My undercover organization eats jujube pills

I'm sorry Odasaku, I couldn't help being moved by Nakahara Nakaya's very masculine behavior.

Like the majority of ordinary girls, I certainly had longings for the attribute of overbearing.

——But thanks to Accelerator, he helped me reshape my understanding of the word domineering, and I no longer have any expectations for characters like domineering presidents.

But... how should I put it, at this moment, when leaning in his arms, I can clearly hear the sound of his heart beating in his chest, and I can feel at ease because of it.I could feel the teenager's strong desire to protect.

Even Sen Leng's voice has a touch that can make me hot and burn, as if the flame starts to burn from the fingertips and extends to the heart.I was protected for the first time, and it felt wonderfully subtle, contented and slightly ashamed.

Nakahara Chuya is obviously quite innocent and shy. A girl's ears will be red when she says a few words of praise, but at certain special times, she will burst out with such a strong aura.

I've never felt this kind of feeling of being protected by others - when I was in Academy City, no one dared to say that they could protect a superpower. As for Accelerator... He hasn't protected me yet, it's better Say, is this guy really going to protect me?It's fine if he doesn't step on me backhanded, right?

The lustful Sasaki probably didn't expect that Nakahara Nakahara rejected him so cleanly because she was just an insignificant woman.The expression on Sasaki's face gradually became stiff, and his skin began to twitch and wrinkle together, looking very ugly and wretched.

And this person is obviously a model of bullying and fearing strength, and he doesn't dare to offend Zhongye in the Central Plains just because of a woman.

Sasaki then put on a very ugly smile, with a flattering smile forced out of his face: "Since Mr. Zhongyuan has a special liking for this lady, I don't want to win her love with a knife."

Although the man said so, I saw that his arms around the two beauties were ruthlessly pinching their fair and delicate skins, and the force of pinching had already left bluish-purple marks.

The woman who accompanied the wine did not dare to make a sound even in pain, enduring the pain and maintaining a perfect smile.

Pooh, what kind of shit and scum is this?Still talking about business with this kind of person, I'm afraid I'll lose all my money.

I turned sideways to Sasaki, he couldn't see my expression clearly, so I rolled my eyes at Sasaki in front of Nakahara Nakaya without any scruples.

"no next time."

Since Zhong Yuanzhong also said so, I didn't mean to be so thick-skinned as to lie in his arms all the time to take advantage of him.I obediently sat upright beside him, and decided to make a human-shaped background board as quiet as a chicken.

Sasaki and Nakahara finally started to get to the point.

When the two of them started talking about armies and fire and stuff, I didn't pay attention at all.

I'm not interested in these things, even if I know, I won't get any benefits, Hong Kong gangsters won't give me a share, and the supernatural secret service department won't give me a bonus, and I won't be able to help on such occasions. There is room for the younger sister to intervene.

That's why I've been wandering in the sky for a long time... It can't be said that I'm wandering in the sky.Because Nakahara is next to me, not Osamu Dazai, and I don't worry about being discovered by Nakahara, so I have already started to use my super power quietly.

If the ability of air is used for perception, the scope of being able to use air can be expanded to a great extent.

When I perceive carefully, I need to maintain a high degree of concentration. When the plane is extended, there is no movement, so I plan to change the direction and explore down.

——I didn't expect this third-rate gangster to be so courageous.

Probably this leader also knows the truth about the darkness under the lights. The underground prison used for human trafficking is actually located underground in this nightclub.The human body has biological currents and temperature. I can feel the heat from the human body densely packed underground in the nightclub.

I can't count how many people were there.

This may not be as simple as human trafficking. You must know that there are many valuable things on people.For example - various organs in the human body.This so-called third-rate gang is probably not only engaged in human trafficking, but also engaged in such disgusting things as private organ trading.

Since they are all gangsters, then I am not afraid to speculate on them with the greatest malice in human nature. Since I dare to do such a dirty business, then of course I will further consider making the best use of everything and squeeze the last drop of value from these poor people. Ken give up.

