"Time, place, cuisine?"

Sith's expression was a little stiff, and Domino's determination simply exceeded his imagination.

Have a meal?

This actually stems from human thinking inertia, which is commonly known as slip of the tongue.

I remember that when he was in branch 177, he liked to invite people to dinner. If he invited many people, he would always extend invitations habitually when he saw a woman with a matching temperament.

There is no other meaning, I simply want to exchange feelings and explore the philosophy of life.

As a poet, he rejected any reasonable speculation of personal attack.

As for this time, of course what he wanted was not to eat. There was a question that had been brewing in his mind for a long time.

For girls or women dressed like Domino, he has always been curious about whether the eye under their hair is open or closed?

If it is open, won't the hair dazzle the eyes?

If they are closed, can the focal length between the two eyes really be coordinated?

Will there be double images if they are opened at the same time?

Isn’t it really tiring to turn a blind eye?

When sleeping, should both eyes be fully closed, or should one eye be opened and one eye closed?

This is full of doubts, but now it can only be squeezed in the throat. The meal has been arranged, and even if it is a loan, it has to be finished with tears.

Domino is still waiting for Sith's reply!

Although her face was still expressionless, judging from Sith's many years of experience on five ships, this woman was moved.

Why are you excited?

This is unscientific. Could it be that this Sith is really so handsome?

Just hook your fingers and a beautiful woman will automatically stick to you?

Maybe, it's really possible, but if it's impossible, there will be no sense of immersion.

After squeezing the wheelchair, Sith's expression became a little awkward.

"Um...Domino, are we going too fast?"

Domino frowned, and his expression rarely changed slightly.

You were the one who invited me to dinner, and you are the one who wants to refuse now. Humanoid creatures these days are really difficult to take care of.

But who is she?

She is the deputy warden of the Impel Down, the largest prison in the world, and he wants to leave just because he piques her interest?

Oh, man, you are asking for your own death.

"You want to regret it?"

Domino returned to his original expression, but his voice was much colder.

The Sith swallowed.

Judging from his many years of experience, he has now reached a bifurcation in galgame's life. He must either go to eat or go to jail. According to Domino's level, any charge can make Sith go in and pick up soap for two years.

In some ways, an angry Domino is more difficult to deal with than an angry Bista.

"Eat, of course you have to eat, and you have to eat a lot. It's just that I'm not familiar with this city..."

Sith looked embarrassed.

"At seven o'clock tonight, the first floor of the Red Lotus Prison Hotel." Domino nodded.

As a young girl of eighteen years and eighty-four months, it is almost instinctive to go shopping with her best friends. The conditions in Impel Down are not good enough, and the hardware for Sith to pretend to be best friends is not good either. Let's just make do with it, it's okay. What about resigning?

……

The night in Impel Down City came quickly. After changing the gauze, Sith held the wheelchair and walked on the road to find food.

This is the Red Lotus Hell located on the first floor of Impelton, the large underwater prison. The sky is covered with black mist. It looks like a steel virgin in puberty, passionate, unrestrained, and choking!

Below the road, you can see a steel jungle composed entirely of red blades, with the corpses of many prisoners hanging on it, which is very characteristic of Impel Down City.

The Red Lotus Hotel that Domino chose is located directly above the first level of Red Lotus Hell.

You can see the sword forest from below, and you can see the sea kings outside the window through the specially constructed tempered glass window. In your ears, you can hear the miserable wailing specially prepared by the hotel service staff (jailers).

From a Sith perspective, as a first date, this is indeed a good place to show off to a man.

From Domino's point of view, there are wailing sounds every day, 365 days a year. This is not a good place to go out and relax. It will remind her that she still has to work.

The two people with different thoughts sat across the table.

For a rare moment of relaxation, Domino dressed casually tonight, with light makeup, long boots, a leather jacket, and a round hat, looking like a cool western cowboy.

As for Sith, he was more formal, wearing a crisp black suit. If he hadn't been injured, he might have had a stronger sense of immersion.

The two stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes. Their attire seemed a bit incongruous. Sith could even feel Domino's disgust through his glasses, which was the look in his eyes.

Sith frowned.

Could this be the legendary city dweller?

They looked at each other awkwardly.

Is this the so-called first date (tea party)?

Domino picked up the menu expressionlessly, and out of habit, she handed it over.

"You order first."

I don’t know why, but Domino always has a special desire to protect and control women, so when he goes out, his companions usually order first, even when hanging out with little Sadie.

It's just that little Sadie was a little shaky and it didn't quite suit her taste... Well, the food she ordered didn't suit her taste.

She still prefers the little bird-like type, but the Empress Hancock she saw in the newspaper seems to be good too. The choice of human beings is really difficult.

As for the humanoid creature in front of me?

The look in her eyes confirmed that it was not the gender she liked... Bah, it was the type. Apart from humanoid creatures like Hannibal, Magellan, Shiliu, and non-human creatures imprisoned in prison, she was quite fond of humanoid creatures like the Sith. Tolerance.

But to find a partner, you still have to be of the same species, such as monkeys and monkeys, orangutans and orangutans, men and men, women and women! ?

Now is a special period. In order to relax, you can slightly widen the range of people you go out with, but they must be humanoid creatures. It cannot be wider. If it is wider, it will be humanoid.

Sis narrowed his eyes. This man didn't follow the rules. On the first date, shouldn't the man hand over the menu and then take the opportunity to gain a wave of favor?

Why is this woman more skilled at seductive gestures than he is?

He took the menu with a stiff expression, lowered his head, and glanced at it. Sis planned to order two dishes hastily.

His eyelids twitched and he felt a little nauseous.

"Green and open-minded slave."

"A bloody mess."

"The bloody-eyed demon pool covered with bloodshot eyes."

"..."

A city person, truly a city person, really knows how to play.

Although he is sometimes called a devil, his stomach is still in the shape of a mortal. This kind of cuisine, I can't do it!

Domino raised his head and glanced sideways at Sith, with a bit of disdain hidden in it.

He's really a timid humanoid, not her type. It's really better to have a partner of the same sex.

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