The 3rd arrondissement of Saktin, the "Thorn Flower" tavern. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Maier followed Beaver and Stranzey through the noisy drinkers to the VIP room on the second floor. The private room had a dedicated counter and bartender, with Beamore sitting in the middle of the counter and Stranzie and Mel on either side of him.

"Three cups of Lertes, with lemon slices."

The upper-class Leiting people drank in a particular order, starting with sake with a sweet taste, followed by a strong sake with a mild taste, and then a normal strong sake and a strong liquor with a heavy taste. At the end of the meal, all alcoholic beverages must be removed from the table and replaced with dairy products, desserts, fruits and juices.

Upper-class Letting people should never get drunk at public banquets, because for them, the banquet is a place to talk about business, and getting drunk can make mistakes and affect personal reputation. But this time the banquet was a private party, so Beafort didn't let the bartender serve the wine according to the procedure of a public party, and ordered three glasses of strong wine with a high degree as soon as it came up.

After the two of them had taken their glass, Maier politely nodded to the bartender, then took his own. The bartender was surprised to see Mel's movements, and immediately returned the salute respectfully.

After taking the wine glass, Stranzie drank the wine directly from the glass, and let the glass fall heavily on the counter as if venting.

"One more drink!"

The bartender immediately grabbed the bottle in both hands and quickly poured Stranzie a full glass of wine.

"Hey, hey, why did you suddenly drink a rush drink?"

Beafort didn't look at Stranzie, and took a gentle sip from his glass.

"The Stranzie I know is not someone who would be so depressed that he wants to get drunk and escape from reality because of a dozen or twenty failures."

"You don't understand, Bifuer, you don't."

Stranzie picked up the glass, drank it again, and sighed heavily.

"I'm not depressed because of failure, no."

"What's that for? Lonely? ”

"Lonely?" Stranzie smiled bitterly, "Indeed, I am indeed lonely. ”

"If you're lonely, ignore that gamble! It's just a little bit of a loss, it's not a big deal. ”

Beavor turned his face to Stranzie, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"As for face, do you care?"

"yes, I don't care." Stranzie pushed the glass in front of the bartender, "One more drink." ”

He continued as the bartender poured Stranzie a drink.

"It's just a momentary win or loss, it's not a big deal."

"Then why are you so depressed?" Bifuel shrugged, "With what I know about you, if you are not depressed to a certain extent, you will not ask me for a drink." ”

Stranzie picked up the refilled glass, and instead of drinking it all in one gulp, he turned to look at Bifuel.

"Beafort, we're friends, aren't we?"

"Of course."

Beavor smiled slightly, then put his arm around Myer's shoulder without looking back.

"This guy is also absolutely reliable, just tell me anything!"

Stranzy looked at Maier with a tangled gaze for a few seconds, then drained the glass again, and exhaled heavily.

"Well, Bifuel, I trust your vision."

He held the glass in both hands, stared at it with his eyes, and didn't ask the bartender to pour him any more wine.

"Beafort, Maier, what do you think love is?"

Beamore and Maier looked at each other, and then Beamore spoke first.

"You have a fiancée, you can talk about it first."

"Uh...... Actually, I don't really understand it. Mel bit her lower lip, "It's hard to say, but I actually have four fiancées. ”

"Huh?!"

Beavor exclaimed, and Stranzie looked at him in shock.

"Four fiancées?!"

"Ah, that's right." Maier smiled bitterly, "There are very complicated reasons for this, and I can't explain it for a while. Actually, these four girls are very cute, and it's a shame to have me. ”

"Hey, hey, you're showing off!"

Beavor unceremoniously patted Mel on the back, grinning in pain.

"So what? Which of the four do you like the most? Is this the one who came to the academy with you? ”

Maier pondered for a few seconds, then shook his head heavily.

"It's not."

"Isn't it! Then why are you so nice to her? ”

"It's because I'm not the one I like the most, that I have to be better for her—that's what I thought."

"Oh! I see, you want a bowl of water to be even, rain and dew, right? ”

When Beauff grinned and put his arm around Mel's shoulder again, Stranzie looked at Mel with a little more approval.

"Meier, you're a good man, and I recognize you as a friend."

He put down his glass and held out his right hand to Myer. Maier was stunned for a moment before taking Stranzie's hand. He found that this handshake was completely different from the last time, and Stranzie shook hands much harder, and his gaze was no longer restrained.