I have no intention of being the savior and never intended to be.

I'm not a kind and good person, and I don't think I can save so many people. That would be a little too arrogant.

It's just to carry out the task, Osamu Dazai hopes that I can wipe out that gangster cleanly.There are many ways to destroy an organization, the simplest and most brutal of course is to take them all at once.

But this is Tokyo, the largest city in Japan, not Yokohama, where most of the land is controlled by the port mafia. I can't do anything reckless and kill.

Of course, it is impossible for me to kill casually in a crowded place like Shinjuku, let alone massacre hundreds of people at once.If I really did this, and got on something like "Tokyo Murderer", social news, etc., not to mention that Osamu Dazai might mess with me after I go back, the Supernatural Secret Service Division will go crazy first.

The farming chief will come to me with a knife!

Most importantly, this person will deduct my year-end bonus and salary.

Money is everything, I am a poor man, I can bend my waist for five buckets of rice——

So don't mess around.

I just need to find out where the leader is. As for the group of people in the basement——I won't show up, and I don't intend to accept their gratitude, because I just do it by hand, and I don't think it's a big favor.

I'll just let them escape, not help them, at most give Bourbon a call.

I thought about it, isn't Bourbon a member of the police?It would be better for him to notify the police department. It would be inappropriate for me, a current mafia member, to call the police.

If the Hong Kong gangsters knew that I had called the police, they would probably think that I had lost face to their mafia.

I don't know if it's because I was too unlucky to roll over the car today, so God finally let luck favor me this time.

The leader of this third-rate gang actually threw himself into the trap and also came to this private room.This man is a white-haired, pot-bellied grandfather.

Yes, it is the kind of wretched old man who is disrespectful. He is more extreme than that Sasaki. While hugging a beautiful woman, two beauties kneel down to give him his legs. This kind of waste of social resources is simply unconscionable. !

By observing words and demeanor, I roughly understood the status in this private room. Nakahara is also greater than Sasaki, and Sasaki is greater than that unknown wretched old man.

From this point of view, as the aid, dating, and sister who fell in love at first sight in the Central Plains, I seem to have a lot of status, and I am expected to become the "favored mistress of the future cadres of the port mafia" in the eyes of these two lustful people.

Thinking about it carefully, they are a third-rate gangster after all, and they have played the banner of the port mafia before, so the leader is guilty now, and it is only natural to come to accompany the guests to please them.

But this is just convenient for me, lest I look like a headless chicken to find where their leader is.But now, I just need to kill him quietly.

I thought I had no tacit understanding with Zhong Yuanzhong, so under the cover of his black windbreaker, I stretched out my hand and gently squeezed his palm and knuckle fingers.

... No, I said that Zhong Yuanzhong's reaction was too innocent, I just squeezed his hand twice, and I just watched his ears gradually turn red.

Fortunately, his red ears are not obvious under the cover of his hair and black top hat-although I don't understand why he still wears a hat indoors, isn't this the same as the reason why he is not tall when holding an umbrella indoors?

Nakahara also turned his head and stared at me with eyes full of reprimands for my sexual harassment.

I think I'm innocent, and I didn't intend to harass him - although Nakahara Chuya's hand is quite easy to touch.

My eyes glanced at that wretched old man with white hair, and I desperately hinted at him.Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned for a few seconds, and then he roughly understood that this was my mission goal. He lowered his eyes and nodded slightly at me to show that he understood.

I breathed a sigh of relief, with the cooperation of Chuya Zhongyuan, this matter will be much easier to handle.

***

The current situation is that Zhongyuan Zhongye and I are alone in the same room.

Embarrassingly, this is clearly a couples suite.It was still a suite, and as soon as you entered the door, the scent of roses and incense on the shoe cabinet wafted out, and the entire suite was filled with the scent of roses.

