The first snow falls in Tokyo on Chinese New Year's Eve, and the streets of Toiya Town are filled with New Year's Eve atmosphere.

Holding a steaming glass of chocolate milk, Ritsu Sasashima, standing in front of the convenience store, has just finished her last assignment of the year.

The black sleeves were stained with a lot of snowflakes that drifted in the evening breeze, and these crystal clear snowflakes were particularly noticeable against the black background, but they quickly melted into water.

Throwing the finished paper cup into the trash, Sasashima put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the parking lot.

Standing at the intersection waiting for the traffic light, the car parked across the street with its headlights on, dazzling to the point that he subconsciously frowned, and there was a tingling sensation at his temples... Again, it hurts as long as it snows.

Ritsu Sasashima covered her temple with one hand, and after jumping at the green light, she quickly crossed the road and slipped into the still warm car.

- "Fifty fifty, it's flat." ”

With these words again, the vague figure seemed to be about the same height as himself, but the appearance was completely indistinguishable, but he could vaguely feel that he seemed to be wearing a hat.

Buzzing.

There was a vibrating sound from the phone, and Ritsu Sasashima walked out of her thoughts, swiping her left hand towards the screen to connect the call.

I didn't see who was calling, and I subconsciously thought it was Shiho Miyano asking why I hadn't returned to the institute yet.

"I'll go back later."

After the other party hesitated for two seconds, he said in a deep voice, "Macallan, it's me." ”

The sound of gin.

Ritsu Sasashima reacted and immediately said, "Mr. Gin? It's so late... Is there something unexpected? ”

"Room 502, 13-13 Kasugacho, Bunkyo Ward, come here now."

I wanted to ask what the address was, but the phone was hung up directly, and Ritsu Sasashima, who was puzzled, had to dial Miyano's phone and tell herself that there might be a task that she couldn't rush back, and asked her to help take care of the black charcoal.

Shiho Miyano, who was waiting for someone to return in the laboratory, was a little sullen after getting the news, after all, this was the first New Year's Eve after meeting him, and he didn't expect to be able to spend it together.

Moreover, he is the only person she is willing to talk to in the entire research institute.

Shiho Miyano skillfully opened Sasashima's bedroom, picked up the black charcoal running towards him, and complained, "Your master left you behind again... Let's celebrate New Year's Eve together today. ”

On the other side, Ritsu Sasashima, who had already arrived in Bunkyo Ward, followed Gin's instructions to a very ordinary-looking apartment building, and it was supposed to be the type with a relatively cheap rent.

Climb the stairs to the door of room 502, and before the doorbell is ringed, the door will open automatically, and standing inside is actually a vodka wearing a purple sleeveless vest, without sunglasses or a top hat.

Ritsu Sasashima is a little skeptical that she is in the wrong place, why would vodka be dressed in such a homely style? And why is it purple again, he likes this color too much.

"Macallan, you're here, come and sit down."

"Here?"

After vodka bent down to help put the slippers in place, he smiled: "This is the apartment building I bought, the location is relatively remote and no one lives in it, which is very good." ”

So this is the home of vodka? Sashima Ritsu looked at it while changing his shoes, the room was quite clean, but what made him care was that there were traces of something pasted on the wall, and it was speculated that it should be a poster according to the size?

"Soda or juice?"

"Everything."

Vodka took a bottle of chilled Coke from the single-door refrigerator and handed it to The Macallan, then pointed to the living room and said, "Come here, the red and white have already begun." ”

Walking to the living room with a Coke, he found someone sitting on the couch wearing a dark green sleeveless turtleneck, which was the first time he had seen Gin without a top hat and with the thick black trench coat off.

The arms exposed to the air are whiter than the skin on the face, and the muscles are very well-proportioned, and you can see that Gin has been doing strength training... Sure enough, he is a model worker of the organization, and he has to make time for fitness in addition to traveling on weekdays, and he is simply a master of time management.

Looking at the red and white singers playing on the TV, Ritsu Sasashima took a sip of Coke, and some didn't understand why Gin called himself here today.

"Nao Matsushita is really good-looking."

Vodka sat down and squeezed the Macallan, who was sitting in the corner, directly to Gin, and when he looked sideways, he saw that Vodka was actually a bottle of Vodka with TUNDRA printed on it. It turns out that the organization is popular to drink its own?

However, after seeing the vodka actually blowing directly with the bottle to his mouth, the corners of Ritsu Sasashima's mouth twitched violently, worthy of a man from a fighting nation... This high number of spirits is actually drunk as a drink.

After the small half bottle was eaten, the vodka made a contented "hiss-" sound, and with his current dress, he looked like an old uncle who had just finished moving bricks on the construction site and came home from work to take out a cold beer and dry it in one sip.

"Sure enough, this brand of Vodka is the most enjoyable!"

Gin at the other end of the sofa leaned on the sofa and gracefully cocked Erlang's legs, then groped for a pack of JILOISES cigarettes from his pocket, lit them with a match, and began to swallow the clouds.

Ritsu Sasashima, who was sitting in the middle, didn't smoke or drink, and obediently took a sip of Coke, and whispered in his heart: If these two people drink like this, sooner or later one will get alcoholic liver and the other will get lung cancer.

In the past, vodka was spent with gin on the mission on Chinese New Year's Eve, and it was quite fun to spend the last day of the year with someone other than the big brother like this. Don't look at others as tall and mighty, in fact, they are quite afraid of loneliness.

"Macallan, do you prefer the red or white group?"

Hearing Vodka's question, Ritsu Sasashima remembered what he said just now, and couldn't help but say, "Red group, right?" ”

Anyway, whether it is the red group or the white group, he is not interested at all, and he wants to go back to the bedroom of the research institute to sleep more than to watch the red and white.

"What about you, big brother? Do you think the red group will win or the white group will win? ”

"Black group."

“？”

Vodka and Ritsu Sasashima looked at each other, suspecting that something was wrong with their ears.

It's a multiple-choice question with only two options, right? Why did a "black group" suddenly pop up?

This is a serious examination of the question is not clear, and the answer is not the question.

Gin didn't think he had a problem with his answer, he stood up with a cigarette in his mouth and walked to the side, picked up the wooden box on the table, sat back down on the couch, and handed it to The Macallan.

"Take it."

“？”

Ritsu Sasashima took the wooden box and sensed what kind of liquid it should be, and when he looked at the words engraved on the wooden box, he realized that it was The Macallan Scotch Whisky or the 1962 Rare Collection.

Vodka looked at the time displayed on the watch and said with a smile: "It's past midnight, congratulations on reaching the drinking age, this is a gift from your eldest brother." ”

"Happy birthday, Macallan!"

“…… Thank you. ”

Obviously, Ritsu Sasashima didn't expect this, and he glanced at the silent gin, and his mood was very complicated.

Therefore, these two "heinous" people specially called themselves here... Do you want to celebrate your birthday?

I can't help but think of last year's birthday, on the rooftop of the police academy, which made him the most memorable Chinese New Year's Eve.

Last year's choice was the white group...

Now I'm wrapped in darkness.

He looked down at the Macallan whiskey in his hand and muttered to himself.

Happy birthday, twenty-year-old self.

Congratulations on coming of age.