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It may be unbelievable to say, but Yukimi Miie has never drank alcohol.

Even if it was an alcoholic drink, she never took a sip.

"Wine—it's a kind of bitter and spicy water." Edogawa Ranpo in his memory taught Zhizhi with his hands on his hips, "If you want to steal the president's sake, I'll drink a whole glass of Golego by myself !"

How can the bitter, bitter and spicy wine compare with the cocoa-flavored Gaole Gao?Zhi Zhi instantly abandoned Fukuzawa Yukichi's collection, holding a cat mug and fighting with Edogawa Ranpo, sucking in the beloved little sweet water.

She drank all the varieties of Yokohama milk tea, and never drank any alcoholic beverages. This is a field that Zhizhi has never set foot in.

Knowing oneself and knowing the enemy is invincible, before deciding to get Wujou drunk, Zhizhi has to try the power of alcohol for himself.

This is the strongest alcohol to deal with!Never be sloppy!

Xuejian Weizhi held the wine bottle in his hand, and carefully poured himself a small amount of wine from the bottom of the glass.

It looks no different from plain water.Zhi Zhi stared at the liquid that barely covered the bottom of the cup, hesitantly leaned forward and sniffed it.

...It's also strangely fragrant, and it smells a little delicious.

"I'll just take a sip." Xuejian Weizhi comforted herself, "No matter how much alcohol you eat, you won't drink it in one gulp."

The little girl who was full of arrogance raised her glass from the air, and raised her head chicly.

"Oh, Zhizhi fell into the hunting range with Dr. Xie Ye." Across a sofa, Dazai Osamu looked over from a distance, and happened to see the scene where the drunk female doctor and the protagonist of the birthday party were shoulder to shoulder.

The smell of alcohol in that area was too strong, Gojo Satoru stopped there, turned around after hearing Dazai Osamu's words, and met the eyes of the black-haired young man standing by the window.

Osamu Dazai held a champagne glass and toasted Gojo Satoru from afar. Gojo Satoru glanced sideways at Yosano Akiko, who had gone crazy, and wisely decided to go to his traitor later to settle accounts.

"Don't you drink?" Dazai Osamu took a sip of champagne, his light-colored iris eyes were hidden behind the light golden glass, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Forget it." Wujo Wu can drink, which is almost the capacity of a glass. He can fully imagine what kind of human tragedy he will encounter after being drunk in the detective agency - look at the scattered murderous aura, even the strongest magician Also avoid the edge of the mother's family.

"The chocolate castle is very beautiful." Osamu Dazai changed the subject, and he said with a smile as usual, "Three years have passed. If it wasn't for Gojo-kun, I would never have thought that Zhizhi would work so hard in the magic school. Do you abuse child labor in the name of education, you are very brave."

Osamu Dazai himself jumped from Mafia, a port where child labor was abused, and he has a very right to speak.

"It's not considered abuse." Who is Gojo Satoru?He is the number one outstanding young teacher of the High School of Conjuration, how could he be blocked by the little embarrassment of his parents?

"After all, Zhizhi is a super-level conjurer, and there are many commissions to name her. Even if you look at the entire conjuration world as an outstanding talent, she might surpass me soon. As a teacher, I am very relieved. "

Wujo Wupi fought with Osamu Dazai with a non-smiling smile.

The man's intuition told him that perhaps the most hostile of all Detectives to Gojo Satoru is Edogawa Ranpo, who considers himself his brother, but Dazai Osamu must have the worst attitude and the most vigilant.

He smelled something of the same kind.

Gojo Satoru knew that Xuejian Miie had a lot of suitors, both male and female, and the quantity and quality were enough to support a talent show 101.

This is perfectly normal.Not to mention the Mu Qiang's instinct, which is too good to make people look stunning at a glance and the powerful power that makes people tremble more and more as they get to know her, her own character alone is enough to attract people like moths to a flame.

When I first saw her, she was a cute, headless sand sculpture girl with chum [-] disease. No matter how gloomy and silent people were, she could unconsciously be amused by her.In-depth understanding and glimpses of her clean and thorough heart and free and easy nature, ordinary people live in the center of cages and shackles, but she is like a ray of smoke and wind.

When you are fascinated and fascinated, when you unconsciously walk step by step into the deep pool named her, the astonishing indifference and alienation will make you feel pain and hate.Can't get it, can't catch it, chasing the bright moon in the water in vain, pain and love are intertwined like thorns twisting around the heart, just like hell prisoners catching colorful spider threads falling from the sky, turning upside down between hope and despair.

Xuejian Weizhi has a lot of suitors, two-thirds of them are secret lovers, and the remaining one-third has no other after being rejected for the first time.

Not everyone can willingly accept that they are nothing special in the heart of their sweetheart, and not everyone can wear thick armor to resist indifferent rejection.

The first step to loving her is to experience pain, and a heartless girl can't even feel your pain at all-because she doesn't care.

It is not enough to have enough confidence in yourself, you have to be extremely sure that you are different, and believe frankly and stubbornly that you can catch the wind of freedom.

If you are afraid, you will never take the first step.

Cowards are even afraid of being happy if they touch cotton and they will be hurt. (Note 1)

How dare he let his heart be pierced by thorns, but he may not get the answer he wants?

Gojo Satoru pulled out a pea-eyed Zhizhi chocolate man from the chocolate castle, randomly threw it into the mouth and chewed it a few times.

"I don't believe in the principle of first come, first served." The white-haired young cat licked his fingers, and said casually, "You can just say it outright, and I'll make room for you?"

