A foreigner's journey

The saying that people should not be judged by their appearance refers to people like Makima.

At first, Himeno and Akira Hayakawa wanted to get some information about the Gun Demon Meat Piece from Makima, because they obviously felt that the number of demons possessing the Gun Demon Meat Piece had increased recently.

Both of them joined the police demon hunters because they wanted revenge because the Demon of the Gun killed their loved ones thirteen years ago. Naturally, they wanted to know all the news about the Demon of the Gun.

Only high-level police demon hunters such as Su Zhan or Makima, who are directly under the cabinet government, are qualified to know this kind of highly confidential information, so they want to get some information by getting Makima drunk.

In response, Makima just casually held a large beer mug in front of her: "Want to know? I'll tell you after you drink it."

This was exactly what Hayakawa Qiu wanted. The corners of his mouth curled up: "Waiter, please give me two draft beers."

"I'll add two more punches here!" Ji Ye was not to be outdone.

On the other side, Denji and Pava completely let go, grabbing the plates of Tang Yang chicken nuggets and Yakitori skewers respectively, and declared their sovereignty.

Others were casually drinking wine or drinks and chatting comfortably.

Mari Hojo raised a glass of taro soju and took a sip with a smile: "Speaking of which, little Pava is so powerful. There are very few demons who can restrain the urge to kill."

"My IQ is very high!" When Pava heard someone praising him, his drunken face became even more stunned.

Beicheng Mari was stunned: "Is this kind of thing determined by IQ? What is little Pava's IQ?"

"...100?" Pava hesitated.

"Is 100 very high? I am also around 100." Beicheng became even more confused.

"Then 120." Pava immediately revised it.

Beicheng looked at Mr. Fu: "Mr. Fu is indeed very tall."

"It's 134." Mr. Fu showed a smile on his face.

"I even remembered it specifically. What a stinker."

"..." Mr. Fu's face darkened, and he immediately didn't want to pay attention to these drunken women.

"I remembered it wrong, it was probably 500! Oh, no, 1,000...?"

After three rounds of drinking, Makima had seven or eight empty draft beer glasses in front of her, and there wasn't even a trace of blush or abnormal paleness on her face. On the other hand, Hayakawa Qiu was completely drunk and was lying on the table mumbling drunken words. The drunken Jiye became more and more wavy and started dancing.

The strong men Gao Shan and Mr. Fu frowned upon seeing this, thinking that something bad was going to happen.

"Denji-kun~~"

"What's up?"

Denji was competing with Pava for the tuna sashimi platter when he heard Himeno's sweet voice in his ears and turned his head subconsciously.

Then, he felt his face being held by Ji Ye, and his lips touched the soft part.

"Ah?" Makima put down her wine glass and looked at the scene of the two kissing with an unpredictable expression.

Denji's mood couldn't be described with a simple 'Ahhh'.

It should be - yahoo~~~~~~~~~! ! ! ! !

Hit, hit, hit, hit, hit! ! !

Denci's mood was like a roller coaster that couldn't get off. The Pochta in his chest, which replaced his heart, was beating wildly.

So cool! Still a beauty like Miss Himeno!

Could it be that Miss Himeno fell in love with me at first sight? Although I prefer a beauty like Miss Makima, Miss Himeno is not bad either.

Whose surname should the child with Miss Himeno take in the future? Does this count as my step-in-law?

Pochita, happiness comes so quickly! Did you see it? It doesn’t matter if you haven’t seen it, I’ll play it on a loop for you every day from now on!

Wait a minute, wait a minute, this feeling! ?

Great!

Why does it melt in your mouth! ? No, that's not right!

vomit--! ! !

The man with glasses, Madoka Yamazaki, was so frightened that he threw the menu away: "No! Himeno vomited in Denji's mouth!!"

"Ah ha ha ha ha!" Beicheng Mari could only laugh: "Himeno will turn into a popping madman when he gets drunk. Except for Miss Machima, all of us, both men and women, have been forcefully kissed by her. Finally it's the newcomer's turn. La!"

