Although he said "mine, mine" verbally, Emile himself even said for a few days that he was not only cautious, but rather cautious in the charismatic Morgans for a week or two.

It's very good, after all, he's just a young master who can play.

The bartenders in the tavern are really people who don't talk much.

He was really afraid that he would be screwed by someone else if he did something.

Ever since that outrage, Lanzerim has been extra careful in private, and it is always possible to be careful.

But what gave her a little peace of mind was that although the victim would often spend heavily here near closing, fortunately there were no twists and turns.

"They are all people who play well, and the rest of the Ingles faction except for the serious ones are like this."

Maybe sometimes I think Lanzerim is too guarded, Shaw said one day.

Those who are so bored that they only have money left, what tricks can they turn up?

"That's not what you said at first."

For various reasons, the charm of Morgans has been with the students in Sing Tao for a long time, and there are more students who come here for recreation.

There are not many little whites, and there are many playboys.

"Caution at the beginning is a must."

Shaw said as he put a small glass of whiskey into the ale and watched as a large number of bubbles suddenly bubbled out of the ale.

"Which poor bastard ordered this wine?"

Lanzerim asked, looking at the bubbling wine being put into the shaker by Shaw and shaking it up and down.

Any spirit with a sparkling drink added to it is easier to get started.

It's the devil.

"It's a bastard who eats shisha."

Shaw poured the wine out

"It's Saturday, and they're coming to a life-and-death situation."

Star Island does not have a specific time, as Star Island is an island that operates alone.

"Do you remember the time?"

In addition to Shaw's bartending, Lanzerim also has to help out, such as picking lemons to pry open cans of fruit and helping to hang salt in wine glasses.

"How could I not remember the only day off in the entire week of the Academy?"

Xiao looked at the time, yes, there is only one day of weekly holiday in Sing Tao.

Every student is allowed to sleep in during the day, but this is the only time in a week that some students wake up late.

"I hope that the annoying bunch can go down quickly after the hurricane so I can clear the field on time and enjoy tomorrow's vacation."

Shaw had a lot of words to describe the people who came to fool around in the tavern, and Lanzerim saw him add a small glass of whiskey to it - the bartender took great pains to clear the room on time.

"Maybe it's better to let them drink tea."

But Lanzerim believed that adding two small glasses of whiskey would only ignite the drunkard's bloodline restlessness.

Then, in the second half, the charm Morgans became a place for a group of half-drunk people to splash and roll, and the noise was overwhelming.

"Tea? No, the color of the tea is not the type that makes people booze. ”

Shaw said that the so-called tea is a cocktail that is as good as the bottom-down, and girls who like fishing will spend the night swinging with a cup in hand.

By the way, the girl who ordered tea at the beginning was a Quisi Peach whom Lanzerim knew, and the other was named Monina.

They have made a lot of money lately, but they have paid off the previous drinks bills, and they have paid a lot in advance.

Their money came really fast.

"They must never get up again."

Lanzerim went to finish the drink, and when he returned to the bar, he saw Shaw open the freezer and bring out the pineapples that often froze inside.

It's almost closing time.

Shaw's expulsion of the guests is not to tell them that it is about to close, but to make the guests no longer order alcohol.

He's quite a guy who doesn't do anything.

Listening to Xiao silently shaving the frozen pineapple, the sound similar to the slag of shaved ice, Lan Ze playfully hooked out a piece of old ice and began to shave.

As soon as Xiao takes out these pineapples, it means that they will end soon.

Emile sat on the stilt in the distance, staring at the bar in a daze, and his friends thought he was delirious.

After all, he is a person who has drunk a lot, and his eyes are straight when he looks at people.

But in fact, he didn't have alcohol bubbles in his nerves like his friends, he was still relatively sober.

He noticed that the hostess had been quietly guarding the group of them since that incident.

It's not that Lanzerim didn't entertain her, it was that she was so well entertained that Amir never found a chance to talk to her.

So for a few days in a row, Emile was ridiculed by his friends like a fool who had just entered the tavern, and he lost his sharp teeth and became wooden.

What's wrong with him?!

Xiao's pineapple is very simple to make, it is to cut the pineapple into strips and skewer it with olives, brush it with a layer of honey on top, and then coat it with salt and sprinkle spicy sweet plum powder.

Honey will make the salted pineapple not look too salty, and the cold pineapple can't be better for people who have drunk wine and have a hot body.

After eating this strange pineapple, which is not divided between salty and sweet, people who feel dry in their mouths because they have inadvertently eaten a lot of salt will want to drink something to moisten their throats, so they pick up the hurricane booze next door and go with the flow.

