Breakup Master Practice Manual [Comprehensive]

Dim speakeasy—

Behind the bar, a man in a high-necked suit covered in black smoke quietly mixed fruit wine.

Mihai Riho sat on the high stool cautiously, and the dead handle wooden hanger next to him had already taken off his coat, and the black T-shirt inside made his slender figure look sickly.

After a while, Hei Wu put the mixed fruit wine in front of the girl: "Please use it."

Yakai Riho, who had never drunk alcohol, carefully looked at the colorful fruit wine.

It shouldn't matter if you only drink a little.

As if seeing her worry, Hei Wu spoke again: "Please don't worry, this mixed fruit wine has a very low alcohol content."

Sigang Muhang impatiently tapped the table with his index finger: "Hey, Heiwu, bring her a glass of milk."

"No, don't bother." Yakai Riho took a sip.

Sweet and sour, the taste was a bit unaccustomed at first, but it is actually quite delicious.

"What have you been up to lately?" Sigang Mudiao looked at the girl with pleasing eyebrows, feeling less irritable.

"Well, it's about studies..." Riho Yakai said a lot of nonsense, relying on this out-of-school child.

Then the other party started to grab his skin again, and the side of his neck showed some scars from years of scratching.

Hearing the scratching sounds, Mikai Riho felt something was wrong, and finally couldn't help it: "Doesn't this hurt?"

The scratching movement stopped, those red eyes stared at her silently, then put down her hand very obediently: "Oh."

Looking at the extremely silent atmosphere, Hei Wu sighed, and started the conversation like an old father worried about his son's life-long event: "Xiongying's sports festival seems to be about to start."

Mihai Riho immediately answered: "Yes."

Then there is nothing.

Heiwu felt that he was facing two autistic children.

As if stimulated by the word 'Xiongying', Sigang Muhang couldn't help but wanted to scratch his neck again, but because of the girl in front of him, he forced himself to hold back, and his whole body exuded a sense of anxiety.

"Ah, Xiongying..." Sigangmu Hang murmured, "By the way, you are Xiongying's student."

As he spoke, he leaned forward and stared into the other person's eyes: "Are you going to participate in the Xiongying Sports Festival too?"

Yakai Riho leaned back a little, stretched out his hand and pushed the opponent's shoulder away: "No, I'm weak, so I didn't sign up."

Then he observed the young man's face and tentatively said, "Sit down."

So the other party sat back obediently.

It really feels cute.

Yakai Riho felt a little surprised.

She found that the dead handle wooden hanging was very obedient in such trivial matters.

how to say?

It's like raising a puppy. After giving her basic love and needs, the other party will obey her insignificant requests and orders very faithfully.

Although to him, being well-behaved might just be an appearance, Mihai Riho felt as if there was an invisible leash in his hand, controlling the other party.

"Why do you have to go to Xiongying?" Sigan Muhang muttered like a child who couldn't grow up, "I hate Xiongying, I hate heroes, Riho, wouldn't it be better to go to another school?"

"Why do you have to go to school after all?"

"It's obviously just an insignificant matter."

"Will you stay by my side?"

"Stay with me, Riho."

Mihai Riho: ...

How can you, a child out of school, have the confidence to think that you are more important than going to school! ?

"Don't be self-willed, hang on." Yakai Riho calmed down after drinking the fruit wine in the glass, "Xiongying is one of the top schools in the country, and I don't intend to become a hero."

In the plot, Mihai Riho does not know the real identity of the other party.

To her, the dead handle wood hanging is just a distant relative of the bar owner.

She puts down her glass.

"Sorry, it's getting late, I should go back almost."

"It's only eight o'clock." Sigang Muhang directly stretched out his hand to press the girl who got up, "Are you in such a hurry to go back?"

He tried to force a smile: "It doesn't matter if you stay with me again, anyway, I will let the black mist take you back soon."

Yakai Riho looked at the dead wood hanging who obviously didn't intend to let her go, and sat back with a blank expression.

After she sat down, Hei Wu, who was watching from the wall, handed her a glass of fruit wine in time.

Seeing that there were quite a few girls who were depressed and drinking fruit wine, Shigang Mudiao began to try to find a topic.

However, the other party was obviously absent-minded.

There seemed to be a cluster of flames burning in the bottom of his heart, and the inexplicable anxiety spread along the blood to his limbs and bones, making him almost uncontrollably wanting to destroy something.