Mr. Fu covered his face helplessly: "But no one has been spit in her mouth by her before. Hey, Jiye, please have mercy on the newcomers in our first class, okay?"

Gao Shanlong also shook his head: "What a psychological shadow this will cause..."

Makima was very calm and turned around to greet the waiter: "Excuse me, is there anything I can wipe it with?"

At this time, Pava slapped the table: "Fuck! Fuck! Look!"

Perhaps due to the lack of nutrition and food all year round, Denji would subconsciously swallow nutritious things in his mouth.

Such as now.

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"Ugh vomit vomit vomit!!!"

Denji lay on his back in the bathroom stall of the izakaya, holding the toilet and vomiting wildly, while Hiroshi Arai, who was also a newcomer, patted him on the back.

"Ughhhhhhhhhh!!"

Dianci vomited again and there was nothing left to vomit.

Arai shook his head: "Really, Himeno-senpai has no self-control."

Seeing Denji crying and vomiting in despair, Arai helplessly continued to pat his back.

"I'm good at inducing vomiting, right? I used to take care of my mother who was drunk when she came home from get off work."

Arai seemed to be talking to Denji, or to himself:

"I heard that Mr. Su Zhan has high hopes for you, and even asked Mr. Fu, the most stable person in the class, to guide you. I guess he is very optimistic about your talent as a demon hunter. I don't have such talent as you. It's really enviable. …”

It sounded like he was comforting Denji, but it wasn't actually comforting himself.

Having no talent and being mediocre means a quick death in the special class. Arai didn't know when he would die in a certain demon hunting operation like the newcomers on Takayama-senpai's side.

In response to Arai's comforting words, Denji retched twice more, and then weakly said with a cry:

"Wow...envy? My first kiss smelled like vomit! Can you imagine? First kiss! It should be the most memorable first kiss in a man's life. Whenever he thinks about it for the rest of his life, he will be filled with vomiting. The smell of food! You are actually envious of it!? Ugh! Ugh, vomit, vomit!!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Denci lay on the toilet and vomited wildly.

Arai was stunned for a moment, then smiled in relief.

Late at night, a dozen police demon hunters stood staggering in front of the izakaya.

Makima didn't show any hint of drunkenness until the end of her drink. At this time, she was wearing a black windbreaker and acted like a normal person: "I'll see Himeno, Hayakawa and Pava off. I'll leave Xiaohong to you, Beicheng."

Mr. Fu lit a cigarette: "Everyone wants to thank Miss Machima, she is the guest."

"The most delicious wine is when you spend other people's money to drink it." Xiao Xiaohong said sweetly.

"Really?" Beicheng Zhenri smiled and rubbed Xiao Xiaohong's hair.

"Where is Denci-kun?" Makima looked at Denci unintentionally.

Denci was almost exhausted from vomiting and was being supported by Takayama Ryuya.

"Takayama and I will send Denci-kun back, Miss Makima. Mr. Suzhan has already arranged for Denci-kun to stay in the headquarters apartment." Mr. Fu exhaled the smoke and said softly.

"...As expected of Mr. Suzhan, everything is so thoughtfully arranged, so I can rest assured." Makima nodded with a smile, and then left with Jiye and the others.

Several other people also said goodbye and left one after another. Only Takayama Ryuya, Denji and Mr. Fu were left at the door of the izakaya.

Dudududu——

At this time, Mr. Fu’s cell phone rang, and he answered the call:

"...Yes, she has left. Understand, I will temporarily keep Denci-kun within the protection of Section 1...Yes, please don't worry."

After saying a few more words, Mr. Fu put his phone back into his pocket and nodded to Gao Shanlong. The two of them supported Denji and walked towards the distant street.

But they didn't notice that there was a crow squatting on the top of the telephone pole in front of the izakaya, watching them intently.

It wasn't until he watched them gradually leave that the crow flapped its wings and flew high.

PS: The plot of Chainsaw Man is set in 1997, and mobile phones do exist.