Gojo Satoru's words were sudden and abrupt, his attention was all on how to steal more Zhizhi Chocolate Man, leaving Dazai Osamu with a sharp profile.

The arrogance and arrogance unique to "Five Enlightenments" are fully revealed.

He disdains the tricks of villains who work in secret, and never takes competitors into his eyes.

Osamu Dazai's hand holding the wine glass froze in mid-air for a long time.

There was almost boiling turmoil in his gloomy eyes, but finally returned to calm.

"No." The young man with kite eyes drooped his eyes and said calmly, "It's fine now."

Staying in the "best friend" is the most comfortable position. She will neither forget him casually, nor focus on him with the indifference deep in her soul. It is the most natural and relaxed node to get along with.

Even if you are not reconciled...you can't go any further.

That being the case, why leave the talk to outsiders?Osamu Dazai cleaned up his state in a blink of an eye, and absorbed the leaked emotions into his body. He drank a sip of wine with a smile, and became the Mr. Dazai of the detective agency who made people love and hate everything under control.

Don't forget, he is a serious "mother's family".

Ranpo-sang deliberately held eighteen important strategic meetings to defend the detective agency Xiaobaicai. How could Xiaotu Zaizhi, who is also a member of the detective agency, stand by and watch!

"Gojo-kun." Dazai Osamu said slowly, "Thank you very much for coming to our family's coming-of-age ceremony in your busy schedule. Unfortunately, there is no vacancy in the staff dormitory of the detective agency. After the banquet, I will call you a car Are you going back to Tokyo?"

He did it on purpose.

There is a difference between closeness and closeness, so I don't believe that Gojo Gojo can abduct people to Tokyo under the eyes of everyone in the society, including Zhizhi's most beloved Fukuzawa Yukichi!

Act first, the life motto of perverted young-female control occasionally makes sense.Osamu Dazai looked around, looking for Fukuzawa Yukichi's majestic figure.

He didn't find Fukuzawa Yukichi who was used by Edogawa Ranpo as a shield to avoid drinking with Yosano Akiko in the office, but unexpectedly saw a familiar and rare figure.

Haruno Qiluozi - the cat of the house.

In other words, the man standing behind Yokohama, the founder of the Three Quarters Concept, and the supernatural being called a mentor by Fukuzawa Yukichi and Mori Ogai at the same time-Natsume Soseki.

As always, Natsume Soseki did not show his original shape, maintaining the shape of an ultra-rare and super-lucky male three-flowered cat and a small kitten.

What's wrong with the kitten?The kitty just came to join in the fun and eat and drink.

Cats are good at hiding in dark corners. Dazai Osamu should not have seen Natsume Soseki at a glance, but he was too conspicuous.

"Be the king! Simba!" Xuejian Weizhi held up the little Mi in his hand, with a solemn and sacred face, "Salute the birth of the king—biubiubiu——"

"Meow! Meow!" Let go of the old man!

Natsume Soseki was dying in Zhizhi's hands, the fur on his tail exploded, but he couldn't escape Zhizhi's ruthless iron hand.

Xuejian Weizhi is obsessed with letting Xiaomi become king, her raised hand shows no sign of soreness, and her life is longer than the Statue of Liberty holding the torch.

"What's wrong with Zhizhi?" Gojo Satoru stopped stealing his hands, and he glanced at Yukimi Miie with a flushed face and a silly face, and an ominous premonition formed in his heart.

"How much did she drink?"

"Probably, there is as much low-alcohol white wine as the bottom of a glass." Atsushi Nakajima, who was watching secretly, gestured with his finger and said hesitantly, "Maybe there are as many as ten milliliters."

Ten milliliters, low concentration, pour in one gulp.

Gojo Satoru: Is there anyone in the world who drinks better than me?

Who would have thought that Zhizhi, who was so confident that he wanted to get Wujou drunk, would be cut off at the first step.

She just got a little more curious, and took a sip of the wine.The wine had just touched her tongue and she didn't even taste it. She went out of her body directly. There were colorful flowers blooming in front of her eyes, and the theme of "The Lion King" rose like the sun.

ah!Simba!Zhizhi came here to assist Simba ascend the throne!

What is Gojo Satoru?What is Gojo Satoru?She only has Simba and the throne in her eyes!

"Teacher Wutiao, Zhijun!" Xue Jian Weizhi enthusiastically pulled out Xiao Mi's belly, and even showed the two cat bells clearly for them to see, "Look! It's a living Simba!"

Natsume Soseki: Shameless!How decent!Let go of the old man!

"Pfft ha ha ha ha." Dazai Osamu couldn't control his desire to laugh wildly, he lay down on the table laughing like a fool, and took out his phone to take a picture with trembling fingers against Natsume Soseki's "you're gone" eyes.

"Erema," Osamu Dazai laughed enough, his voice was still trembling, he waved to Mie Yukini who was obsessed with "helping the little prince who lost the people ascend the throne" who was a loyal subject, "put the cat down, come here here."

Zhizhi stood there dully and thought for a while, then slowly walked towards Osamu Dazai with the cat in his arms.

She walked with her head down, and as she walked, a long leg thrusting across blocked Zhizhi's way.

"Huh?" The confused girl raised her moist eyes, and her eyes of different colors, which were glistening because of drunkenness, fell into the abyss like a devil bewitching people.

Facing the pupil of the devil is a pair of deep blue eyes.

"Zhizhi." The white-haired man lowered his voice, it was low and hoarse, it was the voice that brushed past her ear countless times.

"come to me."