Shingo Harano felt that his hand was a little unsteady when he added charcoal to the stove, and he just wanted to pour two pieces into it, but he poured a few more pieces.

Some of the charcoal dust floated onto his face, making his face a little bad.

Ai Fukuhara, who was on the other side of the stove, saw this, took out a few paper towels from the table, dipped the already warm water in the cup, made sure that the paper towels absorbed the water to use as wet wipes, gently wiped the dust on his face for Shigo Harano, and then asked with some concern.

"Is Shingo a little drunk? Why don't you drink it? ”

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Shingo Harano gave her a reassuring look, then continued to raise his glass and shouted.

"By the way, don't throw away the remaining bones, come back and pack them and I'll take them home for Xiao Erlang to eat."

Thinking that he was eating meat outside and that there was a dog at home waiting to be fed, Shigo Harano confessed and continued to pick up the cup.

"Nobita, cheers!"

"Shingo, cheers!"

Kitagawa Yukino, who was sitting on the side, put down the chopsticks in his hand and said to Shingo Harano: "If it doesn't work, don't drink it anymore, if you vomit, no one will clean it up for you." ”

"How could I vomit, I was like that... Gott~"

Before Shingo Harano finished speaking, he felt a sudden upside down in his stomach, and his mouth involuntarily spit out.

"Shingo, Shingo, are you alright?"

Ai Fukuhara was taken aback by Shingo Harano's sudden drinking, but reacted quickly.

"Did you really throw up? No way? ”

Nobita Yamashita, who was about to continue pouring wine, saw that Shingo Harano had vomited, and put down the glass a little nervously and said.

Ai Fukuhara patted him on the back, then poured him a cup of tea to rinse his mouth, and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"Let's go check out first, we should go too." Only Kitagawa Yukino said very calmly.

"That, Senpai, Shingo has already knotted." Nobita Yamashita, who was a little drunk, replied.

"Oh, let's go back then."

Outside the izakaya, it was already dark.

"Yamashita-san, are you okay?"

Looking at Ai Yamashita, who was also a little shaky, Fukuhara Ai said with a little worry.

"I'm totally ok, but I'll leave it to you."

Nobita Yamashita laughed for a moment, then gestured OK to Ai Fukuhara.

"Mm-hmm, I'll get him home safely."

"Shingo is so blessed, but Uncle Ben is not bad, hurry up and go back and chat with my Airi-chan."

Nobita Yamashita whispered to himself, and Ai Fukuhara and Kitagawa Yukino didn't hear it.

"Senpai, let's go back to the apartment first, I'll send Shingo home."

Ai Fukuhara pursed her lips, glanced at the drunk Harano Shingo with some distress, and then said to Kitagawa Yukino with a sincere face.

"If you go, you probably won't be able to get a taxi when you come back."

"That's... Then I'll stay there for one night. ”

Ai Fukuhara said cautiously, thinking that senior sister should not object, after all, she has also had the experience of living there.

"yes, got it."

"Senior sister, be careful on the road."

After waiting for more than ten seconds to get an answer from her senpai, Ai Fukuhara let out a sigh of relief, but finally had time alone with Shingo again.

Originally, Harano Shingo himself didn't think about why he was drunk, and according to his current physical fitness, it stands to reason that he should be able to drink very well, but he forgot one thing, that is, this body has never drunk alcohol.

That is to say, you have never been tested by alcohol, and you will get drunk quickly when you drink alcohol for the first time, just like people will feel very choked when they smoke for the first time, because your lungs have not yet adapted to the invasion of this thing, and consciously reacted accordingly.

Shingo Harano smiled heartily when he saw Ai Fukuhara and Nobita Yamashita when he was drinking today, and even the Minister of the Ten Thousand Years Iceberg Land looked good today, and looked around at the diners around him, only to feel that the time of the past two months was like a dream bubble, and he was distracted unconsciously......

How did you get here, and what can you create here?

Will you be tired at work and drink after work like the white-collar workers around you in the future? Or have you become a successful scholar writer with a lot of influence in your words and deeds? Or is it a successful entrepreneur who has become one of the few people at the top of the pyramid?

The future, who knows.

Soon Yuan Ye Shingo smiled dumbly, he came here with this young and energetic body, and so many good friends, not to mention that his future should not be too bad, as long as he is willing to work hard, why bother with these things now.

Unconsciously, Shingo Harano was a little greedy, and he remembered the laughter and laughter in his previous life, and found that it seemed that the laughter at the table was more sincere, which made his heart unconsciously happy.

It turns out that whoever drinks more and happier he is, the one who vomits the most ugly in the end.

......

With some difficulty, he helped Harano Shingo back home, and Ai Fukuhara took out the key from his pocket to open the door, and was discovered by Kojiro who trotted over at a glance.

Kojiro glared at his calves and ran over happily, shouting around Harano Shingo.

"Shingo, he's drunk, don't make a noise with him, I brought you your favorite bones."

Ai Fukuhara crouched down, put her index finger on top of her mouth to silence, and then touched Kojiro's head.

As if he understood what Ai Fukuhara meant, Xiao Erlang didn't call out loudly anymore, but looked at the bones in the plastic bag in her hand and couldn't walk.

"Wang! Woof! Looking at the anxious little Erlang who kept turning his tail, the dog left saliva in his mouth.

Ai Fukuhara first put Shingo Harano on the sofa and lay down, then put the bones that he brought back to Xiao Jiro, squatted down and looked at Xiao Jiro's gobbling and said.

"Eat slowly, is he okay in the past few days since I was away, I really want to be here all the time."

Xiao Jiro, who heard the voice, saw Ai Fukuhara squatting with one arm on his chin, and said with a little happiness on his face.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Hearing that Shingo Harano coughed twice on the sofa in the living room, Ai Fukuhara, who was too late to immerse herself in his own world, quickly stood up to check the situation.

"Shingo, give you water, let's drink a little first."

Flattening Shingo Harano's body on the couch, he took a cup of warm water from the top of the coffee table.

"Thank you, I'm really bothering you, Fukuhara-san."

"Isn't Fukuhara-san going back tonight?"

"Well, it's hard to get a taxi now, doesn't Shingo want me to stay here?"

Ai Fukuhara listened to Shingo Harano's question, and there was a little nervous expression on her face.

"Why, you can come and stay here at any time."

Shingo Harano smiled dotingly at Ai Fukuhara.

In fact, on the way back, Shingo Harano had already sobered up, but he and Ai Fukuhara were the only two people in the taxi at the time, and they were really embarrassed to wake up like this, so they had to wait until they got home and pretend to be sober.