Hijikata and Harada are "social terrorists" who have no sense of shame.
Kondo, Nagakura, and Inoue are top social talents.
One can imagine what kind of banquet organized by this gang of people will be like...
The first half hour of the banquet was still a farewell party with a normal atmosphere.
Then, half an hour later... the painting style changed!
There is no one who is not good at drinking in the entire imperial examination hall.
Although Qingdeng was not greedy for drinking, he did not resist the feeling of "getting drunk after drinking yellow soup".
Even the taciturn Saito Ichi is a wine hero who can finish a pack of Japanese sake with an expressionless expression, which is about 20 degrees in modern alcoholic drinks.
In addition, the three brothers Kondo Isamu, Nagakura Shinpachi, and Harada Sanosuke not only love drinking but also love dancing.
Once these three men get drunk, they can't help but run to the center of the banquet hall and dance in front of everyone.
That dance they danced... let's put it this way - if we call what Kondo, Nagakura, and Harada danced a "dance", it would be an insult to all the dancers in the world.
The limbs seemed to have a consciousness of their own, moving as they pleased.
The rhythm of their movements was completely out of tune with the melody they hummed.
There is plenty of emotion, but no skills at all.
A good farewell party turned into a drinking party and a dance party without any warning, as a matter of course, smoothly and completely.
However, it is undeniable that Hijikata and Inoue's drinking activities, as well as the chaotic dance performed by Kondo and others, all made the atmosphere of the banquet very happy, lively, and full of fireworks.
Okita Hikaru, who was supposed to be the protagonist of this banquet, was completely ignored.
However, Okita Hikaru looked like he not only didn't care, but actually enjoyed it.
I saw Okita Hikaru, who had the aura of a "mature adult", sitting in a corner of the banquet hall with a posture that could be written into a textbook, while sipping Yaojiang and looking at the things laid out in front of him with a smile. Every scene, every scene.
The same is true for Qingden.
Like Okita Hikaru, he quietly watched everything in front of him. There was a slight smile on the slightly raised corner of the mouth.
Everyone in the trial hall was noisy and noisy...but he didn't hate this situation.
Rather, this situation gave him a strange sense of peace of mind.
I have had similar feelings before, but never as intense and intense as this moment.
Is it because there hasn’t been a party for so long?
Is it because you just returned from a battlefield full of mud, blood and killing?
More than ten days ago, he was fighting to the death with the vicious mountain bandits in Kai, the "mountain country". In less than twenty days, he was in a lively banquet, having a big meal with his brothers who were as close as brothers. Drinking - this rapid change in the surrounding environment does give people a dreamy feeling of wondering whether they are meeting Duke Zhou.
Is this dreamy feeling related to the sense of security that now fills Qingto's body?
Qingden couldn't figure it out...and had no time to figure it out.
Because this question was swallowed up by the hearty laughter that intervened in his thoughts.
"Ji Jun! Why are you sitting here drinking alone? Come over and box with me! Whoever loses gets a drink!"
Qingden looked up and saw beautiful eyes very close to him, staring straight at him.
Eyes covered with a hazy color due to drunkenness.
Eyes that shine like the spring sun with laughter.
Qingden looked into such a pair of eyes and smiled unconsciously - the same smile as the beauty in front of him.
"Okita-kun, are you drinking a little too much?"
"No, no, no~"
The Souji happily hugged the bottle of wine in his arms, and the corners of his beautiful, graceful mouth extended a little toward his ears. More and more bright smiles filled his pretty, slightly red face.
"My drinking capacity has improved a lot recently! Just one or two bottles of sake can't stop me!"
Souji is a girl as cheerful as the sun.
After drinking some wine, under the stimulation of alcohol, I became more lively and playful.
At this time, Okita Hikaru, who was not far away, interrupted with a slight frown:
"Soji, please be careful. Don't get drunk again."
"I know~I know~"
The Souji said with a smile.
"I will pay attention! Come on! Mr. Orange! Let's go boxing together! I will kill you until you leave no trace behind~~"
"Ha, you really dare to say that!"
