Human tiger means that the tiger's needle does not poke

Time washed away the sand and stones in the long river, and someone in the crystal clear stream picked up the pink tenderness hanging from the branches of Yae Sakura.

The layers of petals are shallow and thin, as if the juice can be squeezed out by light twisting, but some people are very gentle with it.

A man with a slender waist cherishes the shoes his lover bought for him, so he takes them off by the stream.

On a certain afternoon in the turbulent spring, the sun kissed his lover who had been tired all day for him, and he watched the cherry blossoms dancing in the courtyard and competed with the sun for favor.

He kissed the man's dry and generous palm prints, he lightly touched the man's closed eyelids, and he was intoxicated with the lover in his dream like a breeze.

He was addicted to his lips, so he moved over and over to trace the shape of his lips.

"Can't taste the tongue."

The man who had faded from his youthfulness and shyness was so sad that he had no choice but to walk to a luxuriant double cherry tree for his lover.

Nakajima Atsushi slipped out of Knotaba Yuhito's embrace one day five months ago.

He half bent over in front of a clear stream, waiting for the falling cherry blossom petals.The spring day was bright, and he picked up one after another single-petal cherry blossoms and washed them in the sweet and cool water.

Wash away the hotness of spring, wash away the dust, and leave the lines of ironing on the fingertips.

"After Yuren became an adult, I invited Yuren to drink the real cherry blossom bar."

"Is it agreed?"

"It's agreed."

Before the grand and splendid fireworks display, they strolled on the platform of the station with the sweetness of the ambiguous period.

What broke their chat was a glass of bubbling sakura-pink sake, and a short cherry blossom could just as easily be folded off for decoration.

The clear aroma of wine wafted in the air, piercing Nakajima Atsushi's heart.

The eyes of the big boy he likes are shining, as if some rare treasure has attracted all his attention.

He wanted to monopolize that persistent and fiery gaze, so he pulled him away.

He didn't want to see those peach-blossom eyes sweeping through the wind and sand, so he exchanged the money and gently took away the wine-colored cherry branch.

Atsushi Nakajima put the flower branch under the nose of the person he likes, satisfying his strong desire to know about cherry blossom wine.

The 18-year-old promise is only two springs, summers, autumns and winters and it's time to fulfill it.

The double-blossom cherry blossoms with strong floral fragrance are washed and packed in a long transparent glass bottle.

Atsushi Nakajima carefully paid attention to the amount of soft white sugar, and introduced the white wine prepared in advance, and then watched the petals being baptized by alcohol.

First, it is sealed for two months, and when the time is right, Atsushi Nakajima replaces it with another beautiful bottle, and filters the freshly soaked primary product.

After another three months of bitter soaking, Atsushi Nakajima sprinkled the last crushed rock sugar, and officially took out the finished product at the beginning of autumn.

It's an autumn barbecue with everyone from the Armed Detective Agency and the High School of Conjuration.

We chose a quiet and peaceful coast, and although the daytime is ordinary, the blue tears that sparkle at night can be seen.

"Wow, what a good thing Dunjun is?"

"Sakura wine, Mr. Dazai. I have prepared a lot of bottles, and the alcohol content is not very high, so don't worry about getting drunk."

Although there are many bottles, only one bottle is made by himself.

The temperature in early autumn was still hot, and Atsushi Nakajima wore a short shirt and carried his cherry blossom wine on his back and rolled it up in his hand.

"It's a good thing, Don-kun!"

As soon as the words fell, Gojo Satoru jumped out of nowhere and snatched Atsushi Nakajima's glass bottle.

"Mr. Gojo!"

"Look, the unscrupulous mentor and apprentice group is bullying the stupid tiger again."

Kagezaki Yarose, who was gnawing on a kebab, spoke inarticulately, Fukuro Megumi nodded.But when she saw that she was just watching the excitement, he quickly gave Kagezaki some water.

"Be careful, the knotweed has passed by."

"Really, I won't go to fight, right? That tendon has really gotten stronger and stronger in the past two years."

Nagasaki Wild Rose took a big sip of ice-cola, and halfway through speaking, she looked at Hui Fukui, who was covering her tightly.

"what happened?"

Fu Heihui felt that her eyes were strange, and she stopped drinking water.

"I heard that you also have eight-pack abs? Show me." As soon as he said that, he directly moved towards Fu Heihui.

"Kagizaki! Do you still look like a girl?"

"Don't talk nonsense! You know who usually goes to the women's bathroom better than anyone else!"

"Nagizaki!!!"

Knotaba Yuhito, who was wearing a half-open shirt, has grown taller, and under his fully open shirt is the tight muscles formed by exercise.

His arms have prominent biceps that show signs of overflowing when the arms are bent.

