Liqun is a good place for old acquaintances, not only has a small parking lot, but also has a private environment and delicious food.

The izakaya has an open counter, booths separated by red curtains, and private rooms for banquets.

Chizuru Shiraishi pushed the door with her head down, wearing a mask and cap that she had begged from Keisuke Aoi.

"Welcome~!"

"Ah, is this a modern-day izakaya? It's amazing! Looks like there's a lot of people watching you around." Hanako reminded quietly beside her.

It's okay! Chizuru!

The female doctor cheered her on, and she rehearsed it many times before she came in.

"Open me a booth...... Ah, I'll choose the location myself. ”

"Please follow me!" The waiter immediately directed her inside.

There are not many customers in the store now, firstly, today is a working day, and secondly, it is not yet the end time of those overtime social animals.

Shiraishi Chizuru deliberately went around to observe the place where Tsukishima often sits, and sure enough, he saw the uniform Tsukishima was wearing today in a corner, although the curtain blocked his face, but the two iconic and unreasonable big breasts couldn't deceive Shiraishi Chizuru's eyes.

It should be said that this heavy sin also has a credit for the cultivation of her own hands.

Victim √

What about Saburo Kamatsu?

Shiraishi Chizuru didn't dare to look at it himself, so he directly asked his stand-in Hanako to find it.

"Found it~ It's on the bar on the left!"

"I'll just choose this booth." Shiraishi Chizuru remained silent, and chose a booth not far from Tsukishima, and could also peek at the bar.

"Okay!" The waiter registered and handed over a tablet: "Wine and food, you can order it directly from here." ”

"Thank you."

Shiraishi Chizuru's heart was pounding, and when he finally mixed in, he suddenly let out a long breath.

I didn't dare to be greedy, so I just ordered a cold low-alcohol lemon cocktail...... Completely forgot about who was going to drive.

Hanako wandered around the izakaya alone, and wherever she went, it was as if the air conditioner had suddenly come in, and she shivered.

If it weren't for Shiraishi Chizuru not letting her drink, she would still want to put on a show and steal other people's wine from the bottom of the cup.

Outside the izakaya, Keisuke Aoi sat quietly in the passenger seat, stretched out his finger to his eyes, and then slowly lay back.

Darkness infects, and spirituality follows the eyes that are connected with his source.

For a breath, Keisuke Aoi's eyes were still closed, but a picture of the interior of the izakaya had already appeared in front of him.

Under the magic eye, the vision of light and distraction came into his mind.

In Shiraishi Chizuru's eyes, it was just an incomprehensible phantom light, but it seemed to Keisuke Aoi that it was the feedback of countless information.

He raised his horizons and included the entire izakaya.

Soon, he found the light that belonged to Hoshino Fujiko, that pure and cold light, through the thin paper door, like a lonely star, fell into his magic eye.

"Found you."

As he expected, Miss Hoshino-sama also came to the scene in person.

It's unclear how she got the whole picture, but it doesn't matter.

Keisuke Aoi also used Shiraishi Chizuru's vision to record the terrain in the izakaya and the people who behaved abnormally.

These people are actually very conspicuous, compared to those social animals who work overtime all day and are sub-healthy, their spirituality is generally about 2-4 points higher.

There is no contempt for social animals – maybe.

Judging from the layout that was discovered, the daughter of the Hoshino family is not necessarily a hard-hearted person, and if she hadn't found it, she would have been able to solve the problem easily.

Maybe even the surveillance of the store has been taken over by her.

Aoi Keisuke was thoughtful, he used Shiraishi Chizuru as a medium to attract his own spirituality, and quietly laid a simple magic array in the monitoring line, which only needed to be activated to destroy it.

It's a pity that the spirituality is still insufficient, otherwise it will directly deprive other people of their perception, so that they will not even leave a memory...... This is the safest thing to do, and you don't even have to make a phone call to Yui Kamihata.

