What made you have the illusion that I am the protagonist! ?

That night, although the three of them came together, Uncle Lun went back early, while Toya was left behind by the boss to ask about forming a union and going on strike.

Help people to the end, send Buddha to the West.These Toyiya also answered as carefully as possible, and those who could not answer, also confessed frankly-it should be said that only the workers know the workers best?Fuyuya just had a head start, and the boss thought of more questions that he hadn't even thought about.

After all, there are more strikes in European and American countries, and Fuyuya has never actually participated in it, and only knows some theoretical things.

It wasn't until the miners started to go home one after another that the boss reluctantly let him go back.

When I came out of the store, it was already the middle of the month.

I didn't feel it when I was sitting there, but when I stood up and walked back, Toiya was a little wobbly.

Diarmuid quickly supported him.

Blown by the night wind outside, Tomi felt that all the alcohol smell from before had risen.

His consciousness is still quite clear, at least he can understand the current situation - he is being supported by his Servant to go back to Roja's house, but his feet seem to be on cotton, even though he is trying hard to keep himself walking in a straight line Posture, but the brain's control over the body's limbs, especially the legs, seems to have weakened to the limit. No matter how hard you try, you will come out in a crooked line. Maybe only a baby who is still learning to walk can walk worse than him.

The young man who tried in vain decided to give up the treatment and put all his weight on Diarmuid.

The heroic spirit asked worriedly: "Master Fuyomi, how much did you drink today?"

"Drink...how much?"

Originally, he didn't expect Fuyuya to answer, but the young man counted with his fingers while walking crookedly, with a serious expression as if he was facing some kind of worldwide problem.

"One cup, two cups, three cups...three cups, three cups...five cups...no, there should be four cups after three cups?...Forget it, it's not important! Whatever...drink so much for the first time , hiccup! Maybe... I can drink quite well?"

"Drinking so much for the first time?" Diarmuid got the point right.

"Yeah... At home, Qiuhua and Maya are very annoying... At most, they drink a Japanese bowl... Outside, they rarely have the opportunity to drink..."

The joint exhortation of the younger sister and the next elder.

One can almost imagine such a scene.

"You're really messed up." Diarmuid held his forehead. He hadn't drunk to the limit, so he didn't know how much he would get drunk?It was the first time he knew that his master had a tendency to be an alcoholic, and even honestly he couldn't help but blame him like this.

Although to someone, this kind of gentle and excessive reproach is probably not painful or itchy.

"Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey... Honey wine, drink it well..." The young man didn't know if he really drank too much, or (as usual) he was pretending to be stupid.

Seeing that he didn't know when he would be able to walk back to Roja's house like this, Diarmuid sighed softly, shortened his body a little, and simply lifted one shoulder of Fuyuya, in order to prevent him from slipping halfway, he held his shoulder with the other hand. The waist is not so much a support, it is better to say that it is a dragging action, dragging one more person's weight forward.

This time it was much faster.

Back at Roja's house, the lights inside had already been turned off. Fortunately, they still remembered to leave the door open for them.

Diarmuid closed the door as softly as he could, but he didn't know if the old man was still waiting for them. He didn't drag Dongmi out of the living room when he saw Uncle Lun in pajamas walking downstairs. He couldn't help being a little embarrassed .

"came back?"

"Yes."

"It should be that guy Herrin who asked late, right? I still have hot water in the bathroom, so you can take him in and wash it."

Uncle Lun is very calm, but Diarmuid hasn't seen him change his face yet, and he doesn't know if Uncle Lun has inherited all his expression cells, but Roja's expression is quite rich.

I don't know if it's because the wine in the other world is special. Tomi doesn't smell of wine, but has a sweet honey aroma. But, it's better to take a bath, right?

Heroic Spirit also nodded to him without change, and helped Fuyuya into the bathroom.

"Toya-sama, can you undress yourself?"

"... um... I still want to drink..."

"(sighs)...then I'm being rude."

……

"Master Toya, are you alright?"

"ZZZzzz... puff puff puff..."

"Σ(°△°||)︴Are you okay!? (Pick it up)"

"Phew! Did you get a big shock, Diarmuid?...Hahahahaha, it's all right...Puff cough cough...But, the water seems to have choked my nose..."

……

“…………… Please put on your clothes, you’ll catch a cold.”

"I don't want to move, Diarmuid...can you help me put it on?"

"..."

"—Hey, are you angry...? (Pinch) Hehe, don't be so stern all the time, just smile~"

……

What's more troublesome than caring for a drunk man?

Heroic Spirit can answer responsibly, it must be to take care of a person who is clearly not drunk after drinking, but wants to pretend to be drunk and crazy!

...Well, maybe the alcohol did take effect, it made Toyomi's self-control worse, and the result was that the usual innocuous pranks were sent out in unlimited quantities, and those who suffered the most were naturally required to take care of them conscientiously The snail knight of his master.

Moreover, in order to achieve evil goals, it is really okay to use such unlimited means as coquettishness?

The only good news is that Uncle Lun went back to sleep after showing them the way, at least the image of Fuyuya in front of others will not be destroyed.

Although Luo Ya's house also has a guest room, but after many years of not using it, the dust is three feet thick and covered with spider webs. If you want to live in it, you can't do it without cleaning it for a few days, so today it was vacated for the two of Yumi and the others. Ya's own room, as for others, they ran to squeeze with his father.

Now the floor of this room has been covered with two side-by-side beddings. They are neat and tidy. It should be the masterpiece of that little girl. Diarmuid finally stuffed Dongmi into one of the beddings, and it finally came loose. in one breath.

In fact, although the heroic spirit can replenish mana through eating and sleeping, it will be fine if it does not eat or sleep.

But probably because he was too tired, when he saw another bed, Diarmuid felt a rare burst of drowsiness, so he simply accepted the kindness and lay down.

Fuyuya, who was sleeping next to him, turned sideways, faced him, and said with a smile: "It seems to be the first time to sleep side by side like this, Diarmuid."

Indeed, Fuyuya regards Diarmuid, who is a Servant, as a member of human cognition, and fully respects him. He sleeps in two rooms at night.Only when he first came here and couldn't show up, Diarmuid would hide in a corner of Dongya's room and rest for a night.

It was indeed the first time for them to fall asleep side by side like this, and it felt very close.

"...Yeah." It was just that smile, and the heroic spirit, who was full of tension because of the young man's actions just now, relaxed unconsciously.

"Hey...good night, Diarmuid." Dongmi smiled harmlessly, completely unable to see the bad quality just now, he didn't know whether it was too late, or the sleep aid effect of alcohol finally took effect, and soon he He fell into a deep sleep.

"...Good night, Toya-sama." Heroic Spirit lowered his voice.

Hmm, and the sleep talk in the dream——

"...mead...taste...of...honey..."