[Main Curse Return] Star

"(Comprehensive Comics) [Main Curse Return] Star" Author: Guodeng Apo

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Zhang Antai decided to resign, and Kuroda manager tore up his resignation letter and threw a photo in front of him.

In the photo is a young man with pink hair who looks to be in his twenties.

Zhang Antai: "Who is this?"

Kuroda Hei: "Kojo Yuhito, your new lover."

【Note before reading】

1. Original male protagonist, left and right read while writing

2. Currently involved: Curse Hui, Ming Ke, Wen Ye

3. Click on the column to gain more happiness

Content tags: Comprehensive Youth Manwen Wild Curse Back

Search keywords: Protagonist: Zhang Antai, Knotabagi Yuhito┃Supporting role:┃Others: Spell Return, Detective Conan, Bungo Stray Dogs

One-sentence introduction: One day, Zhang Antai got drunk.

Idea: Take action, learn to love yourself and the world

Chapter 1

"Zhang (Tsua), I'm leaving, my daughter is still waiting for me to go back~"

The drunken Qiqi stretched out his hand and patted the man on the shoulder.

The man leaning on the telegraph pole tensed his body, raised his hand and opened it like waving a fly.

"It's Zhang (Zhang). You kid, how many years after graduation, you still pronounce my name like 'grass' on purpose!"

His mouth opened and closed, he spoke slowly, and his tongue moved slowly in his mouth, all under the influence of alcohol

"Hahaha, I just like grass!" At the same time, holding a briefcase, staggered, walked to the distance, and shouted as he walked: "Scratch--"

The sound shook the eardrums and echoed in the head along with the past.Feeling drunk, Zhang Antai tilted his body and said "wow", but he didn't spit out anything, but swallowed it reflexively, making him feel sick.

What to eat, I ordered edamame first, then I ate fried chicken after chatting about my hunger, and then I ate ray fins, and then I wanted to eat sweets, so I tried sea urchin.

The food and the wine fight together in the stomach, neither letting the other escape first.

Walking step by step on the street, knowing that I have to go back, back to the place where I live, the room full of sundries, lying on the bed and sleeping until dawn, but the closer I get there, the more I feel that I am far away, as if forever unreachable.

The wind blows away the dandelions, the white flowers are held in the hands, the solemn ceremony, the sobs in the front row, the tears I couldn't shed, have been...

So no matter how bad his drinking capacity was, he still drank a whole bottle, as if he drank it all in place of his dead predecessors.

When will this work of constantly seeing other people die without being able to do anything end?

Really, really, really not reconciled!

As soon as his body softened, Zhang Antai knelt down on the bridge, his mind was in chaos, and he just fell down——

"...Hey, are you okay? You'll catch a cold if you fall asleep like this, the patrolling police officers around here..."

The near and distant voice echoed in my ears, like the evening wind in early summer, refreshing.

The man who fell on the ground let out a murmur of resistance, with a faint cry.

"Police officer, no..."

"No? Why?" The person in front of him rubbed his hair and was silent for a moment: "Ah, there is no way."

His body shook suddenly, Zhang Antai took advantage of the wind and fell heavily from the air, sinking into the ground——

The heart was tightened suddenly.

Zhang Antai sat up, took a deep breath, and then had a headache, as if a bell was ringing in his head, clanging.

He raised his hand, pressed the palm heavily on the temple, frowned, and his mouth was dry.

The blurred vision gradually recovered, and as soon as he turned his head, he met the gaze of a woman——

The blond-haired, blue-eyed woman covered no more than one-fifth of her body with fabric, with a charming smile and a familiar face, as if she had seen it in some movie.

Zhang Antai's brows were not loosened, he tried his best to lift his heavy neck, looked around, drove his hands and feet out of the bed, and pulled the clothes beside him.

He was in a strange room, naked and without clothes.But he has the habit of sleeping naked, and there is a high probability that he took it off by himself.

Some young people confuse the feeling of a hangover with a bed war, and he is past that age.

Zhang Antai put on his clothes carefully, and made sure that the wallet and the manual were all there, and nothing was missing.Immediately afterwards, he got up to confirm the situation here.

An ordinary apartment, one bedroom, two living rooms and a balcony, the fragments from last night echoed vaguely in my mind.

He was drunk and was picked up by someone and brought back to his home.

Opened the refrigerator, it was half full, and there was a row of mineral water.Zhang Antai took out a bottle, unscrewed the cap, and drank it with his head raised.

The cold watered his body, and he caught a glimpse of the dining table from the corner of his eye.

Under the heat preservation cover is a Japanese breakfast, rice, miso soup, side dishes and fish. It looks simple, but it is already very rich for Zhang Antai.

There is a note on the side of the bowl, which reads: Mr. Police, thank you for your daily efforts.Hangover can drink honey water.

The corner of his mouth twitched, Zhang Antai pursed his lips forcefully, then pulled the corner of his mouth again, and let out a snort from his nose.