But it's not a big deal after all, even if someone is willing to go to great lengths to search for souls, they can't find any clues about him.

Finally, he glanced at Pu Matsu Saburo, who had been impregnated with the curse, and as the alcohol fell into his stomach one by one, his own few sanities were gradually lost.

"Stinky Bitch ......"

"Stinky Bitch ......"

"People pretend to be high in front of them, and people secretly come to have fun in the back!"

He wasn't a good person in the first place, but now he was provoked by Tsukishima, and he still saw this scene!

Not to mention whether he was affected by the curse or not, but as long as he was a normal person, he couldn't bear this breath.

"Since it's unbearable, let's stop wasting everyone's time."

Keisuke Aokai opened his eyes and pushed the door open, triggering the curse on Saburo Kamatsu's hands at the same time.

Pumatsu Saburo's head on the wine glass shook, the whites of his eyes quickly filled with bloodshots, and the curse washed away the last of his sanity.

"Chizuru Tsukishima!"

He shouted violently, slammed the glass directly on the ground, and rushed towards the booth at a very fast speed.

"Ahh

The guests of the izakaya screamed, and the entire lobby went into chaos.

"Guest, please don't do this!"

Saburo Kamatsu's sharp, wooden-cut nails tore through the waiter's clothes, leaving several oozing wounds on his chest.

"Torah—"

In just a few seconds, Pu Matsu Saburo pounced on Tsukishima's booth.

The claws flicked over, and the two thin curtains broke suddenly.

Tsukishima Chizuru squirted out a mouthful of wine in her mouth, her eyes full of dazedness and fright, and the two lumps of fat surged in an astonishing arc as she leaned back.

"Stop !!"

Chizuru Shiraishi, who had been waiting for a long time, also jumped out of the booth next to him, and put on his own carefully conceived posture - the karate club that he visited when he was in junior high school.

She scolded angrily: "Bastard Pu Song, I already knew that you had bad intentions! ”

"Uh-huh——?"

Chizuru Tsukishima was completely in a state of confusion when Shiraishi suddenly popped out - she glanced down at the wine glass on the table, could it be that she was completely drunk?

After all, the monster-looking thing in front of him actually had the face of Saburo Kamatsu, and the hero who appeared on the scene was still the delicate girl who couldn't be lifted by Shiraishi's hand......

The female teacher pondered for a few seconds, rolled her eyes directly, and didn't know whether she was asleep or fainted.

"Tsukishima! Pu Song, you bastard! I'll beat you to death! Shiraishi Chizuru was directly anxious.

「s☆↑tan~d!」

Hanako followed closely beside Chizuru Shiraishi, her body swooping forward with her clumsy steps.

"Get out of here!"

Saburo Pumatsu was about to slap Shiraishi away, but found that he suddenly couldn't move.

The ring on Hanako's ring finger emitted a faint black light, and then two small fists were firmly imprinted on Pu Matsu Saburo's face, and there was a very strong "bang" sound.

Hanako shouted excitedly, "Yanlong Fist! ”

Saburo Pumatsu's sturdy body flew out directly upside down, knocking down a row of chairs.

Aoi Keisuke snapped his fingers at the moment when Saburo Uramatsu made his move, and the magic array that covered all the surveillance destroyed the surveillance synchronously, even if Hoshino kept the footage, it was destined to leave only the content of Saburo Uramatsu's shot.

He then pushed open the back door of the izakaya and strolled through it.

Although he doesn't fit in with the atmosphere of the store, no one cares about him anymore.

He walked through the staff passage and went straight to the box where Hoshino was, and the two bodyguards guarding the door were easily knocked down by him.

"Nani ......"

He smiled and gently pushed away the paper-paste shoji in the box, and looked at the girl who was kneeling on the tatami mat, calmly holding a cup and drinking juice.

"Good evening, Hoshino-san."

"Good evening." This time, the girl finally looked at him.

It seems that tonight's encounter should be a good start.