If it looked like he was a sunny A before, then now he is a fierce A who is full of aggressiveness.

His arms are very long, and he can snatch a glass bottle from Gojo Satoru's 1.9-meter height when he grabs Atsushi Nakajima's shoulder.

"Even Gojo-sensei and Dazai-san can't bully Atsushi."

"What, I really can't stand showing affection again."

"That's right, Wu-sang~"

"Zaijiang~"

"Ouch." x2

Unable to hear other people's words at all, Nakajima Atsushi can see Knotweed Yujin now.

The hormone between youth and adulthood blows into the tip of Atsushi Nakajima's nose in the sea breeze, which makes people feel dizzy.

Under the moonlight, Youruto's face was three-dimensional and deep, and the movement of picking up the glass bottle to peek was reflected in his eyes.

The light cherry blossom pink mixed with the silvery moonlight drifts away faintly, as if returning to that afternoon two years ago.

"Is this sakura wine? The one prepared by Aunt seems to be different from the ones I've seen before."

Yuzu Yuhito shook the bottle from side to side curiously, squeezing the bubbles of white foam that flew up and collided with the inner wall.

Atsushi Nakajima took the bottle with a smile and removed the cork that was sealed on it.

The fragrance mixed with the pungentness of the wine went straight to the nose, and Atsushi Nakajima sniffed the knotweed Yuhito wickedly.

"Cough cough cough."

"What a good boy, you can't smell a little wine."

The silver hair of the man with good-looking eyebrows was shining. Atsushi Nakajima walked to the barbecue table and took out two small wine glasses that he had prepared a long time ago.

The quilt engraved with English patterns was placed with ice cubes before, and it is still cool to the touch now.

"Try it?"

Atsushi Nakajima handed Yuzu Yuhito a cup, and pulled him to sit behind a large rock by the sea.

The moonlight flickered on the sparkling sea, and they leaned against the rough reef in thin clothes.

They drank spirit-boosting drinks, here they kissed each other's noses, they offered devotion to each other's souls.

There is a soft sandy beach under your feet, and the glass bottle falls to your feet when you kiss vigorously.

The mouth is full of cherry blossoms, and after the bitterness is filled, the sweetness of the sugar body is topped. It seems that what is entwined between the lips and teeth is not wine, but dew from the sky.

Nakajima Atsushi was almost forcing the knotweed Yuhito who could not drink to swallow.He handed him the delicacy in his mouth, and he pushed the muscular young man to the rock with the power of his supernatural power.

"Is it delicious? Yuren, the cherry blossom wine hides my love for you that afternoon, and I spent five months brewing it into wine."

"Like it? Your first glass of wine as an adult."

"Dun, Dun, Don likes, likes..."

Words are broken.

All disappear in the music of the waves beating.

Atsushi Nakajima clamped Knotaba Yuhito's shoulders, stroking his soft cheeks.

They are tiger beasts playing in the vast grasslands of the equator, but they overwhelm the blooming flowers everywhere.

The surrounding forests have already moved to change the scenery, leaving only the Yae cherry blossoms swaying in the breeze.

When they dyed each other with their own breath, they dived to the depths of the coastline again.

When the white waves rolled and lapped, seabirds sprinkled mistletoe from distant lands on the sea level.

The blue and churning waves are full of blue debris and tears, and the fish in the deep sea are swimming in the warm waters.

The moon falls from the inverted world and falls into the distant sea of ​​clouds where the air is thin.

The gaze of the stars bends the conservatism in the blood.

It is a strong wine aroma, people who smoke it don't know the north and south.

Atsushi Nakajima straightened Yuzu Yuhito's face, and fondled his little canine teeth.

They started a new journey two years later.

It's just that this time it's not clear where the end point will be.

I only know that the stars and the moon are bumping in the vastness of the universe, and the ships are wandering in the Milky Way.

But so what?

The journey is always so mysterious, and there are more magnificent blooms ahead.

Knotabagi Yuhito laughed, tears came out of the laugh, and he didn't know if it was stimulated by alcohol.

Anyway, in Atsushi Nakajima's view, they all carried the glorious spring of that afternoon, with his love and love wrapped up in him.

It turns out that the first glass of wine in adulthood can taste like cherry blossoms.

"Yuren, are you tired?"

"No, I ate a lot of meat just now. Of course I can eat more now."

They whispered intimately, and gradually they could no longer be heard.

The waves roared and roared, drowning the streams hidden behind the clouds.

"Dun, liking can turn into love, right?"

"As long as I like you deeply enough, like now, I love Youren..."

The author has something to say:

Stream of consciousness, stream of consciousness, understand everything!

Hey, Shuanghu's episode is complete, thank you for watching this!

(Deleted a lot, jj is really strict)

The last one is Yuanhe's