Is it wrong to not want to use your brain?

In the past, Dazai Osamu and Tsukimi Ri Hongying only drank in Lupin, mainly when a few people got together to chat and drink secondly.

He only knew that the other party had a good capacity for alcohol, but he had never seen the miraculous scene where Hongying drank a group of burly men by herself in Yuejianli.

So, when Yue Jianli Hongying poured down a glass of vodka calmly, as easily as drinking water, Dazai Osamu snatched his glass in surprise, and sniffed it disbelievingly.

——It's the smell of alcohol, not plain water.

Osamu Dazai looked suspiciously at the dark blue-haired youth whose face remained unchanged: "Tsukimi-kun, are you the type who can't tell when you're drunk?"

Yuejian Li Hongying raised her eyes, her gray eyes were clear: "What do you think?"

Osamu Dazai shrugged helplessly: "Well, it seems that he is not drunk at all."

Apparently, the plan to flood Tsukimi Ri Hongying with high-altitude vodka failed.

But in the end, the reason for the termination of the plan was not that he was drinking well, but that he had another headache.

After pouring down a few cups of water of life, Yuejian Li Hongying was a little dizzy, but not to the point of drunkenness. The sudden headache made him sober up instantly, and he almost knocked over the vodka in his hand.

He propped his forehead, endured the pain and put down the glass, a few drops of wine splashed onto the table of the bar counter.

Dazai Osamu was taken aback by Tsukimi Ri Hongying's reaction, and he quickly realized that the old disease had relapsed.

He subconsciously wanted to reach out to help the other party, but when he thought that his supernatural power would only make the situation worse, his fingertips stopped within a short distance.

He could only worry but uselessly called out: "Yuejian-kun?"

Osamu Dazai has only heard that he has this problem, but he has never seen him having an attack, and according to himself, he has recovered, but now his painful expression, no matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like something is wrong, right?

Yuejian Li Hongying pressed his temples, frowning slightly, he asked the bartender for a glass of boiled water, then took out a tablet of painkillers from his pocket, took out two and swallowed them.

After a short rest, the painkillers took effect and he improved slightly.

When this happened, Osamu Dazai took it for granted that the drinking session was over.

But in the next second, he looked at the other party unexpectedly and raised his wine glass as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring this episode.

He quickly confiscated the "tools of crime" and drank the remaining vodka in the glass in one gulp, preventing Tsukimi Rihongying's death behavior from the root cause.

Osamu Dazai looked at Tsukimi Ri Hongying who tilted his head in a complicated mood, feeling an indescribable sense of powerlessness, he actually had a little understanding of the mood of the person who prevented him from committing suicide.

"Don't you drink?" Yuejian Li Hongying asked.

"No more." Osamu Dazai raised his glass of whiskey and took a sip to ease the feeling of drinking vodka. The sip just now seemed to be burned by a flame in his throat, and now it has burned all the way to his stomach.

He tilted his head and asked, "Relapse again?"

"Ah."

Osamu Dazai speculated: "Are you too tired recently? Is it because of those things in the magic world?"

Yuejian Li Hongying shook her head: "It's not for this reason."

He briefly explained his situation. Although his tone was very calm and he didn't mention too much physical discomfort, the other party's eyes became more and more serious.

In the end, he got a long silence.

Osamu Dazai stared at the dark blue-haired young man in front of him with eyes that could not see any emotion, and was speechless for a long time.

He thought, he should need to say something, even if it would be strange for him to say something, it is not difficult for him, after all, he tried to say this to Oda Sakunosuke once.

But looking at those smoky eyes like morning mist, those words were all stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak.

He understands very clearly that words are the most useless, especially for those irreversible injuries, just like rubbing a feather back and forth on a bloody wound, it will not do anything except get a feather that is dyed red substantive effect.

Finally, Osamu Dazai put down the glass with only a small ice puck left, and there was a faint sound of collision between the bottom of the glass and the table, so weak that it could be ignored, just like his mood at the moment.

"Go back, Tsukimi-kun." Osamu Dazai raised the corner of his mouth, showing a hearty smile, and broke the dull atmosphere with a lively tone, "This time, you haven't drunk me—"

Yuejianli Hongying complained: "What kind of person has never drunk this?"

"Of course forget it!" Osamu Dazai stretched out a finger, and said seriously about the rules of the competition that were set at an unknown time, "Contestants who collapse after drinking half of it will be disqualified!"

"Uh..." Yuejian Li Hongying had a speechless expression.

Fortunately, his desire to win and lose in his life has been used to compete with Gojo Satoru. If the white-haired magician sitting opposite him, he will never give up until he drinks him until he faints on the ground, but since the opposite is Osamu Dazai, if he can't drink it, he can't drink it.

So, he admitted very readily: "Then consider me a loser."

Osamu Dazai said seriously: "The loser will be punished."

Hongying's eyelids twitched in Yuejianli, she didn't expect that the other party set up a trap here to wait for her: "What punishment?"

"You promise me first."

"It would make me feel bad."

Osamu Dazai promised firmly: "Don't worry, I won't let you admit defeat to me in the tone of a young lady."

Yuejian Li Hongying: "?"

ah?What kind of scary thing is that?Is it one of the one hundred and one methods of Tricky Zhongye?