Because of the power of the air, I am quite sensitive to the smell. The smell of the mixture made by this artificial flavor is a bit pungent to me, which makes me feel a little physiologically uncomfortable.

The design of the bedroom is even more wonderful.

The bathtub and the bed are actually in the same room, and there is no gap between the bathtub. I don’t know what kind of weird French romance the designer wants to create.Four Roman columns stand around the bathtub, covered with white gauze curtains.

The bed is in the shape of a huge heart. It’s ambiguous anyway. The soft bed is covered with red rose petals. I saw a whole box of contraceptives, pregnancy, and condoms on the bedside table. Even the lighting in the bedroom is ambiguous. pink.

... Should I thank them for being so considerate?The old man looked very understanding.

Zhong Yuanzhong also obviously had nothing to say about such a room. He looked around the structure of the suite, and then looked at me, "So, you sleep on the bed, and I sleep on the sofa."

"No," I had expected it a long time ago, "No need, Mr. Nakaya, you can go to bed, don't worry about me."

"It's impossible for me to let you sleep on the sofa as a girl." He frowned, and after thinking for a second, he didn't know what to think, and looked at me with disbelieving eyes, "Or...do you want to sleep on the sofa?" Sleep in the same bed as me?"

I was stunned, I couldn't keep up with Nakahara Chuya's brain circuit for a while: "Huh?"

Nakahara Chuya's face was a bit embarrassed, but he still held back the heat on his face and began to preach to me: "You are still young... Besides, it is a bit inappropriate for us to do this. Although I know you like me, this is not the case. What a good thing..."

"I, I didn't mean that!" I quickly waved my hand to clarify to Zhongya Nakahara, "I'm going to finish this task at night, so I'm not in the room, and you don't need to sleep on the sofa."

Nakahara fell silent after listening to my explanation.

I guess it may be that what he said after the misunderstanding just now made him feel embarrassed.

Zhong Yuan lowered the brim of his hat to hide the expression on his face, turned around and entered the bedroom without saying a word.

Ah, Nakahara Chuya is too easily shy.

I covered my mouth and suppressed a smile.

I was just about to set off to finish off that bad old man, and after taking two steps, I found that I was still wearing high heels and the long white dress with a back and legs that the nightclub lent me.

Right now I don't seem to be able to get any clothes, and it seems a little immoral to pick up other people's clothes. I don't want to let other girls lie naked on the street.

I took a few steps back and carefully knocked on the bedroom door.

"Mr. Chuya?" I called him in a low voice.

"What are you doing?" His tone was not very good, and he might still remember the embarrassing moment just now.

"Well, I have something, I want to ask you to help..."

"……Come in."

I breathed a sigh of relief, unscrewed the handle and walked in, then closed the door obediently.

"What are you going to do?" The windbreaker that Zhongyuan Zhong also took off was placed on the big heart-shaped bed, and the rose petals that originally covered the entire bed were swept on the carpet and gathered into a small pile.

Sure enough, a straight man like Zhongyuan Zhongye would not feel romantic, let alone understand the hotel's routine, maybe he would only think that this thing is too gaudy and annoying.

I pondered for a while, then said cautiously, "I want to borrow a piece of clothing from you."

Zhongyuan Zhongyuan's expression was confused.He didn't react until later, and suddenly showed doubts in his eyes.

"That's not what I meant. I want to borrow your windbreaker to wear, can I?"

He frowned and looked at me suspiciously: "What are you borrowing my clothes for?"

"I'm going out on a mission, so it's impossible to wear this backless dress, right? It's inconvenient to move around." I tugged at the long skirt, "And I don't have the habit of showing my body to others."

"Yeah." He glanced at the long white dress I was wearing and agreed, "You'd better not wear this kind of clothes in the future. As a girl, you must know how to protect yourself."

...No, I think the ones who need to worry about it are the ones who try to make up my mind, right?

"I'm not young anymore, I'm already 14 years old, only two years younger than you, Mr. Chuya!" I plausibly said, "I will be married in two years."

