Bengtie: The daily life of a retired star god

"Oh? It seems that this impolite sea ranger is quite interested in my food..."

Hannibal, who was watching the live broadcast with Aha and Tom, looked at Potio who suddenly broke into the store as if he knew that this guy would definitely break in, and there was no fluctuation in his expression.

"My dear...it seems that Mr. Hannibal has already discovered my little actions..."

After Portio finished speaking, he looked at the wine cabinet and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Oh my god, Asgard White Oak? I didn't expect Mr. Hannibal to have such a precious bottle of wine... I wonder if I could be so shameless as to ask Mr. Hannibal to open a bottle and have a drink with me?"

Hannibal nodded.

"Of course it's no problem. However, I only have this one bottle of Asgard White Oak left. And it just so happens that this friend here opened a bottle a while ago. I just happen to have half a bottle left. I wonder if this gentleman would mind?"

Potiou narrowed his eyes after looking at Aha.

"A strong man... no wonder. It seems that the reason I can drink this wine is because of this gentleman's help."

"Where, where..."

Ah Ha smiled and took out the half bottle of Hasdala Blue Sky that he had secretly hidden before.

"I still have a small part of Mr. Hannibal's wine collection. Sir, I feel that you and I are quite compatible. I wonder if you are interested in tasting this Hasdara Blue Sky? Otherwise, how about mixing the Hasdara Blue Sky and the Asgard White Oak together to make a cocktail?"

"Oh my god... I wish my synesthesia beacon could be fixed. It's so annoying. I can't even speak my synesthesia language... What synesthesia language is this..."

Portio just felt speechless.

"Ahahaha... Interesting, interesting. A purely mechanical cyborg? The transformation is quite thorough... Did he suffer a serious injury in the past, so he had to replace all the accessories on his body with mechanical ones?"

After observing carefully for a while, Ah Ha started laughing.

"Since you made Aha feel happy, then Aha should reward you for giving Aha happiness..."

As Aha said this, he reached out and touched Potio's neck.

When Potio saw Haha's actions, he wanted to stop him, but his body couldn't move involuntarily.

"What's this Timmy situation?"

After Poteo finished speaking, he was stunned.

"No, what is that thing my neighbor is talking about? Why is it so weird..."

"Huh? Logically speaking, since I repaired this guy's synesthesia beacon, he should be able to swear now? Why is he still swearing so strangely?"

"Of course, it's because we can't use swear words in this book. So, even though Botio's synesthesia beacon has been repaired, I, the author of this book, have given him a small privilege and changed it to a homophonic word..."

At this moment, the author of the book, Meteor, who is suave, handsome, and loved by everyone, and who attracts flowers when he sees them, cars when he drives them, and fans when he opens them, suddenly appears in Hannibal's restaurant.

He picked up the bottle opener and opened a bottle of Asdara Blue Sky that he had copied using his author's ability.

"Asdala Blue Sky tastes pretty good. I think I can bring a few bottles of this stuff back to reality..."

Meteor said after tasting a bottle of Asdala Blue Sky.

"MD! Why am I still coming here and saying these weird things to him?!"

Portio felt speechless.

"Oh, don't worry about so many details. Come on, drink a bottle of Asdala Blue Sky. It always makes you feel free..."

The meteor landed in a large beer mug of Astara Blue Sky and placed it next to Potio's hand.

"Ha ha……"

With a grim look on his face, Portio picked up the big beer glass and drank more than half of the Astara Blue Sky in just a few gulps.

"He's here... His speech feels so weird... When the synesthesia beacon broke down before, he kept saying things like darling and I love you so much, which were even weirder..."

After saying this, Portio took off his cowboy hat, put it aside, and drank the rest of the Asdala Blue Sky in just a few gulps.

"Yawn...Speaking of which, why hasn't that fellow named Robin come over yet?"

As soon as Portio finished speaking, the door of the restaurant behind him was pushed open.

"Um... Mr. Portio, I'm here, but it seems like it's not the right time..."

The robin watched for just a moment, and Portio had already picked up the wine glass and was ready to drink. He felt speechless.

“Ahhh…his leg…ah…never mind, why don’t you just destroy my synesthesia beacon…”

After Potio finished speaking, Aha was quick to tap Potio's neck.

"Damn it, it felt better to talk when this thing was broken than after it was fixed..."

Botteo's language system became like this again, and he felt relieved afterwards.

Well, after the synesthesia beacon was repaired, he himself felt that the things he said were strange.

"Speaking of which, where's that precious fellow?"

Portio looked towards the place where Meteor had just been, but he didn't see anyone...

"That person just left. He is very powerful. You can't stop him..."

Aha said beside him.

"Ah, that's about right... But why did a sea ranger like you come here? This doesn't seem like the place you should be..."

Tom asked as he watched Portio from the side.

"Who is your precious one? A cat? It seems quite novel..."

Botio just felt that Tom was very interesting...

"Me? I'm just an ordinary cat..."

Tom shrugged and looked at the robin.

"My beautiful lady, may I have the honor of inviting you to dinner today?"

"Ahahaha, what are you going to treat this lady to? Fish? Or rare beef?"

Hannibal shook his head.

"Mr. Aha, theoretically, beef that is 0.1% mature does not exist..."

This is basically letting the cows bask in the sun for a while and then chasing them to eat...

Emmm...how to say it?

In this case, maybe the person will die first?

After all, cows will also resist...

"Oh, Mr. Hannibal, don't worry about so many details. If I say there is, then there will be..."