Xiao's most thoughtful thing is reflected in the fact that there are not a lot of strange pineapples he gave, and the pineapple sticks are very generous, and of course, the hurricanes he prepared in his back hand are more full.

Down, bastards who are holding me back on time!

When Lanzerim brought the strange pineapple stuck in the crushed ice to each table, someone understood that it meant to drive away customers.

Quisi will symbolically eat one and drink the rest of the wine in her glass, and then end the day's futility.

Of course, there are also people who think of them as snacks with wine, and there are all kinds of them anyway.

The tavern will always close, and someone will always fall.

Although Emile did not behave well in Morgans, he had privately carefully observed the female classmates around him who matched the physical characteristics of the hospitality.

With the exception of the prefix 0, the rest of the student body was a fairly large number, and he could be sure that the hospitality did not come from the prefix 2 student to which he belonged.

So where does she belong?

Lanzerim could see that the table was drunk, and after placing a plate of weird pineapples, she saw Amir, who had been looking straight at her.

He was eighty percent drunk, so Lanzerim was quite relaxed at this time.

"Hey, what's your name?" Biting into the pineapple, the taste of biting into the pineapple juice and ice, is not bad, maybe it is intuition or maybe it is an accident that Emil asked.

He just felt that after observing the loss of troops at their table, the hospitality relaxed.

"What's your name?"

The hostess raised an eyebrow at him and asked rhetorically.

If the people around Emile were still sober, they should have told Emile afterwards how stupid his actions were.

"Me?"

Emile chewed on the pineapple and pointed at himself, although he didn't admit that he was drunk, but he did drink more or less, and the whole person behaved a little strangely.

It's like wine bubbling strangely.

"My name is Amir...... The ...... of the Zelli family"

Even he himself couldn't notice anything strange about himself.

That kind of big tongue and a way of talking with a brain pouring beans is a sign of almost drunk in Lanzerim's eyes.

"Be careful......

Lanzerim not only noticed the young man, but also the wine glass that had slipped from the hand of the man next to the young man, and she caught it, and Amir's eyes followed her all the way.

"Excuse me, what did you just say?"

Lanzerim put the cup away, and when he looked up, the young man's gaze was as bright as a searchlight.

"Your name! What's your name......"

The young man slapped the table, because he was a little agitated after drinking, and the table slapped so hard that it almost woke his companion.

"My name is ......"

Lanzerim looked at the young man, how many little girls were willing to pounce if he sent it out.

She pursed her lips and thought for a moment

"My name is Mystic Blue."

Here's how she replied, anyway, drunk people will forget what they say today tomorrow.

"What's that name! I want my real name! ”

It was evident that he was drunk and awake, and Emile could tell that the hospitality was just playing tricks on him, and his temperament had really changed dramatically at this time.

"I want to hear my real name, and I'll ask you when you're sober."

Lanzerim crouched down and stretched out his fingers and poked the young man's forehead hard.

Because she had long nails, the young man's forehead left red nail marks, which showed the great force.

"The drunkard can't remember anything but the bottle all night."

Lanzerim said, feeling the pain in his forehead and squinting his eyes as he watched Lanzerim retreat and walk away.

"Then you wait for me to ask you!"

Although he heard Lanzerim's response, Amir was stubborn.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to ask me."

You won't remember anyway, Lanzerim replied as she cleaned up the empty high table, she didn't believe anyone remembered what happened before the splinter.

Taking a sip of the hurricane, Emile continued to chew on the pineapple that he didn't know what was going to happen next.

Anyway, he just followed his feelings, and then stared at the hospitality and took the empty cup.

Gradually, a firework bloomed in his head, and he became unconscious.

……

"So we worked so hard with you last night, how did you get results?"

Afterwards, the group of drunken friends defended themselves yesterday.

"You fart, you're all drunk and unconscious, and cooperate with me!"

Emile had been emphasizing in his mind yesterday that he had to remember the conversation he had with the host.

But

The result was so frustrating to him that he forgot what they had said, except

"So what about the result! You've been stuck for so long! ”

Not to be outdone, someone questioned him, which only exacerbated the haggard feeling in Amir's heart.

"I also broke ...... last night"

Glancing at his friend weakly, Amir whispered

"Except...... Except that she said her name was Mystic Blue...... I can't really think of anything......"

He scratched his head and looked at everyone's faces that immediately collapsed.

"Something! She's playing with you! What a mystery blue! ”

Listening to his friend's loud voice, Emile blocked his ear with his fingers.

"Shut up, you! I remember your cup falling off, and then I don't remember anything! ”

Emile even had a mess of his memories of last night, how could he remember what happened last night, and in the midst of his rage, Lanzerim's prophecy seemed to have come true.

I really don't remember anything but the bottle.