Ah, what the hell... what happened?

Is she impatient with me?

His fingers curled up slightly involuntarily, and Sigang Muhang, who suddenly became quiet, said softly: "Hey, you..."

'Knock-knock--'

There was a knock on the door of the bar, and then the door was opened for convenience.

"Hey, I'm sorry to bother you, I'm here to pick up my children who played outside until they forgot the time."

With a slightly frivolous voice, a young man in a black windbreaker walked into the bar.

The other party looked harmless, even with a bandage on his forehead.

Yakai Riho looked at the young man at the door in shock.

However, the other party didn't look at her, but came to the side unhurriedly.

Facing the dead-faced wooden hanger whose face suddenly sank, he showed a brisk smile: "This is the child..." The hand that was also wrapped around the wrist fell on the shoulder of the girl who was looking up at him, "I will take it away first." gone."

"No problem, sir, the leader of the enemy alliance?"

"You bastard..." A malice erupted from Sigang Muhang's body, "Who is it?"

"Me?" The bandaged youth waved his hand with a smile, "I'm just an insignificant person."

"If you want to ask the name..."

"Dazai." He slowly opened his eyes, his smile unchanged, "My name is Dazai."

"It's really annoying, you bastard." Sigang Muhang's right hand suddenly grabbed at the opponent, "I'll kill you!"

Osamu Dazai exerted strength in his hands, and the right hand on Mihai Riho's shoulder hugged her and took a step back at the same time. He turned his head to avoid the attacking five fingers and stretched out his left hand to quickly clasp the opponent's wrist, mercilessly After breaking it, he kicked over: "It's really dangerous."

"Hanging!" Hei Mist looked at the dead wooden hanging that knocked open the table and chairs and hit the wall, and the black mist on his face floated excitedly.

"Ahem..." Shigangmu hung his broken right hand, covered his abdomen with the other hand and stood up slowly, his blood-red eyes filled with merciless killing intent, "It hurts so much, I'll kill you!" Kill you and kill you!"

At this time, a low voice came from the basically unused TV on the wall in front of outsiders——

"What are the cadres of Hong Kong and black doing here?"

"So, didn't you say it at the beginning?" Osamu Dazai said with a relaxed tone, "I'm just here to pick up playful children."

The TV on the other side with the still black screen seemed to think for a while, and then said, "Let him go."

"Why, teacher!" Shigaraki stared intently at the black-haired young man who was hugging Yakai Riho.

"Hang, be obedient."

Unquestionable order.

After a few seconds of silence, Sigang Muhang gritted his teeth and said obediently: "I understand."

"Then, let's go first."

Yakai Riho didn't say a word the whole time, and only then said: "Sorry, Hang, let's not meet again in the future."

Facing the dead handle wooden hanger that seemed to be digging her nails into the solid wood of the bar, perhaps the hand on her shoulder gave her courage, and she continued: "You were the enemy who attacked Xiongying in the USJ incident before."

"Ah, you got it." Sigang Muhang grinned, not hiding his malice, "That's why you are so strange today."

After finishing speaking, he said to himself as if affirming: "So that's the case, those hateful heroes..."

No, in fact, this is just a reason for breaking up.

However, Yakai Riho did not explain further, but turned and left.

When he arrived at the door, Osamu Dazai stopped as if he suddenly remembered, and turned his head to look at the dead wooden crane who was looking at them with a gloomy expression.

"By the way, friendly advice—"

Mihai Riho subconsciously wanted to look at the person beside her, but the strength on her shoulders suddenly increased, restraining her.

So he silently stared at the door and stopped moving.

The dark-haired young man's face was shrouded in the dim light of the bar, casting irregular shadows with indistinct light and shade.

"Next time, don't extend your hand too far, or it won't just be a broken hand."

The voice was slow and cold, and his eyes immersed in the darkness passed over the black-screen TV that had fallen silent.

"Various aspects."

When breathing the fresh air outside, Yakai Riho finally couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"Did you relax so soon?"

The hands on the shoulders were withdrawn.

"Rio is so reassuring about me..." Osamu Dazai put his hand back into his pocket and said casually, "It's really comforting. I thought Riho was afraid of me."

The half-breathed breath came to an abrupt end.

"But it's really amazing."

"Even the leader of the enemy alliance has a crush on Riho."

Yakai Riho suddenly coughed heart-piercingly.