Zhongyuanzhong also seems to hate my death without repentance.

He picked up the black windbreaker on the bed and threw it at me. The black windbreaker fell on me, and the wide cloth covered my head and half of my body.I pulled off Chuya Nakahara's black trench coat and hugged it in my arms.

His body heat and the scent of cedar still linger on the clothes.

"Yayoi," Chuya Nakahara stopped me, "Be careful."

I froze for a moment, then showed him a bright smile.

"of course."

***

I cut the long white dress short so that it was just long enough to cover my knees without getting in the way.

As for the black windbreaker, I didn’t just put it on my body like Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai. After all, not everyone can make a windbreaker blow a level 502 typhoon like Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai as if they used [-] They can't be scraped away.

I didn't choose to go through the front door.The outside of the corridor is full of surveillance, and it is easy to be photographed.And there is a window in this suite that just happens to lead to the room of the wretched old man-this old guy is probably having fun with four beauties now.

This old man is really old and strong.

With my ability, it is actually very easy to find that wretched old man, not to mention that I have seen him before, and I also remember the unbearable smell of old age on him.

Following this line, I can find its trace in no time.

I went to the French window of the living room and opened it, and the late night wind leaked in through the window.I buttoned up a few buttons on the black windbreaker to ensure that the clothes would not be blown away suddenly.

I turned over, stood on the railing of the balcony and looked down. After estimating the height and the speed of the fall, I jumped down without hesitation.

The strong airflow lifted my braided hair during the rapid fall, and the loose blond hair was lifted up, even the windbreaker and the inner white skirt were no exception. I pressed the skirt and counted silently in my heart.

When I reached the target floor, I used air as a buffer and slowly stopped in mid-air.As long as I control the airflow formed by the air, I can fly.

The place where I stopped happened to be the old man's window.I didn't go in directly, but stuck to the outside of the wall, listening carefully to the movement in the room.

Well, my excellent hearing tells me that he is playing a 5P battle with those four beauties in the room, and I can hear the unbearable sound in the room from here.Even if this old man is a pervert, he wouldn't let other people be present when he was doing business.

If you think about it this way, there should be no one else in this suite.

It's just late at night, and I'm wearing a black trench coat that blends in with the dark walls of the hotel, basically no one can spot me.I leaned my back against the wall and silently began to quickly form a model of the house in my mind to determine the precise location of the wretched old man.

After confirming, I turned around and let the window slightly open a small crack.When I was in the suite earlier, I dug around and found some silver pins for mending.

Originally, I could just let him die quietly because of his love affair, but what Osamu Dazai wants is that this third-rate gangster will panic because of being retaliated. As for his next plan-it's none of my business.

Killing this person and pretending to be my supernatural ability can be as simple as using a needle.As long as you grasp it well, you can send him to heaven with just a single needle.

I positioned and calculated my direction to make sure I could penetrate his temple with one blow.

I squinted my eyes, the short silver needle was spinning at high speed, and the airflow accelerated to push the silver needle into the vital place. As long as I master the method, the silver needle can also be a more deadly weapon than a bullet.

Facts have proved that my aim is still good, the silver needle hit exactly where I wanted him to hit, pierced directly through his temple, penetrated his brain and then shot out from the other side, and finally the silver needle was shot because of its speed. Too fast and deeply nailed into the wall.

I watched the old man twitch a few times on the bed, and his body gradually became immobile.His pupils dilated and his eyes gradually lost their luster.

Goal solved.

he died.

I quietly started going straight to the roof, ignoring the screams of women coming from that room.

I went straight to the roof.I'm standing on the railing of the roof terrace.This building is very tall, and I can overlook the night view of Tokyo from here

This place is still in the red light district of Shinjuku, with neon lights flashing everywhere. Looking at the city from a distance, the lights are still brightly lit from far away, day and night.Even at night.The enthusiasm of the city has never faded.

