After the food was served, Ogata and the others stopped talking about cars. He first gave Yumi Miyamoto, whom he met for the first time, out of politeness and because he begged someone to do something. Then he gave the dish to Miwako Sato, and when she glanced at herself, Ogata smiled wryly.

"Your boy's reputation is getting louder and louder, and now many of your colleagues are talking about topics related to you. Saying that you have won so many pages in a short period of time, coupled with the attention of the leaders of the Metropolitan Police Department, promotion should not be a problem. Miwako Sato gently took a bite of the sashimi that Ogata had just sandwiched for her, and said slowly.

There is no such traditional proverb as eating and sleeping in Japan, so it is not polite or detailed.

Ogata took a sip of juice and said, "It's not long since I was promoted to the police officer, and I won't be promoted in a short period of time, otherwise it will cause other people's opinions, and the leaders above should understand this." And I'm living a good life now, and I don't need any more promotions and raises. ”

"Hehe, you're right. Promoted or something, don't be like Sato, who is busy every day and can't contact her figure. Yumi Miyamoto nodded approvingly.

Miwako Sato picked up the broccoli with chopsticks, dipped it in white miso a few times, and put it on the Ogata dinner plate sitting across from her.

"Oops!" Yumi Miyamoto smiled and joked: "Sato, you didn't give me vegetables, what's the situation?" ”

Hearing this, Miwako Sato said seriously: "It's a return gift." ”

"But what I gave you was meat, and what you gave me back was vegetables." Ogata put the dish Sato gave her in her mouth, and when it was mixed with the seasoning, it tasted a little salty and a little sweet.

"Because you've been sandwiching meat all the time."

Ogata smiled and said, "This meal, it shouldn't be our Sato beauty treat, right?" ”

"You're right, Sato Zhangluo, so we have to eat meat and slaughter her severely." Yumi Miyamoto wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue and looked at Ogata and said.

Miwako Sato replied to her angrily: "Yumi, you're still talking nonsense, give you meat, eat hard!" As she spoke, she picked up a few pieces of sashimi with her chopsticks and placed them on a plate next to her.

"Don't, you'll be fat!" Yumi Miyamoto smiled and deliberately put the sashimi dipped in a lot of wasabi on Ogata's plate.

Miwako Sato looked at the sashimi wrapped in wasabi and said worriedly, "Don't eat it, it'll be spicy." ”

The culprit Yumi Miyamoto looked at Ogata and cheered: "You can taste a bite and try it, if it's spicy, there is juice." ”

Ogata glanced at the sashimi slices that had been completely damaged by the wasabi and changed color, and said slowly, "If I eat them all, what do you say?" His eyes looked at Yumi Miyamoto, who was sitting across from him, smiling.

Standing up, Yumi Miyamoto said very proudly: "Order a glass of sake, I'll do it, how about it?" ”

“ok。” Ogata nodded, and in front of Miwako Sato and Yumi Miyamoto, he gently picked up the first piece of meat with his chopsticks, then brought it to his mouth, opened his mouth and slowly bit off a part of it.

Miwako Sato asked with concern, "How is it?" ”

Ogata's expression was strange, as if his face was ugly because of the smell, his muscles were twitching, and the smell of wasabi was waving in the air, making people feel terrible to smell it.

Yumi Miyamoto hurriedly pushed the juice in front of Osa, knowing that the wasabi at this restaurant was the famous spicy in the neighborhood.

"No need." Ogata's suddenly painful expression swept away, and he said with a smile.

Soon Yumi Miyamoto reacted and asked with some disbelief, "You were lying to us just now?" ”

"It tastes okay." As he spoke, Ogata put the rest of the sashimi directly into his mouth, biting casually, as if he were eating ordinary food.

Just looking at it made the two women sitting opposite a little afraid to look directly.

Ogata picked up another piece of sashimi and put it in his mouth to taste, he took the tissue handed by Miwako Sato and wiped the outside of his lips where the spice had been touched.

"How? Do you throw in the towel? Having wiped out all the sashimi on his plate, Ogata looked at Yumi Miyamoto.

Yumi Miyamoto pursed her lips: "Okay, you don't have to go to work anyway." She orders a waitress from a waitress to make the restaurant's must-have sake.

Ogata said, "Bring me a drink too." ”

"Me too." Miwako Sato followed his words and said to the waiter.

