I'm breaking up with Gin

Zhong Yuanzhong should also be aware of his drinking capacity, right?

Kagaya clenched the wall of the bowl in his hand, using the action of drinking soup to cover it up, and stared at the next movement of the young man next to him through the lens fogged by the heat.

I saw Nakahara taking the goblet. After a set of fluent and skillful pre-tasting movements including looking at the color, shaking the glass and smelling, he took a sip very naturally. Immediately, his blue eyes lit up, facing Natsume Soseki with an embarrassing tone. Suppressing excitement: "This is really good!"

Natsume Soseki also stroked his moustache and smiled: "Young friend Zhongyuan is very knowledgeable."

So Zhong Yuanzhong also happily talked with him about the treasures in the wine cellar at home.

He can even eat low-concentration alcohol chocolate to get drunk!Unexpectedly, Nakahara Chuya didn't have a correct understanding of his drinking capacity at all, Kagaya couldn't help taking a deep breath, and coughed due to choking.

"what happened?"

Hearing the coughing sound from his side, maybe it was because of the strength of alcohol, Nakahara Chuya made a kind gesture like a complete conditioned reflex, gently patted the other person's back to help him calm down.

He realized later that his body was not thin and thin, and wanted to retract it as if he had been scalded. Suddenly, the young man who was coughing slightly stretched out his hand, and pressed his other hand holding the wine glass.

The distance between the two instantly narrowed.

That ambiguous distance where you can smell each other's shampoo.

Looking at the overlapping hands of the two, Nakahara Chuya looked like a cat whose tail was pulled, its hair standing on end and unable to move.He heard that his heartbeat, which was indifferent to the explosion that was close at hand, suddenly went blank, and then became more and more chaotic.

The black-haired young man with a little crimson fainted at the end of his eyes due to coughing also realized his abrupt intimacy, withdrew his hand, and explained, "You can't drink while driving."

After speaking, he coughed twice again.

The two old men on the opposite side held the quilt at the same time and looked at them with smiles on their faces, which made Zhong Yuan Zhong also feel like a light on his back for a moment, neither did he stop his hands, nor did he continue to shoot.

The dining table suddenly fell silent, Jie was finally willing to look up from the bowl, and followed him, seeing the stupid flushed cheeks in those mirror-like clean eyes, Zhong Yuanzhong also instantly withdrew his hand to clear it Throat to hide embarrassment.

Looking at the boy who seemed to only have food in his eyes, he somehow had a strange intuition, as if the Kagaya beside him was more like the child he was familiar with.

"Uncle, Mr. Zhongyuan drove a car, drinking and driving is against the law."

Kagaya finally coughed up the miso soup that had choked into his intake pipe, and wiped away the physical tears from the corners of his eyes with a tissue, seeing the parents who seemed to be very keen on finding him a boyfriend and wanted to persuade him to drink.

"What's the matter, why don't you just have a holiday tomorrow, and you can stay overnight."

After the uncle finished speaking, he looked at Natsume Soseki, who continued, "There are quite a lot of guest rooms at home."

The uncle smiled slyly, raised his eyebrows at Zhong Yuan Zhongya and continued: "If you don't care, you can squeeze together, let Kazuya take care of you when you are drunk, and the hangover soup he cooks is also delicious.

I don't know how the hangover soup cooked by Kagaya was. Nakahara Nakaya saw his hand holding the teacup from the corner of his eye, and suddenly remembered the feeling on the back of his hand a few minutes ago.Her face, which was originally just a little red, instantly turned red to the base of her neck, and her face was so hot that her brain shut down a bit.

It must be the effect of alcohol, the throat and mouth are too dry.

Young man Chu Fa picked up the cup at hand and drank it down in one gulp.

"middle--"

Kagaya was so shocked that his pupils constricted, and before he could stop it, Nakahara Chuya drank up the red wine like a sudden convulsion.

Before he was ready to move and want to put the idea of ​​knocking people out to prevent future troubles into action, Zhong Yuanzhong had already slumped down on the table, and the expression on his face in front of him was still a bit surprised, as if he had forgotten himself It's also weird to drink alcohol.

There was a dull sound when the forehead touched the solid wood. Even if he didn't really fall asleep, he might pass out.

Within two seconds he started snoring.

Really fell asleep.

"It's a pity that the alcohol capacity is a bit weak. I haven't had time to ask anything yet." The uncle was full of regret, and he didn't hide his original purpose.

"There are still many opportunities when he wakes up," Natsume Soseki comforted, and replaced the empty plate in front of Jie with a normal face, then raised his head happily and said to Kagaya: "Sleeping here will catch a cold, He also takes the little friend from the Central Plains first."

According to Nakahara Chuya's drinking capacity, he might be drunk by the first sip.

This □ □ misfiring, he can finally breathe a sigh of relief, he chose not to hear his uncle's nonsensical teasing, Kagaya agreed to get up and put his arms up to bring him up.

Although Nakahara Chuya is not tall, he has a strong figure.

When it was time to go up the stairs, the young man hesitated for a moment. Anyway, Zhongyuan Zhong is not conscious now...

One hand was stretched across the crook of the leg, and the other was passed under the armpit.

Kagaya smoothly picked up the petite mafia cadre in a standard princess hug, and walked steadily towards the guest room on the second floor.

Arranging Nakahara Nakaya, who was sleepy after being drunk and sleeping unexpectedly peacefully, Kagaya saw that it was about time and went downstairs to pack the tableware. It was two hours later that the house was completely quiet.

Coming out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Kagaya wiped his wet hair with steam, and was ready to go to bed.

