze turned around and looked at her. Nitro had one hand on the beer can, supporting herself with her slender fingers, with a half-smile on her face.

Su Ze chuckled: "Your alcohol tolerance is indeed a bit surprising--" He stretched his legs a little, "You are worthy of being the first one to ask for a drink."

Suze half joked.

Glass seemed unhappy and took another big sip in dissatisfaction.

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You may think these chapters are a bit watery, but Haixing himself really likes this soft and hazy atmosphere. It feels a bit like a literary youth? (pointing fingers)

Regarding the drinking capacity of several people, I referred to the formula book given by iivv before. I'll put a picture in the comment section. Pictures speak louder than words.

Translated, it roughly means that Naoko and Nana Ming have the best alcohol tolerance, and are officially recognized as heavy drinkers who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

The Utahime and Mr. Naobi are not good at drinking... They tend to get drunk and act crazy (?)

Then there's Satoru's drinking capacity, the worst of the worst (Hey, Gojo, what's wrong with you?)

You love sweets but can't drink alcohol, what kind of oversized child are you?

One more thing, I wish [He Xiu Zou] a happy birthday~ (Applause) I hope you are happy every day~