After the two of them let go of their hands, Stranzie pushed the glass towards the bartender and asked him to pour another glass.

"How did you fall in love with that girl?"

Maier sorted out the language, and slightly processed the process of meeting and confirming the relationship between himself and Xiaoxiao, and told Stranzie and Bifour.

In the story, Xiaoxiao became the daughter of a large family, and the two met by chance when they saw a couple making out in the grove at the same time, and found each other. After that, the two became friends, and gradually developed a relationship where they could go to each other's homes to spend the night.

On a starry night, Xiaoxiao invites Mel to the roof to look at the stars, and what happens after that is no different from reality. After hearing Xiaoxiao's alternative confession to Myer, Beamore and Stranzie's mouths opened wide in shock, and the bartender's gaping mouth was able to stuff a goose egg.

“…… That's pretty much it. Maier shrugged his shoulders, "After that, as soon as I'm free, I'll have her in my head." After that, we were together, and when I was with her, I felt relaxed and happy, and I felt happy doing everything, even if I just thought of her, I felt sweet...... I think this should be love, right? ”

After Mel finished his story, the air fell silent for about half a minute. Stranzie swallowed a mouthful of saliva, leaned back in his chair, and looked up at the ceiling with a blank stare.

"Beafort, Maier, I seem to have fallen in love with Mentor Elite."

When Stranzie said this, Beavor was drinking, and Maier was moistening his throat with the drink. His words made the two of them squirt out all the wine in their mouths, and if it wasn't for the bartender hiding quickly, he would definitely be sprayed with alcohol on the upper body.

"Huh?!"

Beavor looked at Stranzy in disbelief, as if looking at a stranger he had just met.

"You can't have drunk too much, right?"

"No, there isn't." Stranzie slowly twisted his head to Beafol's side, "I'm sober. ”

"That's what drunken people say!"

"No, I'm really sober."

Stranzie sat up straight, picked up his glass, and drank it dry in one gulp.

"You've been drinking with me for so many years, when did you see me get drunk in the first place?"

"This time!"

"Accept it, Bilfour."

Stranzie put down his glass and pressed his hands on Bifuel's shoulders.

"I've accepted the reality, and you have to accept it."

"What kind of reality do you make me accept?"

"Accept the reality that I'm in love with Shata."

"Have you started calling Elite Mentor by name?!"

Bifur dropped his glass and pressed Stranzie's shoulders with both hands.

"Hey, hey, hey! Wake up! That's a 'no-** girl'! It's still your class teacher! She's thirty years older than you, to say the least! It's already an old woman! ”

"But I'm already in love with her." Stranzie looked at Bifol with a serious face, "I don't know when she suddenly became a part of my life. Her figure has always lingered in my mind, and whenever I think of her, I feel lonely and want to break all barriers to be with her. I often fantasize about what it would be like to be with her, and every time I fantasize about holding her in my arms, I feel like everything in the world doesn't exist anymore, and it's just me and her in the world...... It's the first time I've ever felt this way in my life, and it's not quite the same as what Mel said, but I'm sure it's love, and I'm already in love with Shata. ”

"Why?!" Beavor spread his hands in an exaggerated gesture, "This is not logical! ”

"There's no why, that's love!"

Stranzey's determined gaze made Befort shudder as if he had suddenly remembered something, and then his face turned pale as paper. He suddenly grabbed his glass and drank it down.

"I'm sorry, Stranzie, I'm sorry." He smiled wryly, "I'm not qualified to say anything about you...... Anyway, I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, I'll help you with this. ”

Stranger's sudden change in attitude surprised Stranzie. Based on his understanding of Bifuer, if he wants to gain the support of the other party, it must be a heated debate.

"Beafort ......"

"Don't say any more, and don't ask me why I did it...... Sorry, don't ask me why I said sorry...... I mean...... I don't know how to explain this yet...... Anyway, sorry, Stranzie. ”

Hearing these endless words, Stranzie frowned and asked vigilantly.

"Aren't you going to like Shata too?"

"It's not a joke!" Stranzie's words sent a shiver down the spine of Bilfour, "You think everyone has the same weird taste as you do?" If you accidentally fall in love with an old woman who is more than 30 years older than you? ”

When Bifuer said this, Wei Xu, who was far away in the twenty-ninth village, suddenly sneezed.

"Huh? Why are you sneezing again? ”

Wei Xu rubbed his finger against his nose and shook his head inexplicably. (To be continued.) )