"It's a very simple thing. I believe that Tsukimi-kun will be fine." Osamu Dazai smiled, "Don't drink alcohol in the future, even if it's to celebrate Mr. Mori's balding in middle age and becoming a Mediterranean."

Rather than thinking of a punishment, he proposed a different kind of urging.

"Eh?" Tsukimi Rihongying showed a troubled expression, "It would be a pity not to open a case of vodka to celebrate the example you gave."

Osamu Dazai suggested: "You can open a Yakult."

Yuejian Li Hongying: "..."

"It's not impossible, I don't like drinking very much." He paused, and smiled helplessly, "But who will accompany you to drink here in the future?"

"Eh?" Osamu Dazai was taken aback for a moment, his dark eyes looked at the dark blue-haired youth under the warm light in surprise.

The other party's unexpected answer is like a ray of warm spring breeze, gently caressing all things that have not yet emerged from the severe winter, perfectly interpreting the meaning of spring with a dead tree.

Hongying in Yuejian is both spring and dead wood.

Although it is the spring that brings life to dead wood, it is also dead wood that has not waited for spring.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, as if thinking of a solution.

As his eyes moved down, he noticed that a small ice ball in the glass had long since melted, and after drinking the wine, the unguarded ice water could only be mixed with the remaining aroma of the wine.

It was as if he looked forward belatedly, clearly feeling that the dark blue figure was close to him, but when he reached out to grab it, the phantom slipped away from his fingers like mist.

Osamu Dazai didn't let the silence last for too long. When he raised his head, there was a slight smile in his kite-colored eyes: "Then buy two boards of Yakult."

Yuejian Li Hongying: "..."

Why Drink Lactobacillus Beverages in Bars?Can you bring your own drinks at the bar?

He tried very hard to swallow the truth that might spoil the atmosphere, and gave an affirmative answer: "Yes."

"Then make an appointment, and we won't drink anymore." Osamu Dazai smiled and stretched out his little finger, and asked jokingly, "Do you want to pull the hook?"

Yuejian Li Hongying squinted at him: "Are you a good son who urges the alcoholic father not to drink?"

Osamu Dazai protested, "Are you taking advantage of it casually?"

"It's as if I want to have another son at a young age." Yue Jianli Hongying complained, while stretching out her little finger, and perfunctorily pulled the hook with the other party, "Is this all right?"

"I don't really want to flirt with you." Osamu Dazai, who was completely treated like a child, said subtly.

After paying the bill, the two left Lupine.

Tsukimi Ri Hongying thought that Osamu Dazai was just talking for fun, but he really clamored to go to the nearby supermarket together, as if if he refused him, he would be like a three-year-old child cheating on his mother. Lying down on the ground, Sapo rolled until his request was satisfied.

In Yuejianli, Hongying had no choice but to surrender, and went to the supermarket to buy two boards of Yakult, one for each person, and he did not forget his original intention of quitting sugar, so he bought a low-sugar one for himself.

Finally, he took a plate of low-sugar Yakult and got on the JR back to Tokyo.

He didn't think about it, but he had to quit sugar and alcohol. Is this the middle-aged life of a diabetic?

……

The most important issue of the opening permit has finally come to an end, followed by the re-election of the senior management of the director department.

Since Gojo Satoru confidently stated that such trivial matters should be left to him, Tsukimi Ri Hongying did not participate too much in this matter, and he once again retreated from the front of the scene to the back of the scene, as long as he saw the final result.

If it wasn't for the wrong gender, the term "listening behind the curtain" could be applied to him.

In order to avoid the internal handover chaos caused by the big change of blood, Hongying Yuejian specially emphasized in the proposal that only half of the elections will be re-elected at a time, and the high-level executives who were replaced this time are sorted according to the Roman alphabet.

But this does not mean that Wujo Gojo can replace all the vacant positions with his own people, not to mention the reaction of Zenyuan and Kamo, the most important thing is that he does not have so many available manpower.

But it's not a big problem, it just allows him to implement his educational policy.

Therefore, after the nomination and voting, the number of high-level positions was officially finalized, including representatives from the three royal families, ordinary magicians with no background, and former high-level people who had been replaced.

Among them, the reformists only accounted for a small group, but it is a good thing to be able to bring up a few new faces.

Yuejian Li Hongying reckoned that with one or two more re-elections, the proportion of the various factions within the top management would stabilize.

As for whether it can continue to be stable in the future, it depends on Wujo Wu. He doesn't have the energy to deal with so many trivial matters.

It is already January when these new high-level officials take office.So far, the plan to overthrow the magic world has been going on for almost a year.

This step of the high-level change of blood went very smoothly. After gradually gaining a foothold, he felt that he could start the next step, which was to break the closed status quo of the magic world.

Therefore, it was rare for Yuejianli Hongying to take the initiative to call Taneda Shantouhuo.

"Oh, isn't this Hongying?" As soon as he heard the familiar boy's voice, Tan Tianshantouhuo knew that he could start a new action, and he immediately switched to the mode of laughing, "Do you have any good ideas?"

In Yuejian, Hongying was too lazy to talk nonsense, and went straight to the topic: "Mr. Gengtian, I plan to let the conjurer take the civil servant exam."

Tan Tian Shantouhuo: "?"