[Comprehensive manga tutor] You owe me money

In fact, I seriously doubt Reborn has a 20D bag on his suit pants.He just took out something from his trouser pocket that was absolutely impossible to put in it under visual inspection, and then threw the metal box to Colonello.I said how did you stuff this 10cm long and [-]cm wide box into it? Is your pocket so deep?

In the end, it can be concluded that Reborn's real name might be Doraemon. I have only seen this kind of technique of taking things out of nowhere.

Then, under my horrified heart, Colonello calmly put the metal box into his pocket.I said that people's pockets are so deep these days... Then why did I search all over my body but couldn't find a pocket? Is this the differential treatment of Amano's mother?

Then I followed Reborn and Colonello around corners, walked through dark alleys, passed several crooked landmarks on the ground, and ignored the winks from many coquettishly dressed women.Finally came to the destination, a bar.

It is now estimated to be around ten o'clock in the evening, and the sparse stars climbed into the night sky, shining like a dollar.Pushing open creaking doors, walking around drapes and beadwork, and enduring other people's gazes...but, to be precise, I'm the only one suffering from the distraction of sight. Reborn and Cole Nero are probably regulars.

Compared with these two bastards who raised their hands and raised their chests, and didn't shy away from it, I looked the weirdest with the hood and half of my body buried in the shadows.However, I firmly believe that it is definitely because I am standing next to the glittering gold Coconello that I am so conspicuous. If I come in alone in the dark, I will definitely be a passerby who is ignored.

But in just a few minutes, the others looked back very sensibly.Of course, I also took the opportunity to observe, although I didn't see anything, except to further confirm that my detection ability is weak.

However, this should not be a problem of ability, but a technical difference.

I noticed before that Mamon, who is an illusionist, has much sharper hearing, eyesight, and intuition than ordinary people.However, with these advantages in physical function alone, I can't even use half of it now.It's so annoying, I'm just an ordinary person, and I can't compare with other children of the rainbow, can I admit it?

While I was depressed, the drinks of Reborn and Coke Nero had been served.These two skipped my step and completed the ordering process.It's okay that Colonello is blonde, Reborn is a jerk, that's for sure.

"A glass of CorpseReviver (resurrected from the dead), two glasses of Sidecar (sidecar)."

I seriously said that I only know Chinese and Italian, and the bird language is very bad. Yes, Apple, etc. can understand, but when it comes to advanced vocabulary, I get confused.

"Viper, since you're here for the first time, I presumptuously ordered you the same wine as mine. The sidecar (sidecar) tastes very good, and the alcohol content is not high. Hey!"

I have changed my opinion of you a little, Colonello, it turns out that you have more than just blond hair.But I hope you can tell me what that Si...Side...is.

"Is there any special meaning to these names?"

I was the first one to be frightened when the words came out of my mouth. No matter what, I still couldn’t get used to my business-specific voice, which was gentle enough to sound like a good person, suddenly turned into a cold voice that could directly scare children at night.

"Ah, Sidecar means 'sidecar', and the name comes from the sidecar motorcycles commonly used by the army during World War I. By the way, his model, CorpseReviver, means 'resurrection from the dead', huh...it suits his preferences My name. Hello!"

Colonello pointed to the two glasses of the same cocktail, and pointed to the lonely red glass of blood placed in front of Reborn.

Speaking of Colonello, I can understand your desire to popularize science, but when you gave me Reborn's wine science by the way, I always felt that the atmosphere was completely destroyed.Because now I am full of obsession with complaining, what happened to the 'resurrection from the dead'? Reborn, you are obviously not called Reborn (resurrection), are you so obsessed with this name!It's definitely because you've been cursing yourself that you ended up turning into Baby Reborn.How much do you like the name Reborn!

I took a sip of the sidecar and it tasted sweet and sour, like lemon juice.

"Brother, it's your first time to come, my craft is not bad, right?"

"…………Um."

The ellipsis in the previous paragraph is definitely not for the sake of word count, but to correctly express my horror.I didn't feel the other party's voice at all, and a wrinkled old man's face came close to my hood. At this time, I was really glad that he couldn't see my face, but I doubted that even the corners of my lips were blue .

"Heh heh heh... That's good. But modern young people really can't stand strong alcohol, three glasses of juice can get rid of it."