It is now in late autumn.The wind carried the coolness of soaking in water, making the exposed calf icy cold.

I took out the special mobile phone I used to communicate with Bourbon from my pocket, opened the dial pad of the mobile phone, and pressed the number I knew by heart.The ding-ding-dong-dong sound effect of keyboard input sounded in the dark night, intertwined with the rustling wind.

"Yayoi?"

Bourbon's sound is somewhat distorted in the current.

"It's so late, what's the matter?"

I cut to the chase, "Do you remember the mission I told you about earlier?"

"Yes. Do you need my help?"

"Well," I thought for a while, "is it barely enough? That's how it is. Yokohama sent me to kill the leader of a third-rate gangster, but after I went deep into the enemy's camp, I found that the gangster was not only doing human trafficking, There also appears to be organ trafficking involved, and the majority of the victims are women."

"Are you sure?" I heard Bourbon's voice becoming visibly serious.

"I'm sure." I answered him seriously, "So I need your help."

"how do you want to do it?"

"I don't intend to be a savior, and I'm not interested. I'll go and release those people they control. For the rest, I may have to trouble you to notify the Metropolitan Police Department in Tokyo to help."

"no problem."

After getting Bourbon's confirmed answer, I reported an address to him: "It's in the red light district. I will send you the detailed address later. According to my speed, they will be released in about 10 minutes, the police The people in the hall better arrive sooner."

I hang up the call.

I recalled the information that Osamu Dazai had shown me, the third-rate gangster didn't seem to have the appearance of this superhuman.Of course, even if there were, they wouldn't be able to beat me. They can only say that they came up to give me the head.

Now that I already know where the prisoner is being held, if I break in and fight, it might not even take 5 minutes to deal with this gang of mobs.

Now I have no fluctuations in my heart and even feel a little bored. I looked at this height and happily planned to take another leap of faith to feel the happiness brought by free fall.

Because it's awesome, so I didn't plan to do any stealth.Along the way, I knocked out one pair, and knocked out another pair when I came. This is the simplest and rude way, and I directly entered the place where the prisoners were held.

As for the keys, I don't need them, of course, but those who get caught presumably do.

I was too lazy to make such trouble, so I blasted open the heavy door cleanly.With a bang, the heavily packed door collapsed, revealing the detainees inside.These people were kept in cages and locked up. It was very troublesome for me to rescue them one by one.

I searched among the people knocked out by me on both sides of the gate, and found the electronic card and key that could be used to unlock it.

In order to prevent my identity from being exposed, when I did these things, I covered my face with the fabric torn from the long skirt, and even my hair was wrapped in white cloth strips. Only a pair of eyes and calves were exposed from the whole body.

I threw what I found to unlock it directly into the cage closest to me, and the rest... it was up to them to fend for themselves.

Anyway, all the guards along the way were knocked unconscious by me, and I couldn't wake up for a while.If I've gone this far and they still can't escape, then I'm sorry, I can only say that they deserve to be caught.

Weakness is the original sin.

mission completed.I stood where I was and stretched. I went back the way I came, and opened the window familiarly, and entered the apartment that I also opened with me in Zhongyuanzhong.I didn't intend to go into the bedroom to disturb Nakahara Chuya, so I curled up on the sofa and slept for a night.

Maybe it was due to the exhaustion of my energy after completing the task. I fell asleep very quickly at night, and fell asleep in a daze within a short time.

Half asleep and half awake, it seemed that someone had covered me with a quilt.

Early the next morning, a person in a black suit and black sunglasses knocked on our door. His attitude looked polite but his tone was quite tough, and he asked us what we were doing last night with a cold face.

Fortunately, I was well prepared and used lipstick to mark some very indescribable marks on my body.