His room is now interchanged with the gargoyle, and it has also been changed to the simple style he prefers. Suddenly, he raised his eyes and saw a figure standing in the middle of the bedroom, and Kagaya stopped in his footsteps.

If it is an artifact like a god that does not want to be seen by others and will be ignored, it can be used without entering a blind spot. He has not had direct contact with it during this time, and the current affairs work is done by the other party in accordance with orders every night. It was the first time that Kurosawa took the initiative to find him.

Let go of the hand towel and put it on his neck, Kagaya frowned and asked.

"What's matter?"

The man in the silver-haired bathrobe standing upright by the bed seemed to have been standing for a long time, his body was a little stiff, and he turned sideways after a slight pause, facing the person in the thin pajamas.

There was a scene in front of Kurosawa that made him irritated. It was a happy family under the warm yellow light not long ago.

He is in a corner where the light can't reach.

The warm light of the kitchen draws a clear dividing line in the living room, just like the distance between Kaga Valley and Kaga Valley, which is as far as the sky, because of the owner's rejection and rejection, it will never be touched.

When Kagaya came into sight, Kurosawa's eyes sank slightly, and his thin lips were pursed into a smooth and sharp arc like a knife.He observed and thought for a long time, but he still didn't understand what he did, and he would get all kinds of complex emotional feedback from human beings from Kagaya.

Sadness, anger, pain, confusion... and other different emotions were mixed together, and there was also a slight desire that made him feel incredible.

The relationship between them is not just a simple relationship between the artifact and the master.

Kurosawa firmly locked onto the young man whose hair was still dripping, keenly aware that his body was unnaturally stiff due to his gaze, and became more and more convinced of his guess.

He knew Kagaya before he became a divine weapon, so what was their relationship in the past he had forgotten?

Kurosawa Jin, who only had fighting instinct and common sense of life, was temporarily unable to make an accurate judgment.

Before Kagaya found out, he lowered his eyes to hide all the deep meaning in his eyes, and reported: "Today's time change has been reduced."

Kagaya narrowed his eyes, and gathered his loose skirt: "So?"

He remembered that he told the Black Zezhen to change back to Gatling and go to the living room as a decoration so as not to disturb his rest. The other party had always followed this way a while ago, but today he suddenly made an exception and came into the room to find him. He thought there was something difficult to deal with. Ask for his opinion.

Kurosawa Jin couldn't answer his question, so he just stood there with his head bowed.

A few strands of hair on the front of the forehead blocked a slightly lonely shadow, and the eyes that looked like sharp blades were also set in the scabbard. Standing there stubbornly made Kagaya feel a little pitiful.

No.

It must be an illusion, this is the Kurosawa formation.

Clenching his fists tightly, Kagaya turned his face away and stopped looking at him. It was almost winter, and he was prone to catch a cold with his wet and cold head. He issued an order to evict guests in an orderly tone: "Go down if you have nothing to do..."

"Master Kagaya."

Kurosawa finally interrupted, and the voice was silent for many seconds before continuing, as if hesitating to organize his words: "If I don't say it, I can't know what you really think about me."

His voice paused again, and after he finished speaking, he looked up at Kagaya's familiar face with a bitter expression that he had never seen before, as if he had encountered an unsolvable problem.

Kagaya's fingertips trembled, and the mature and powerful man in his impression seemed to gradually shed his ruthless shell from this moment, revealing a pure core of color.

Sighed very lightly.

He picked up the towel hanging from his shoulders and wiped his hair again, the corner of his mouth hooked in self-mocking.What's the point of arguing with this man who has lost all his memory and past and turned into a weapon?

Enough is enough, it's time to reconcile and forget that memory, and let the mentality return to normal life, Kagaya threw the towel to the side shelf.

The black-haired young man went back to the bathroom to dry his hair, Kurosawa Jin caught a word coming from the bathroom.

"Knock on the door before entering the room."

"Yes, Lord Kagatani."

This is a disguised form of allowing his contact, like gazing at Kagaya who can only see a back view with warm eyes, wanting to keep people in his eye sockets forever, with the corners of his mouth curled up in a happy angle.

the next day.

Not long after Nakahara Nakaya, who finally woke up from a hangover, left, the port mafia finally came to him.

Fortunately, Kagaya has already used the excuse of going to Yokohama's scenic spots to spend his uncle, and it will not be a big problem to have Natsume Soseki with him.Originally, my uncle wanted to take Jie to the amusement park, but even if he could leave Kagaya [-] meters away, the mermaid who had gradually changed from a social fear to a shy one could still lie on the bed at home.

And my uncle's hand strength is also relatively strong, which may also account for part of the reason.

During this period of time, Kagaya didn't forget to find fault with the gangster secretly, and later saw that Mori Ogai had been silent for a while, and didn't even bother to hide his tricks.

He was ready to meet the doctor uncle with the blond loli after a long absence, but found that the accident was only two former subordinates.

Take a close look around to make sure they are really here alone.

Kagaya raised his eyebrows, is this playing the emotional card?

Sato gave him the same impression as before, but Kokubo made him couldn't help but take a few more glances.It wasn't long after the boy was picked up from the police station that the hair on his head had a layer of black cuts, and he didn't have those gaudy hooligan styles anymore. He looked energetic and clean.

"Um... Mr. Kagaya, hello, is Mr. Kazuya here?"

"We are here to visit, and a small gift is not a respect."

Kagaya stopped in front of the door and looked at the two of them carefully. After seeing that there was nothing wrong with the two of them, he immediately put on a smile that was just right, and welcomed them into the room: "I'm really sorry, I thought it was a problem. Insurance sales, you know, can be nerve-wracking."

"It's my child's friend. He's still sleeping upstairs. I've already told him that he will come down soon."

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