"What, I don't believe it's pure kindness." He raised his hand and patted his forehead, hesitated for a moment, pulled out his chair and sat down.

Even if it is poisonous, as long as it can be eaten before death, it is not a big deal.

The dishes were still hot, so it could be seen that the cook had left not long ago.It's rare to drink, and I didn't expect to sleep so dead.

Swallow the light soup with rice, and the soft fish will melt in your mouth.Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, just as I was sighing for this delicacy, the sound of the phone interrupted the tranquility in my heart.

Putting the dishes and chopsticks into the sink, Zhang Antai pressed the answer button, tilted his head to hold the phone, and turned on the faucet.

"Senior Antai, what are you doing!" The junior questioned from the other end.

Zhang Antai looked at the things in his hands: "I'm washing dishes."

"what?!"

"Small voice early in the morning, I'm not on duty today."

"..." There was a silence in the receiver, followed by a helpless voice: "There is a meeting of the Metropolitan Police Department today."

Zhang Antai: "..."

"I forgot, I knew it. I met Officer Kuroda just now, and he asked me—"

"right away."

Zhang Antai put down the phone, turned on the faucet hastily, put the bowls and chopsticks on the drain rack, and picked up the coat hanging on the back of the chair.

He walked to the porch, paused, then turned into the room with big strides, picked up the pen on the dining table, and turned over the message paper at the same time, the words were flying and phoenix: Thx!

He got out of the apartment building, ran down the street, rushed into a convenience store, and took the envelope, letter paper and pen.

There were people in front of the counter, Zhang Antai went straight to the front, showed the police handbook, put one down so that the other party would not have to look for it, rushed out of the store, and called a taxi at the door.

"Go to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, please hurry up."

"no problem!"

Seeing that the police officer's hair was still messy and he didn't have time to put on his coat, the driver thought there must be an urgent case.

With one foot on the accelerator, the car galloped on the urban road.

Zhang Antai put the letter paper on his knees, and his whole body slightly tilted to one side as the car turned, the tip of the pen still smoothly slid across the paper.

When the car drove downstairs, the words "resignation letter" were just finished.Zhang Antai got out of the car, put the letter into the envelope as he walked, and walked into the building.

There was a gap in the back door of the conference hall. Zhang Antai bent down, pushed the door slowly, and got in.Kurodahei's deep voice echoed in the conference hall, and the audience held their breaths, the atmosphere was really panicking.

The junior purposely sat in the back seat, noticed the situation at the back door, turned his head, and came only when he saw him, his facial features crowded together, and made a helpless expression.

Zhang Antai quickly sat beside him.As soon as his butt touched the chair, the word "meeting adjourned" came from in front of him.

The author has something to say: Zhang Antai, the setting is a mixed race, there are hooks, and it will be unfolded later

CP is Knotweed Yuren

Chapter 2

"The meeting is over—!"

Everyone stood up at once, standing straight, Zhang Antai's body was still sluggish, kicked to the edge of the table, grinning.

The few people sitting in the front row walked through the front door, and colleagues filed out through the back door.One of the reasons why Zhang Antai was suffocated by the strict hierarchy.

"Senior, are you hungover?" The junior who was sitting upright came over and sniffed at him: "What about the clothes..."

"Zhang, your hair is sticking up." Another co-worker came up and smiled at him.

"Thank you for the seat." Zhang Antai didn't directly respond to the words of the two of them, but waved his hand to the junior, and while fiddling with his hair, he said to the few people who surrounded him, "I'll talk about it later."

He hurried out of the front door and caught a glimpse of a tall figure chatting with several people in front of him. Zhang Antai strode towards him. The figure seemed to have sensed his arrival and looked sideways.

"An Tai, have you just finished the night shift?" Beside this man, the familiar Shang Feng smiled at him.

Zhang Antai made a smiling face, and wanted to make a joke, and the person he was looking for spoke at this moment.

"Zhang." Kurodabei said, looking at the elevator.

Zhang Antai entered the elevator behind and was in charge of pressing the floors, without saying a word all the way.By the time the two entered Kuroda's office, Zhang Antai had already sighed several times in his heart.

The number of times he had stepped into the administrator's office could be counted on his fingers, and each time there was no good news.

Kuroda Hei sat on the chair: "Recently, how is it?"

"Thank you for your concern." Zhang Antai replied politely, "Very good."

very good?Kuroda looked at his messy hair and clothes that looked like they had been worn for more than a day, and he didn't know where he was sleeping again. He didn't teach him how to be a prodigal son.

Kuroda continued: "Antai—"

"Administrator Kuroda, please listen to me first." Thinking that this was the last time, Zhang Antai interrupted Kuroda Heiwei unceremoniously, pulled out his hand under his coat, and snapped, Put the envelope on the table.

Envelope white side up.

Without changing his face, Zhang Antai turned over the envelope so that the one with the writing on it faced Kuroda.