I was wearing a bathrobe provided by the hotel. When these tool people came to ask, I put on a graceful posture, pretending to be weak and leaning against Nakahara Chuya, exposing my shoulders and collarbone intentionally or unintentionally. Indescribable traces of lipstick.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked impatiently at the big, stupid tool man who came up to ask, and his tone was very unfriendly, "Are you going to take care of the guests' private affairs now? During this period of time, you have become more and more courageous. big."

The tool man in Hei Xi Hei Sunglasses is not blind, of course he noticed the dots and spots on my body.After Zhongyuan Zhongyuan said that, the tool man immediately changed his face and bowed 90 degrees to apologize to Zhongyuan Zhongye.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Zhongyuan! It's our negligence. We won't disturb you anymore. Let's leave now."

Huh—these people have pretty much fooled it.

"Mr. Chuya, is there anything else going on?"

"I should go straight back to Yokohama. What about you?"

I slowly raised my head to look at him, showing a flattering smile, "Mr. Chuya, in fact, I rarely come to this big city, and I want to stay here for a while."

"Just stay a little longer! Can I trouble you not to tell Mr. Dazai after you go back?"

Of course, I know that what I said was in vain.Osamu Dazai would know for sure.Of course I don't expect Chuya Nakahara to be able to fool Osamu Dazai successfully.

It's inexplicable, I just raised it to the point that even if Osamu Dazai knew about it, he wouldn't say anything.

And Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to be defeated by my country girl version of the seat, raised his hand and knocked on my head, and then let me go.

"You girls are trouble."

***

For some reason, Bourbon fell into a suspicious silence at the first glance of me.

He stared at me with a complex expression, and said earnestly, "You're still a little girl..."

What does he want to say with such a hesitant expression?

I was dumbfounded.

"That's right." He gritted his teeth, "Let's talk about that kind of thing after you are at least 16 years old. You are still too young, it is not good for your health."

"Also..." His expression became obviously cold, "Which scumbag is that man who lied to you?"

I didn't quite understand what Bourbon meant, and looked at him with question marks all over my face.

Bourbon was so distressed that he pointed at my neck and collarbone.

I froze for a second, then reacted immediately, and looked down at the traces of lipstick that hadn't been cleaned off my neck and collarbone.

And now I'm wearing a round neck top and cropped jeans that show off my ankles that Zhongyuan Zhongye ordered the people over there to run errands to buy for me.

After I understood what Bourbon meant, I sighed helplessly: "What are you thinking? It's just a mission requirement, you think too much."

"What mission requires you to sell yourself? Yayoi, this kind of organization can't stay longer." He obviously had doubts about the character of the members of the port mafia. "

"Are you mistaken? When I am a member of this kind of mafia, I don't have any character at all. They are all gangsters. What's the big deal?"

No, not really, you are thinking too much.

I took out a tissue, and looked in the mirror to carefully remove the suspicious traces made by lipstick.After watching the whole process of cleaning up my traces, Bourbon was slightly relieved.

"I said it's fake, it's used for camouflage. So what's going on in your mind?" I looked at him contemptuously, "The world of adults is really dirty."

"You—" Bourbon choked up, probably because I was angry, "I'm always worried about you, brat!"

"Okay, okay," I changed my words smoothly immediately, "Thank you my dad for caring about me."

"I don't have a daughter like you who doesn't look like me."

"Bah! Don't ask me if I'd like to father a nigger like you."

"Okay, you want to rebel?"

After I ended my daily confrontation with Bourbon, I honestly explained the whole process to him.

He didn't comment after listening, but just patted me on the shoulder and told me the very sad news - "Gin Jiu knows you're back."

I faintly had a bad premonition.

"Then, he wants to see you."

"Oh shit."

I had a bad premonition, and I was so angry that I cursed my mother bitterly in my heart.

"The good news is that it's not just gin to see you, but also Belmode and vodka."

I understand, this co-authorship means to hold three joint trials.

"...What kind of good news is this?"

"Well, there is more." Bourbon continued to reveal to me, "It's mainly about the mission you got the codename last time and went to the port mafia to perform. The boss wants to know how your progress is."