Amused, Qingden picked up the bottle beside his legs and stood up.
"Then come! Let's see who will be killed without leaving any trace behind!"
I haven't had a good moment to relax for a long time.
Looking back on the past two months - the elimination of the remnants of the anti-barbarian group, the expedition against Kai's bandits... incidents that could lead to death if not careful happened one after another.
Now that he has become a general who has become a thief, facing busyness, blood and fire, and dangers that ordinary people cannot encounter will become a matter of course in his daily life.
If it doesn't work well, a new case file will be submitted to Qingdeng early tomorrow morning.
It wouldn't be a bad idea to take advantage of this rare quiet time to have a good time with your friends.
If the theme of the banquet deviates, just deviate! Anyway, no one should care about this kind of thing.
With the mentality of "relaxing well" and deciding to devote himself wholeheartedly to the joyful banquet, Qingdeng and the director came to a corner of the banquet hall where no one would be disturbed.
Boxing, drinking.
…
After seven rounds of punching, Souji suffered a total loss. After drinking the seventh glass of wine, he collapsed on the ground like a pile of mud.
When she was about to get drunk, she muttered something:
"Huh? Why is this radish so unpalatable? Not only is it tasteless, but it's also hard to chew..."
Aomori gently smoothed Souji's ponytail with gentle movements like stroking dog hair:
"Since it doesn't taste good, just relax your mouth quickly, okay? My legs really hurt..."
…
…
After three rounds of wine, the five flavors of food are gone.
Exhausted from the fuss, Kondo and the others fell to the ground in a mess.
Qingdeng, who had always adhered to the principle of "never get drunk", stopped raising the glass in time when his consciousness began to drift.
Therefore, he became one of the few 6 people who are still sane.
The other five people who were also not drunk were Saitoichi, Okita Hikaru, Abi, Matsui Tsune and Kyubei.
"Really..." Abi held his forehead and sighed, "There are only a few of us left who can still move. After every banquet, we have to help these drunkards clean up the mess. It's really annoying..."
People like Qingnobo and Saito who have never been drunk have accumulated a wealth of experience in how to transport drunken people.
After a lot of fuss, Kondo and others were dragged back to the room one by one, and the banquet hall with messy cups and plates finally regained its initial stability.
Aoto dragged Harada back to "between the diners" and then got up and returned to the banquet hall. He found that almost everyone who should have gone back to their rooms had gone back to their rooms.
At this moment, the only people left in the banquet hall who had not been dragged away... were a little drunkard disguised as a man...
"Okita-kun..."
Qingdeng said "Oh" with a complicated expression.
As expected, Souji drank too much again.
This is Souji's old problem... As long as he doesn't touch alcohol, if he touches alcohol, he must drink until he is unconscious.
After Souji lost all his punches and drank seven glasses of wine in a row, he was so drunk that he hugged Aomori's thigh and used it as a carrot to chew on. Souji was afraid that the unconscious Souji would do something stupid again, such as using someone's body parts as food. Qingden was so satisfied that he quickly handed the little drunkard over to Okita Hikaru.
Seeing Souji's unseemly appearance, Okita Hikaru, while expressing his annoyance, sternly stated that he would be under strict supervision and would never let Souji touch a drop of alcohol again tonight.
But who would have known that this girl from Souji is really very skilled.
She regained consciousness at some point and secretly took away two bottles of sake while Mitsumasa Okita was concentrating on enjoying Harada Sanosuke's "Hands Don't Follow the Direction of the Head" dance.
By the time Okita Hikaru found out, the two bottles of wine were empty.
At this time, Souji was completely drunk, "burping" and "burping" with cute wine burps.
At this moment, Qingden put his hands on his hips and looked at the director not far away with a dumbfounded expression.
After the fireworks display, Qingden felt deeply regretful that there were no smartphones and portable cameras in this era for the first time in a long time.
He really wanted to record Souji's current appearance completely, and show it to her when Souji wakes up in the future, so that she can experience what it's like to have "black history controlled by others" a feeling of.
