.......

Kujo Tetaro only returned part of Kohei Imamura's things.

As for the rest, he felt that he could use them again.

Maybe it could lead to a bad relationship.

After calling for someone to come and fix the windows, Kujo Tetaro went to a lounge for an appointment.

At this moment, the lounge was filled with many acquaintances of Pab.

"Di Taro, are you here?"

Kotoshi Ryujiro, wearing a bartender uniform, beckoned Kujo Tetaro to sit down.

After Totaro Kujo took his seat, several girls in windbreakers walked in one after another outside the door.

Kujo Tetaro looked sideways, and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at? Are you looking down on our angry Luo Mei group?!"

The glaring little girl pointed at Tetaro Kujo.

Chapter 360 Five: Friends come from afar, oolong treats?

Kujo Toshitaro ignored the young lady in front of him, and turned to look at Juryu Jiro.

"Can minors enter this kind of place?"

The owner of the lounge walked to the counter with a smile, and said softly, "Sisters, we operate legally here. You are not yet of age, are you? Come when you are of age."

"Yes, although we are a lounge for students, but only for college students, you are at most high school students, right?"

Juryu Jiro narrowed his eyes and smiled what he thought was kind.

In the lounge, all the people from Pab are sitting.

At this moment, they all spoke in agreement.

"Drinking is not allowed for high school students, and they are all girls, so don't hang around outside at night, it's so dangerous."

"Hurry up and go back. Don't think that if you dye your hair, wear a windbreaker, and drive a motorcycle, you are a gangster. The real gangster is not like you."

"If you don't study hard in high school, you will regret it later."

The way everyone spoke one word at a time made these young ladies who had never experienced wind and rain feel a little at a loss.

The leading young lady, recalling her bold words and lofty ambitions before leaving the shop, immediately stiffened.

"What a mess, we are the Nu Luomei group, do you know the Nu Luomei group? By the way, you bastard, were you laughing at our costumes just now?"

Kujo Tetaro took the cocktail handed by Kotobuki Ryujiro, and said casually: "No, how could it be, you are the Nuluo Migumi, I can't afford it."

"you...."

The leading little Taimei pointed at Kujo Tetaro's face, and didn't hold back her words for a while.

Kujo Ditaro didn't want to bully the small, so he sent off: "Okay, since it's the Nuluomi group, you should go to a place that suits your status and grade, and walk slowly."

"You wait for me! Hmph."

With the departure of these young ladies, the atmosphere in the lounge returned to normal.

When Tetaro Kujo finished drinking a glass of cocktail, Iori Kitahara sat down from the side.

"Di Taro, do you know how to mix wine?"

"What do you think of me, all-rounder?"

"So you can't either."

The corner of Kitahara Iori raised his mouth and said in a low voice, "Would you like to try bartending together?"

"Barending?"

Kujo Tetaro put down his wine glass, and subconsciously looked at Juryu Jiro.

Kotobuki Ryujiro smiled: "The difficulty of bartending is not very difficult, as long as you master the skills, simple cocktails can be easily mastered by novices."

Imamura Kohei heard the sound and came: "For example, our oolong tea?"

"How can that be counted, tsk." Sitting aside, Mana Yoshihara curled her lips speechlessly.

"Why don't you give it a try?"

The shopkeeper who was wiping the wine glasses looked at them benevolently.

Aina Yoshihara waved her hands again and again: "I'd better forget it, I just want to be a quiet guest."

"What about the three of you?"

"Then try, maybe you can find a good part-time job, so you can pay back the money earlier."

"Pay back?"

Meeting the suspicious eyes of the others, Kitahara Iori didn't explain too much.

Under the arrangement of the shop owner, Kitahara Iori and Imamura Kohei both changed into bartender costumes.

Kujo Tetaro has a strong body, so he didn't change his clothes, but he also tried to make a drink.

As we all know, women are more yearning for handsome and beautiful things.

Mana Yoshihara rested her chin, with a look of anticipation on her face.

"The bartenders I saw on TV are all very handsome, and the way they communicate with each other is pleasing to the eye..."

"Those are all fake. In reality, no one would do that."

"Hey, I'm afraid you can't do it?"

Kitahara Iori twitched her lips, and said disdainfully: "I'm not good at swimming, and I can't do other sports that require hands-on skills. Di Taro, let's go."

Kujo Ditaro thought for a while, and resolutely refused: "You brag, don't take me with you, go and play by yourself."

"In that case, Gengping, let's come."

Imamura Kohei brushed his hair, smiled and said, "OK, bring the things."

"Are you really good at it?"

Mana Yoshihara looked at the two people who were ready to go, somewhat skeptical.

Kujo Ditaro watched coldly, and said, "It's not the first time you know them. Don't you know their level? Aina."

"Uh..." Mana Yoshihara scratched her face, and sighed, "Maybe...they will perform supernormally."

Kujo Tetaro smiled and didn't speak.

Yoshihara Mana's heart trembled, but she was still smiling.

However, reality is always cruel.

Kohei Imamura swayed the wine shaker in his hand, with the corners of his mouth upturned, smiling confidently, showing a professional demeanor.

Indeed, the blond man's movements are very handsome, but it would be even more perfect if there is no drink on the face of the companion next to him.

The cocktail making process doesn't take long.

Imamura Kohei leaned back on the chair, poured a glass of brightly colored fruit, and uttered a few words with a faint smile.

"I have."

As soon as the words fell, the wine glass containing the results slipped to the hand of the companion under the push of the blond man.

Kitahara Iori was about to catch the wine glass, but at this moment, the wine glass suddenly fell over.

Kitahara Iori shook hands, sticky wine dripped under his palm.

Yoshihara Mana, who couldn't stand it anymore, couldn't help covering her face and weeping.

Kujo Tetaro shook his head, showing the sophisticated expression of someone who came here.

Kitahara Iori, who suffered two humiliations, calmly poured herself a glass of cocktail.

He raised his glass and looked at his companion with a smile, but his eyes were full of coldness.

Imamura Kohei smiled awkwardly, and slowly raised his wine glass.

With a bang, the two cups touched lightly.

Kitahara Iori saw the right opportunity and poured the wine over Imamura Kohei's eyes.

"Come on, drink with your eyes."

"Ah! My eyes! Eyes! What the hell!"

"You still have the face to blame me?!"

Just as the two were pinching each other, there was the roar of a locomotive outside the shop.

Kujo Tetaro seemed to have sensed it, and stopped the experiment of bartending.

He looked towards the door, and after a while, a group of young ladies in the same costumes entered the store one after another.

"How dare someone laugh at the team uniform designed by my mother? You really don't want me to... eh?!"

The leader of Xiaotaimei is a girl with yellow hair.

When the yellow-haired girl saw Tetaro Kujo, her eyes widened.

The little girl on the side reminded cleverly: "Sister, it's him who laughed at our team uniform."

"You...Are you sure?" The yellow-haired girl stared at her subordinate with an extremely complicated expression.

The little girl was taken aback, her tone was unnatural, "Yes, what's the matter? Eldest sister?"

"Uh...."

The yellow-haired girl pondered for a while, nodded and said, "Actually, I don't have any talent in art. This team uniform is just a temporary idea of ​​mine. It's normal to have some deficiencies."

"Isn't it? Eldest sister..." Xiao Taimei was so surprised that she faltered and couldn't speak.

Toshitaro Kujo took a closer look and recognized the yellow-haired girl as Minato Sakura's roommate in the mental hospital.

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