After the three glasses of sake were served, Ogata and the two women raised the transparent glass together and looked at the clear liquid shaking inside: "Come, toast to everyone!" ”

Between the words, Ogata is a man, and he should be an example, drinking sake that is not very high, and he almost drank it all.

And Yumi Miyamoto just took a sip, while Miwako Sato took a big "goo" and drank half a cup into her stomach.

"Drink slowly, it's easy to get drunk." Ogata said as he looked at Miwako Sato, who had put down her glass.

Miwako Sato shook her head and said confidently, "I won't get drunk, I'm very good at drinking." If you don't believe it, you ask Yumi. ”

Seeing that Ogata really looked at it, Yumi Miyamoto hurriedly explained: "Don't look at me, I haven't drunk with Sato." ”

At the dinner table, a few people chatted happily, and Ogata didn't have many friends in Japan, which was why he really found the joy of having dinner and drinking.

"A few more glasses of sake, no more juice." Miwako Sato seemed to be in high spirits and began to continue ordering wine.

Didn't stop her, Ogata didn't know how much she was drinking, but compared to Yumi Miyamoto's flushed face, Sato's face was still the same as usual.

"You two share the bar, I'll take my time." Yumi Miyamoto, whose face was hot, waved her hand.

As a result, Ogata and Miwako Sato were always able to find a reason to drink, and the two of them left glass after glass, stunned by Yumi Miyamoto, who was pausing to rest

"Gross." Standing at the door of the bathroom, far away, you can hear the sound coming from the women's bathroom.

Ogata's face was the same as before, and he was washing his hands, and when he heard this voice, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

After he finished washing his hands and was drying them, Yumi Miyamoto walked out with the rickety Miwako Sato on.

"Are you alright?" Ogata saw that Miwako Sato's face was flushed like a boiled crab, and Yumi Miyamoto, who was holding her, didn't do anything.

Yumi Miyamoto replied, "I'm going to trouble you to send her home." ”

"Hmm." Ogata nodded and said to her, "Wait for me here." He walked to the cashier in the restaurant, paid the bill, and handed them two bottles of mineral water.

Walking out of the restaurant, Yumi Miyamoto helped Miwako Sato, who was confused and looked like she was swaying when she walked.

Ogata drank at least ten glasses with her, even if the degree was low, it was enough, and Sato's unyielding personality lasted until the moment she almost fell down when she got up to go to the bathroom.

"Where's the car?" Ogata knew that Sato had come by car and asked Yumi Miyamoto.

Yumi Miyamoto led the way, and Ogata didn't go to help Miwako Sato because of the difference between men and women.

When he came to Sato's car and pulled out the car keys from her pocket, Ogata suddenly became worried: "Several of us have been drinking, and it seems that the job of being a driver is going to be someone else." ”

"What should I do?" Obviously, Yumi Miyamoto is not very assertive.

Ogata sighed: "Let's take a taxi, park her car here first, and come back tomorrow when she wakes up." ”

Sending Yumi Miyamoto home first, Ogata looked at Miwako Sato, who was leaning on the seat, full of alcohol, messy head, and completely lost the image of a strong woman, and he smiled softly.

When he arrived at the address where he remembered helping Sato move, Ogata helped Miwako Sato to the door of the house, rang the doorbell, and Yumi Miyamoto told him that Sato's mother was at home.

The doorbell rang for a long time, and it was Sato's mother who had a relationship with her who opened the door, she looked at the drunk Miwako Sato in amazement, and hurriedly helped her into the door, and then greeted Ogata warmly.

Ogata didn't want to be a guest in the house, but the moment he opened the door, the tattoo on his back suddenly became hot, and he smelled something wrong.

When Ogata changed his shoes and walked into the living room, he saw Miwako Sato who had just been lying on the sand in front of him, and a sense of anger fluttered.

"I'll pour you water." Sato's mother was very happy and asked Ogata to find a place to sit.

Ogata politely replied, "Thank you, Auntie." ”

After seeing her go to the kitchen, Ogata unzipped and took out a strange pair of glasses from the inside pocket of his coat and slowly put them on his eyes.

Under the focus of the cold gaze, a figure slowly appeared in the originally blank picture.

A young man in a police uniform, looking extremely young and wearing sunglasses, looked at Miwako Sato, who was lying on the sand drunk, in a daze, and he gently stretched out his hand to caress her forehead, but the palm passed through the other party's body to no avail

"You're guarding Sato?"

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