"Uh-huh... Sniff, sniff! Sniff, sniff!"
At this moment, I saw Souji lying on all fours, strolling around the banquet hall, repeatedly twitching his lovely Yao nose, just like a simple and honest Shiba Inu - and the one wagging his tail crazily.
"Um……?"
Suddenly, she suddenly stopped with a "hmm" sound, the frequency of her nose wagging suddenly increased, and a dull hair on her hair stood up slightly as if she sensed something.
The next moment, she hurriedly ran towards...corrected, crawled towards Qingdeng on both hands and feet. With a gentle movement like holding a feather, he picked up the unopened bottle of sake at Qingto's feet.
"Hey hehe~"
While showing a happy giggle, Souji repeatedly rubbed the body of the wine bottle with his delicate side face covered with reddish color, and narrowed his eyes into narrow slits.
"I found you~~hiccup~"
As he spoke, he lifted the catkin swayingly and prepared to unscrew the mouth of the wine bottle.
At this moment, a big hand suddenly stretched out from his side and snatched the wine bottle from his palm.
"Okita-kun! You can't drink anymore!"
"Ah~Tachibana-kun~Give me back~Give me back~~"
Souji, who was so drunk that he couldn't even speak clearly and his tone became soft, raised his arms and tried to snatch the bottle from Aomori's hand.
Qingdeng sighed helplessly, then stood up and stretched his arms to raise the bottle above his head.
In an instant, an insurmountable mountain stood in front of the General Secretary.
Souji, this "dwarf dog", wants to snatch something from Qingden's hand... He is somewhat humiliating himself.
"Ahh~ give me back~ give me back~~"
Not to mention how Souji struggled to stand up on tiptoes as tender as green onion; not to mention how Souji stretched his arms to the limit; not to mention how Souji jumped like a rabbit, in the face of the absolute height difference, it was all useless and useless .
Qingteng handed the bottle to his left hand, and the Souji jumped up to Qingteng's left side.
Qingteng handed the bottle to his right hand, and the Souji jumped up to Qingteng's right side.
After wandering back and forth around the General Directorate for several times, Qingteng patiently advised:
"Okita-kun, stop drinking. Look how drunk you are now. Just calm down."
Qingdeng's words were sincere and sincere.
"Uh-huh~~"
Souji held the front of Qingtou's shirt with one hand, and used the other hand to reach up to the limit with his toes, which were slightly white at the joints. He tried desperately to reach the bottle, but Qingtou raised it to the ceiling. The wine bottle was flush - it was obvious that she didn't listen to Qingdeng's words at all.
Souji, who leans most of his body against Ayoto like a sloth, has his small round face that can be broken by blows and is very close to the tip of Ayoto's nose, more than five centimeters away and closer than three centimeters. It can be said that they are very close. Eyelashes are not an exaggeration either. Without much concentration, he could easily count the slender eyelashes of Souji one by one.
You can clearly feel Souji's breath, the warm breath full of alcohol smell, spraying continuously on Qingnobo's face. Although the alcohol content is staggeringly high, Qingnobo miraculously does not feel bad.
Qingto's eyes only met Souji's eyes for a moment, and then he quickly looked away abruptly, not daring to look at Souji again.
Qingden likes the white and rosy color very much, and Souji... her current face happens to be this color.
Souji was not the type who would turn as red as a monkey's butt whenever he got drunk.
No matter how drunk he is, Souji's face will only be covered with a rose-red sunset glow.
This "sunset glow" cooperates with the original white and tender skin of the general secretary, and together they create a gorgeous scenery that, although it cannot be said to be peerless, is enough to make Qing Teng's heart wander.
At the same time, Souji's current appearance of being unable to speak clearly gives people the feeling of a "sickly beautiful woman", which is endearing.
The protective desire to keep Souji in his arms rose like a gush of water from a spring.
Qingden felt that his heartbeat was beating very fast...
Every time Souji's breath hit his face, he could clearly feel the "pop" sound in his chest getting slightly heavier.
