I Just Hope to Spend a Leisurely Life in the Second Dimension

It is said that it is a big meal, but after all, it is just an ordinary teacher, and it will not be too luxurious.

At present, it is a barbecue self-service shop on paper.

The food is fresh and tasty at affordable prices.

According to Hoshinomiya Zhihui, they have dinner here every time, and they have even gotten acquainted with the boss, and now they can get a discount for eating.

Holding the juice and shaking it gently, An Shu turned over all the meat skewers on the special white paper and spread sesame oil on them.

He is no stranger to barbecue, and often eats it with the girls at home.

This store is really conscientious, at least the food is well presented.

The surface of the fresh and smooth meat slices, under the high temperature, becomes golden and attractive, and the meat oil that is inherent in it emerges.With a light poke of the iron fork, the sliced ​​meat was split in half, revealing the inside of the middle. It was not yet cooked, but the aroma could not help but spread.

Just thinking about it is satisfying.

On a hot day, the air conditioner is turned on indoors, with a cold drink in hand, a grilled meat that is almost cooked in front of you, and close friends around you, sometimes satisfaction is not so simple.

"Doesn't Teacher An Shu drink a little wine? The homemade shochu in this shop is pretty good." Wen Sheng's inquiry woke An Shu from his daze, and Xu could see that An Shu seemed a bit out of place, as the initiator of the meal , Sakagami Shuma took the initiative to talk.

"Well, let's forget about the wine, I haven't drunk it yet."

It's not like I haven't drunk it before, when I married Xiao Weizhi, I drank fruit wine for a whole day.

But the reason why I don't usually drink is because I don't get drunk.

It's like the little girl wanted to be slapped and wanted to drug him a long time ago...it didn't work.

An Shu will not be affected by these states.

So instead of drinking, it is better to drink fruit juice.

Sweet and sour and thirst quenching.

But... If you want to get drunk, it's not impossible, but there is no reason to actively get drunk.

Well, there's no reason to...?

Anshu was silent for a while.

"Ah? How can this be? Teacher An Shu, as a man, he doesn't have to smoke, but drinking is a skill that must be learned!"

Holding the tin can of beer, Mashima Tomoya's face looked a little rosy because he had already drank two bottles.

He hooked the shoulder of Susuma Sakagami who was sitting next to him, and shouted loudly.

"Um……"

An Shu couldn't find any words to refute, after all, all the novels and TV series said so.

And the same is true of the actual data.

Almost all adult males in today's society can drink a little alcohol. The pressure of the environment makes them so, and there is nothing they can do about it.

Of course, it’s not like there are no people who don’t drink, but most of the people who don’t drink are allergic to alcohol, and there are very few people who really don’t drink.

Of course, this is not made up, it is the result of a foreign survey and research.

"Speaking of which, Mashima-sensei, Hoshinomiya-sensei, how does it feel to drink alcohol?"

The fruit wine I drank when I got married was not so much fruit wine as boiled water, because it didn't feel much, let alone taste it.So for the two people who are drinking happily at the dinner table, An Shu doesn't particularly understand.

Sakagami Shuma didn't drink, because he also came by car.

"Eh? Well, hiccup..."

Hiccupping again, Hoshinomiya Zhihui shook her head, brushing her long hair back from her ears: "Well, I don't know..."

"Eh?"

"I don't know, it's just... well, I like it very much, just like Xiao Saeda likes to smoke, but I don't like smoking... Well, does Mashima-sensei know how to say it?"

"Do you feel it?" Mashima Tomoya leaned back on the chair behind, put down the bottle and touched his chin, "I can't say it...it's very strange, I can't find an adjective to describe it, but it's not bad, Mr. An Shu You'll know when you drink it."

He laughed heartily, picked up his own wine bottle, took another sip of the wine in it, and continued to encourage An Shu: "How about it? Try a bottle?"

"Hey..." An Shu shook his head slightly, but didn't reach out, "Speaking of being drunk, can it really make people forget their troubles?"

"Huh? Brother An Shu, why did you suddenly ask this? Do you have any troubles that need to be forgotten?"

"...Mmm." An Shu hesitated twice, but did not answer directly.

Hoshinomiya Zhihui didn't take it seriously, she smiled lightly and changed the bottle in her hand, then nodded solemnly: "Of course! That's the only thing I can swear by! If you have any troubles, as long as you are drunk, until You won't remember until noon the next day!"

Because if you are drunk, you will not be able to think clearly if you are unconscious, and if you have a severe headache the next morning, you will have no time to care about other things.

But this is another kind of forgetting troubles, right?

Ok.

She had a bad intention and didn't explain.

"Only one morning?"

An Shu didn't understand why drinking would make him forget troublesome things, but seeing Hoshinomiya Zhihui's serious look didn't seem like he was lying, so he believed it.

Want to try that feeling...