That, old man, your voice is a bit loud, I can hear it, I can really hear it.

"Well, but cocktails are still juices."

Reborn, you bastard, you're drinking happily while talking with disdainful eyes!You will be punished sooner or later.absolute.At least I will curse you.

"Although the three glasses of my little buddy are all based on brandy, they can only be regarded as fruit wine."

"Indeed."

Reborn sang along with Bartender Daddy, and fully despised us as men drinking juice, at least that's how I understood it.I urgently need to find a like-minded accomplice to share my anger, Colonello...

"But the sidecar motorcycles from World War I were really..."

The bastard Cole Nello is still immersed in the First World War!Hey, your time is over, so please come back soon.Just to what extent are you a military fanatic!

"Papa, give me that bottle of vodka."

I pointed to the wine cabinet and said.

"Oh..."

Reborn raised his eyebrows calmly.

"Heh heh heh, since it's this little brother..."

The bartending daddy smiled eccentrically, but obediently handed me the wine.

"...Go ahead, I'll leave for a while."

Reborn, that bastard, didn't know when he got a girl. I guess he seduced her when Dad and I were talking just now. Anyway, he went upstairs with a brown-haired woman in his arms.

"..."

I kindly poured a glass of the Coconello as well.

Two hours later.

I sadly realized that I had miscalculated.I considered that I had an 'alcohol insulated' physique from before, but after wearing it on Mamon, I just found that this physique has not disappeared, so I continued to drink without any scruples.

"Venomous snake...I tell you..."

But I didn't expect...

"Lal, she... actually punished me for running 500 laps..."

Colonello can drink so badly...

"And there's no food to eat... woo woo woo..."

I mean, can't I really throw him out? !

"That's just because you fed him too much, little brother."

The old man continued to wipe the cup with a look of indifference.

Fuck you didn't remind me just now!And who was that person who just added my drink!Isn't it you!

Colonello has been pouring bitter water on me since just now, such as how Lal bullied him, how arrogant Lal is, how reliable his good friend Reborn is... In short, he has already said For an entire hour, I was so annoyed that I wanted to strangle him.It's just that I'm still not sure whether he belongs to the type that will lose the memory of drunkenness after waking up or the type that records everything, so I have been hesitant to do it.

Then I want to:

A. strangle the bastard

B. strangle the bastard

C. strangle the bastard

D. strangle the bastard

Sure enough, strangle this annoying bastard.Just when I was about to tighten the hand on his neck, this guy grabbed my shoulder very weakly and started to shake.

"What to do! When I go back, Lal will be angry because I secretly took her invitation card!"

"She's already fired up, you just need to find a carbon dioxide fire extinguisher now..."

By the way, when will you be able to take your hands off... Are you roaring in COS...Although I don't feel dizzy at all when you shake my head, I still feel very uncomfortable.I'm a man of desire, so I just punched Colonello in the head.I don't fucking care if you remember it tomorrow morning!

"Woooo..."

His head fell free, and then he hung directly on top of me.The head buried in my chest lifted up symbolically, then made an unknown whimper, and then fell silent.

In fact, I don't think I should have played hard.So at this moment, I felt a little bit guilty, because I didn't kill him more thoroughly just now, and I picked it in the public.If I knew it earlier, I should have found a back alley and dumped the body. Now I am the first witness no matter what.

I mentioned the only precious hair on Colonello's body, and the guy really fell asleep in a daze.

"There is a vacant room upstairs, brother, you can send him up to rest."

"Thanks."

With a wave of my hand, I picked up Colonello and climbed up the stairs.It's really heavy, but Reborn should be upstairs too, I don't know how far he and that woman have gone.But it's really quiet. Originally, I was looking forward to whether there would be any unfinished erotic dramas unfolding.

"..."

However, when I panted and carried the Colonel up, I finally knew why it was so quiet. Reborn was playing with the gun in his hand, and there were two corpses and a large pool of blood on the ground.By the way, I found that Reborn's trousers were also soaked in blood.

But I still didn't give him face and directly kicked open the half-closed door and walked in. Reborn, who was sitting on the sofa, frowned and gave me a dissatisfied look.In the next second, I threw the Coconello in my hand at him.