The coffee is still that kind of coffee, and the taste is still that way.

Different people will feel different when they drink it.

Quantum can be drunk like water, Suzuki Sonoko can taste it slowly, and more people will squirt out immediately after taking a sip.

That strange taste, indescribable, inexplicable.

Azusa Enomoto also didn't understand that the ingredients were very ordinary, so why did adding them to coffee make the taste and appearance so strange?

Could it be that there is some unknown chemical reaction in this?

She couldn't figure it out.

Maybe it's because her chemistry is taught by her homeroom teacher.

Isn't the so-called homeroom teacher a magical creature who says mantras such as "you are the worst class I have ever led", "the noisiest in the whole building", and "delay everyone's time for another two minutes" every time they go to class?

Where do you have time to lecture?

Thinking of this, Enomoto Azusa wanted to show a funny face.

After leaving, I realized that life in the school was so interesting.

But looking at Naoko Takei, who had already started to drink Meng Po soup coffee one by one, suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

Sure enough, are all monsters with the word "child" in their names?

Although it is not as simple as drinking water, there is no way to taste it slowly, and there is a very uncomfortable expression on his face.

But to be able to drink it is enough to be amazing.

Qingming also looked over there.

Suddenly, it seemed that something came to mind.

"Azi."

"Huh?"

"You should be able to drink it too."

He said so.

This made Azusa Enomoto feel a little strange.

Turning his head to look, he found that Qingming was still looking at Naoko Takeju over there.

It just seems that there is something else to say.

"After all, you're also 'Azusa'!"

The pronunciation was in Huaxia here, but Enomoto Azusa knew that it was her name.

Although she doesn't know very well.

"How could I possibly drink it?"

Shaking his head, he said it was absolutely impossible.

If I could drink it, I would have drunk it a long time ago, but I still have to wait until now?

Anyway, that kind of taste, Enomoto Azusa didn't want to taste it a second time, it was too torturous.

But then again.

"Shopkeeper, can you really grant the wish of everyone who drinks it?"

"Any questions?"

"There are always some wishes that you can't fulfill, right?"

Or rather, there are certain wishes that cannot be clarified and cannot be fulfilled for others.

Qingming is not a god.

Even gods, although in legends, are omnipotent.

But is it really omnipotent?

Besides, so many people pray to God every day, and they don't find a few people's wishes coming true.

"Ah, yes."

Qingming responded.

The tone seemed a little flat, and it seemed to be reminiscing about something.

Azusa Enomoto was keenly aware that he was wrong.

looked at him with some doubts, and in my memory, it seemed that it was the first time I saw him in a somewhat depressed mood.

"No matter what, it won't go back to the way it was before."

"What did it look like at first?"

"No, nothing."

Qingming shook his head.

There is no explanation and no continued focus on these things.

"Call me when you're done."

"Oh."

Answered to indicate that he knew.

But Enomoto Azusa still looked at Qingming with some doubts.

Qingming didn't continue to read, just in a daze.

Maybe he was infected by Naoko Takei? Naoko Takei always likes to be in a daze.

The last time I was here, I sat there for a long time.

But in addition to being in a daze, it seems to be thinking again.

Or is it a memory?

It's really reminiscing.

After all, people who are not in this world will inevitably be a little out of place.

Whether it is the identity of the traverser or the identity of the Taoist, it is destined to be different from others.

Just like a child born in a big family and a child from an ordinary family, it is difficult for a child from a big family to want to be like a child from an ordinary family, and it is even more difficult for a child from an ordinary family to want to be like a child from a big family.

And Qingming is no longer as simple as an ordinary background or a powerful background.

But even if it is the identity of a Taoist priest, what can it be?

After all, he can't return to the world that really belongs to him.

……

In the evening, ten o'clock.

Although it was a sip and took a long time, it was finally drunk.

Naoko Takei, who was aware of this, also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is the existence of the word "zi" in the name, drinking such coffee also makes her feel very stressed.

It's just that it's finally finished.

After drinking three glasses, can you really make a wish come true?

Turning his head and looking at Qingming over there.

Azusa Enomoto was poking her fingers at Qingming's face in a daze, with a little devilish smile on her face.

Maybe she also likes to play pranks?

However, this is not a prank.

It's just a joke like a normal friend.

Naoko Takei doesn't have any friends, and for her, the closest people are only her father, and her father's female secretary, Miss Akiko Hanai.

However, if you really want to say it, Akiko Hanai is closer to her.

Take care of her like a mother and a sister.

Even if this Miss Akiko Hanai is the one who kidnapped her, she still maintains enough trust and respect for her.

She has understood everything.

Silence does not mean stupidity, it does not mean that you are not smart.

On the contrary, sometimes the more such a person, the more terrifyingly intelligent they are.

Like what...... Big teacher?

Well, Naoko Takei doesn't know about the big sensei.

But she has seen through everything.

Akiko Hanai is the daughter of the president of a company that her father acquired.

The desperate president, with his wife and son, committed suicide together, leaving only Akiko Hanai, who was still in college at the time.

Yes, Akiko Hanai is here for revenge.

But not against Naoko Takei, but against her father.

Her father was wrong?

Or is Akiko Hanai wrong?

Maybe it's all right, or maybe it's all wrong.

In the face of such a thing, she can only be silent, because she has no way to change.

Can Qingming be changed?

She didn't know.

But she still chose to drink three cups of Meng Po soup, or chose to tell Qingming these things.

Although I have only met Qingming a few times, although I am not familiar with it at all.

But at this moment, she seems willing to believe Qingming.

"Oh, that's it!"

After listening to her story, Qingming tapped his fingers on the table and thought.

I didn't expect that there was such a thing hidden behind it.

"That's not going to be easy!"

Revenge, that's right.

Where there is love, there is hate, and where there is affection, there is hatred.

Hatred is born from feelings, and when feelings are destroyed, there is only hatred left.

"Can't you help it?"

Naoko Takei looked at Qingming.

It was probably the first time she had been so bold to look at and talk to a boy.

Looking at her eyes with a little expectation, Qingming smiled slightly.

"As long as you want to do it, there will always be a way, the question is, what kind of wish do you want me to help you accomplish? Stop that Miss Hanai from getting revenge? Or let her succeed in revenge? ”

What kind of wish do you want to fulfill?

Naoko Takei lowered her head and was silent.

She didn't think that if she knew, she wouldn't be wrong all the time.

So, in this matter, what is her real wish?