I Am Bound to Two Chat Groups After Death

Momonga picked up a Bana flower, and was about to conjure another bottle of cocktail that he remembered drinking.

But when he turned his head again, he found that the figure of the group leader had already left.

"Um???"

Momonga looked around in confusion.

Then, he found that the group leader ran to the girls' table again.

"Flying Squirrel's wine is not good!"

"Sister Himeko and Sister Teresia's wine is delicious!"

"..."

Seeing this scene, Momonga silently turned his head and looked at Jotaro Kujo.

"JOJO, how do you feel without girls here?"

Kujo Jotaro glanced over there, and sneered, "Yeah, daze, wouldn't it be better without women?"

"..."

"Is Momonga worried about this?"

Dazai Osamu who was shaking the goblet suddenly spoke up.

"I don't, I'm not, I'm not envious at all."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, with a hint of meaning in his eyes, and said with a light smile: "That's right, after all, Mr. Momonga is also now—a nonsense."

"Tons, tons, tons!"

Momonga, who was in a more depressed mood, picked up a bottle of vodka and drank it directly.

"Okay, I'm going back first."

Osamu Dazai lazily stretched his waist, and took the lead in bidding farewell.

"Is it so early? It's less than an hour."

"No way, who told me not to live in the afterlife?" Osamu Dazai suddenly said in a tone that he didn't know whether he was joking or serious: "If you think about it this way, it will be much more convenient after committing suicide."

"Dazai-kun, don't seek death casually."

Hill holding the huge scissors is like a ghost, always coming behind someone silently.

Now she is holding a pair of huge scissors, standing behind Osamu Dazai, and quietly said:

"If Dazai-kun intends to become a girl, then I will wait for you in the halo of the square."

As she spoke, she opened and closed the giant scissors, making a clicking sound.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help but have a horrible picture in his mind.

( *?ω?)?╰hi╯

"...I suddenly feel that it's good to be alive."

The corners of the purple-haired lady with glasses raised her lips slightly, as if she had smiled, but her expression quickly faded away.

Amidst the laughter and noise, the party quickly came to an end.

Li You was lucky enough to taste five flavors of "baijiu".

In addition to his and Momonga's normal white wine, Teresia's is fruit juice, Jizi's is red wine, and Shuangxing's is spirits.

Hei Zhen's is outrageous.

Li You tasted like Orleans chicken.

He suspected that this village girl was addicted to Orleans chicken wings, and that making a piece of white wine with Bianhua flowers could bring out the taste of Orleans.

"I'm not drunk, I can still drink!"

Finally, there is the upright brother Yan Zhu, who was carried back by Kujo Jotaro because he was drunk.

"It's obvious that you can make liquor without proof."

Li You shook his head, not understanding the logic of this.

Ji Zi next to her looked very experienced. She rubbed Li You's head and said, "Sometimes, drinking is not for drinking, but for getting drunk."

"I don't want to get drunk. Also, Sister Jizi, don't touch my head! I won't grow taller!"

Li You pouted, and patted Ji Zi's hand on top of his head away.

Wuliangta Jizi was about to say something.

Suddenly, whoosh, a gust of wind passed by.

Immediately afterwards, she saw a red figure flash past, picked up Li You who was beside her and ran away.

"Sister Teresia!"

Li You raised her head in surprise, and found that Ji Zi who was beside her just now had been thrown far away.

"She can't catch up."