Masayoshi Kishimoto got rid of the green tea and returned to the scattered table where he and Kyoko Fukada were. He picked up the champagne glass and swallowed it directly, which needed to be suppressed.

Tonight, I will encounter the rare "emergency" in the nightclub again. As he put down his empty glass and picked up the Ace of Spades champagne, he wondered if he would go out and buy a lottery ticket, or go to the pachinko shop to have a good time.

Masayoshi Kishimoto poured a glass of champagne into his empty glass, clearly feeling that there was not much wine in the bottle. SO, HE PUT DOWN THE 750ML BOTTLE AND SNAPPED HIS FINGERS AT THE WAITRESS.

The waitress immediately strode up to him, and before he could speak, Masayoshi Kishimoto shook the bottle of Ace of Spades champagne in his hand and preemptively said, "One more bottle." ”

The waitress suddenly had a smile on her face. She felt that she was so lucky tonight that she sold 2 bottles of Ace of Spades champagne in a row.

"Please wait, I'll be right here. The smile on the waitress's face changed from professional to genuine.

As soon as she turned around and left, Kyoko Fukada said embarrassedly: "It's too expensive!"

"You've given me a surprise. I have to thank you for this mascot. What's more, when you come out to play, you have to have fun. "Masayoshi Kishimoto doesn't care about money at all.

"You're the mascot. You've been to WC for too long, and I mistakenly thought you fell into the toilet. Kyoko Fukada saw his magnanimity and generosity from this.

As a woman, even if she didn't think about taking advantage of men, she hated and was afraid of meeting stingy men. Or, it's just spending a little money on you and thinking about what to get in return.

"I'm a hundred pounds, and with such a big person, the toilet will definitely not fall in. Even if you fall into it, it will only block the toilet. However, it is true that there is no paper. Kishimoto joked.

Before he could finish speaking, the waitress walked in front with a bottle of Ace of Spades champagne. Behind her colleagues, the fireworks were naturally lit by them and held in their hands.

This is not only to set off the atmosphere, but also to attract the attention of the rest of the audience, which can not only give face to the person who ordered the drink, but also stimulate others to spend more in the venue.

New fruit bowls and snacks were served again, and a loose table was piled up full. After the waitress put down the new bottle of Ace of Spades champagne, she didn't rush to make a swipe.

She presented the prepared VIP card to Masayoshi Kishimoto with both hands and said, "This is the VIP card of our Constellation Bar. In the future, whether you are alone or with a few friends, you can enter without queuing. ”

Masayoshi Kishimoto accepted the VIP card of the constellation. For this reason, he did not have the slightest bit of strangeness. No matter where you are, as long as you spend a set amount at once, you can get a VIP card.

Subsequently, the waitress swiped the credit card he had handed over to a POS machine. Masayoshi Kishimoto made another signature on the receipt.

The waitress led her colleagues to him again and said in unison, "I wish you a pleasant evening at the Constellation Bar." ”

After speaking, they turned and left. Masayoshi Kishimoto picked up the wine bottle and added wine to Kyoko Fukada's wine glass and said, "You can take the VIP card!"

"Why, don't you want to? Kyoko Fukada was a little surprised. Of course, she knows that there is no need to queue up to bring friends into such an occasion, it is a very face-saving thing.

"What is there to regret. If you want one more, it's nothing more than to open 2 more bottles of Ace of Spades Champagne. Kishimoto understated it.

"You're not drunk! A bottle of golden Ace of Spade Champagne in such a place would cost hundreds of thousands of yen, to say the least!

If you open two bottles, even if you give a million yen, you're basically giving a complete account here. Kyoko Fukada has a saying.

"Money, paper, earning, spending, not to mention, haven't you run out yet? At that time, I will send you off. Kishimoto said disapprovingly.

Kyoko Fukada really saw from the other party a perception of money like dung, rather than the wealth of the nouveau riche.

From ancient times to the present, talented people, elegant people, crazy births, but all men who have a side in this aspect have a kind of detachment in the treatment of money. In the eyes of ordinary people, if you have money, you spend it indiscriminately.

Even if they don't have money, they can still maintain a kind of prestige. Didn't the ancient geniuses who wrote lyrics for prostitutes in the past often be offered pillow seats by prostitutes?

Of course, there is also a vanished Osamu Dazai, and the same is true. If he doesn't have money, he still goes to a high-end club, and generously says that he has no money, and even takes the initiative to call the wine girl who is good with him to commit suicide together.

At the same time, Kishimoto knows better than she that he is not a moral model, and he does not want to go down that path. The reason why he has such a side is that he is still a young man.

Yasunari Kawabata, who disappeared in Japan, also wrote "Sleeping Beauty", which is regarded as a pervert of the old man, and it is also the one that he likes the most, far surpassing the Nobel Prize for Literature "Ancient Capital", "A Thousand Paper Cranes", and "Snow Country".

Márquez, a world-class literary master, was inspired by "The Sleeping Beauty" and wrote "Memoirs of a Bitter Prostitute". In fact, as far as the content of the book is concerned, changing the title to "Memoirs of an Old Prostitute" is the most appropriate title.

Thinking of this, Masayoshi Kishimoto couldn't help but smile in his heart, if he could live to be ninety years old, wouldn't he find a fourteen-year-old virgin to celebrate his birthday?

Even if he is still alive, whether he can still be strong and strong is a big question? If there is such a day, he can only touch less and touch more.

American Capote, famous for "Tiffany's Breakfast", later adapted by Audrey?? Hepburn starred in the film of the same name, and the documentary "In Cold Blood" that established his place in American literary history.

As far as a person like him evaluates himself before he dies, I'm an alcoholic. I'm a drug addict. I'm gay. I'm a genius. Even so, I can still be a human saint.

Sartre, who won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1964, had many lovers. It is said that what he is best at is to tease a woman's ear hair and stroke her neck, so that the other party has a special feeling, just like the special feeling that the Empress Dowager Cixi had when she was combed by Li Lianying.

Even in China, which is repressed by all kinds of sexuality, everyone's Mao Dun also wrote a perverted "Threesome" by women. That's why later he fell in love with some of the popular ones of Murakami Ryu.

In the minds of some people, what they like is all forms of perversion, while he sees them as different manifestations of human nature pushed to extremes.