"Okita-kun..."
Qingden took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and tried to make a last-ditch effort to dissuade Souji from drinking.
However…….
It's too late, but it's soon.
Changes abound.
"Ah...~~"
Souji suddenly let out a small scream.
Immediately afterwards, a gust of fragrant wind accompanied by intoxication hit Qingden directly.
Qingdeng, who had not expected this turn of events, couldn't help but scream, his hands subconsciously stretched out, tightly hugging the object that suddenly crashed into his arms, and then fell to the ground with his face facing the sky.
The vision is spinning.
The ceiling appears in the front line of sight.
Also appearing in front of her eyes... was a slender ponytail that was full of luster and felt as smooth as the highest-grade silk in the world.
"O-Okita-kun?"
Instantly, a look of shock filled every corner of Qingdeng's face.
He stared dumbfounded at Souji, who had just bumped into him, was now tightly held in his arms, and was now letting out intermittently "Uh-huh...~" in pain.
Just now, Souji kept standing on tiptoe in order to snatch the bottle from Qingnobo's hand.
The entire weight of the body is supported by a few tiny toes.
In normal times, let alone just tiptoeing, even if Souji is asked to stand on his head and only use his fingers to support the ground, doing a "reverse tiptoe", Souji's body will still be stable.
But the problem is... Souji is in a trance right now.
On all fours, he learned to crawl like a Shiba Inu... He was so delirious that it was obviously impossible for him to be able to stand normally again.
With such a physical and mental state, it is difficult to maintain the center of gravity in such a posture... it will only be a matter of time before he falls.
Sure enough - Souji, who was in a hurry to get the drink back, accidentally lost his balance at that moment, fell forward unsteadily, and collided with Qingteng.
Just like that, Aoto and Souji both fell onto the tatami.
Souji was not injured because Aomori was there as a cushion.
Qingto, who was lying on his back, felt that his back was in severe pain, but fortunately the ground under his feet was soft tatami, not a hard brick road, and there were no wine bottles, tables, or anything else that would hurt him. It was someone's thing, so Qingdeng wasn't hurt at all.
The Souji, who had lost his basic ability to judge, had no idea what the current situation was like.
She raised her head, looked around blankly...and then buried her head again.
I don't know if it was because she felt so comfortable lying in Qingdeng's arms. She narrowed her eyes and, like a tired puppy, she curled up and took a nap on Qingdeng's broad chest.
Qingdeng was left alone there, feeling embarrassed and embarrassed.
The two people lying on the ground hugging each other looked like the most intimate couple in the world.
The distance between the two was so close that their breaths almost collided with each other.
Each other's body temperature is transmitted through each other's clothes.
The Souji's warm breath was so warm that sweat broke out on Qingteng's forehead.
Souji's powerful heartbeat continued to sway Aomori's eardrums.
The emotion called "reason" slowly takes over the dominance of the brain and body.
——Fortunately, there is no one here now!
Qingden sighed with relief in his heart.
Fortunately no one was around.
Otherwise...it might make people wonder if he has any special hobbies.
Taking advantage of the boss when he is drunk and unable to move...
Qingdengang was grateful for his good luck——
Snap, snap, snap...
From the direction of the corridor, footsteps that I have heard many times in the past three months suddenly came.
Wow - the paper sliding door of the living room was opened.
In an instant, Qingden felt that his neck had become extremely stiff.
He turned around mechanically.
At the door of the room, Okita Hikaru looked down at him who was close to Souji with an expressionless face.
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The author went to the Civil Affairs Bureau yesterday!
But it was not the author who got married, but his brother who got married, and the whole family went to witness this historic scene.
Because it was a special day, in order to celebrate, the whole family had a lively meal and movies outside, and didn’t go home until 23:00. The author worked hard until 2 or 3 in the morning, and finally completed 5,000 words. (Leopard head crying.jpg)
Although the word count is a bit short, considering that yesterday was the author’s family’s big day, I’ll forgive Leopard!
(End of chapter)