I fell into silence.

It's not that I don't want to do it, it's just that Mori Ogai's fetish, pedophile, and obsessive person has no interest in overage people like me. Can I blame me for this?

Alas, wage earners are really tired.

On this sad morning, I feel that the road to social animals is extremely difficult.

I'm just a teenage girl.Why put me through this adult pain?Am I thinking of working four jobs at once?Did you know that Mission: Impossible, Impossible is also very tiring!

It's kind of me not to ask the Supernatural Secret Service Division to pay me for mental damage!

***

I was mentally prepared, and then reluctantly asked Bourbon to tell me the specific address to meet.

I don't know where they chose randomly or a fixed base, but the meeting place is in a private room of a bar.

When I went in, Belmode was already drinking wine and waiting there.When she saw me coming in, the expression on her face became vivid immediately.

Belmode was wearing a tight leather jacket, with blond hair and red lips.She pushed the wine on the table in front of me, and I took a look. This is Margaux—my code name.

I didn't answer: "I'm underage, I can't drink alcohol."

"……Are you serious?"

"No, I'm just kidding." I shrugged, picked up the glass of translucent Margaux, and looked at Belmode warily before drinking it, "You don't think you've added anything to it, do you? Could it be poison or something?"

Belmode was silent for a second, and then a charming smile appeared on his delicately made-up face, "Guess what? Little girl."

"I guess you didn't." I took a sip of the Margaux Belmode gave me.

Margaux is not a very stimulating wine, and the mellow aroma of the wine also has a fruity aroma.I take Margaux as a delicious fruity drink, and I drank it down after a few sips.

"The wine of Margaux is the same as yours," Belmode smiled playfully, "it tastes like a child's."

Before the gin came, I was in a daze and bored by myself, so I decided to say a few more words to Belmode to relax, "I saw you shooting a swimsuit magazine in the United States a few days ago, and in a blink of an eye you I'm back."

Belmode made a gesture to me, and then raised an index finger to her lips, with a mysterious smile on her lips.

"It's a woman's secret, little girl."

You secretly have a hammer.

I am very speechless about Belmode's mysterious hypocrisy.

But before I could choke her, the gin and vodka came in.I immediately shut up and sat there as quietly as a chicken.

Belmode is not afraid of gin at all, he looks like he has no bones, lazily lying on the armrest of the sofa with a seductive smile on his face.

The big brother Gin is still the same, he doesn't cut his hair or bangs, but he doesn't know how many years he hasn't changed into this black suit despite his hat and black suit.

This brother Gin Jiu is really an honest man, and cut straight to the point, "Margaux, what is your mission?"

"Hmm..." I thought about my words, trying to make my fish-catching behavior more gorgeous, "I have made progress in the friendship with several cadre candidates. As for the goal... the goal is the leader. , but the leader is only interested in his young girl under the age of 12, I don’t think it’s useless to seduce me, right?”

"Oh?"

Belmode lazily interjected, the three of us were sitting upright, with such a boneless peerless beauty in the middle, it seemed that we went to the wrong set.She propped her chin up and carelessly curled the ends of her curly hair with her fingers.

"I heard that you had a great time over there. You wandered among the three men, coaxing them around. I didn't expect you to be so capable at such a young age. You didn't know the three men well. It’s pretty easy.”

The three men of your dreams! ! !

Damn, why do you want to persecute my reputation at the winery? ? ?

The author has something to say: more than 9000 words, rounded to ten thousand!

The timeline is relatively long, I'm going to start time-shifting Dafa (.)

I'm so sleepy when I write it

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Yayoi, a scumbag girl who has no reputation in Hong Kong and black, is about to be killed in a winery

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Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: Sleepiness 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

大尾巴狼30瓶；中也正面上我6瓶；白百5瓶；阿毛2瓶；云端辞、秋水一色、水阡墨隐、吧唧的李子1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!