- Volatile gas, with a bit of the saltiness of the ocean......

Strange Raccoon Dog: [Huh? Isn't Linton coming today? 】

Linton: [There is official business to deal with, and it can be regarded as a problem that the mercenaries of the firm have to bear]

Spell Dragon: [Come on work~ The group of guys under me have also received autographs, and their enthusiasm for work has increased~]

Linton: [In that case, shouldn't I be given a rub for the extra capacity?] 】

Strange Raccoon Dog: [Uh... It's really bad enough for two people]

——The boiled red beans overflow with fragrant aroma, which is a good product......

Genmiya-kun: [That guy Falong has done everything, it's useless for you to blame the capitalists, unless you plan to prepare street lights for him]

Strange raccoon dog: [It's too hard to find a street lamp that can carry hundreds of tons, do you want me to find those super robots? 】

Moriarty: [Excuse me, I'm not going to the exhibition today, I have something else to do]

Kanlong: [I'm not here either, I'm not on Earth, by the way, isn't that merchant moving?] 】

Strange raccoon dog: [I don't really want to care, it's enough for the guy who always goes to prison to know one]

Linton: [Sounds really touching, is there a story?] 】

Strange Raccoon Dog: [No! Yes! It is forbidden to spy on the opening of the box! 】

Linton: [So serious?] I'll just ask for a story.]

- Ground coffee beans are stagnant and extracted in the strainer, and the boiling water is stained with black marks......

There is a mellow fragrance that intoxicates lovers.

Moriarty: [It shows that in this netizen's story, there are elements that are easy to be unboxed, how about it?] Linton, do you have any enthusiasm for exploring secrets? 】

Linton: [This is instigation, old man]

Strange raccoon dog: [In front of the parties, you two are going to be blacklisted! ] 】

Gennomiya-kun: [Then let's stop, you two, in fact, I have received a message from the merchant, [picture]]

Kanlong: [It's really kind-hearted, Gengong-kun, why bother]

Genmiya-kun: [I'm a member of the chat room, and I'm not like a hermit who has no room for care]

- Red beans, seaweed, coffee, the three of them are combined, and they become the cup on the table.

Of course, more importantly, add some digital souls (crossed out), minds.

Sea grape red bean puree coffee, someone's self-confidence.

But just by hearing the name, it is easy to suspect that this is a mysterious product of Dongyan Yangcheng, which is enough to make Omer's face calm.

Staring at the light screen in front of him, it seemed that there was such a serious situation on it.

Gennomiya-kun: [Anyway, the merchant sent a message asking us to help him break through the command, and the words in the letter were almost pleading.

[How about it, let's talk about it, how to deal with it?] 】

Linton: [Asassi pinched .jpg]

[But since he didn't send it to me, then I don't care~]

[However, I have to remind an S-class wanted criminal who is 40 years in prison, and he has no right to visit the prison at all, and he will be escorted to another space prison]

Strange Raccoon Dog: [Sounds like a cosmic prison]

Linton: [The merchant doesn't have Beria's charisma, and the chat room doesn't have a Zarab servant, right?] 】

Kanlong: [I will be resident in the City of Heavenly Gate for the past two months, and the card has already been returned to Gengong-kun]

Inhuman: [You're a little quick to react]

Strange raccoon dog: [Soon the right number is seated......]

[Huh? Who voted my number? 】

Kanlong: [It's a raccoon dog, right?] 】

Linton: [?] 】

Gennomiya-kun: [It's a moment, I felt like him halfway]

Linton: [Shared account? 】

Moriarty: [Yes, but Linton, are you really on business?] The frequency of water groups is very high.

Linton: [Processing, of course, but right now I need some communication on the web to escape reality]

Strange Raccoon Dog: [?] 】

[Is mercenary work such a scary thing?] 】

Kanlong: [Maybe, maybe not]

Genmiya-kun: [It seems that everyone really doesn't want to pay attention to businessmen]

"I think it's normal."

Gennomiya-kun's words were so nonsense that Omer couldn't help but let out an actual sigh.

And then......

When he realized this, he immediately regretted it.

"What's normal?" Someone asked.

The voice is intellectual, quiet, and has the charm of a mature person, and even a little familiar, as if I have heard it in a certain game or animation.

But just like the legend that there will always be three people in the world who are exactly like you, the threshold for similarity in voice is much lower than in appearance.

At one point, Ormer even had the experience of hallucinating the voices of acquaintances in the live broadcast rooms of some virtual anchors.

In this era of modulated sound cards, certain familiarities should be thrown away.

But now was not the time for a timbre tasting, in fact, what he wanted to get rid of was attention itself.

In this way, you can continue to have a water chat room without any burden.

But it's a pity...... There was such a hand, a hand wrapped in a black leather glove.

Push that cup of white coffee one step further.

It was so close that it had already crossed the suspension distance of the terminal's light screen, almost under Ormer's head.

The aroma rushed to his nose, causing him to lean back slightly, but it seemed to hit half a wall.

He was clearly sitting on a stool, and there was no such thing as a back.

"Takumi?"

Ome turned his head and saw the embarrassed smile of the red-haired and blue-eyed young man.

"Brother Linton, I can't help it."

Before he could reprimand, a warning arose in his heart, causing Omer to turn back immediately.

When he turned around, he saw the owner of the hand.

The director of the Twilight Detective Agency, the fusion and spokesperson of the Alphamon, Twilight Apricot.

The blonde brown boy was leaning down and picking up the cup of coffee.

This pose makes the already wide-open neckline even more seductive.

The white shirt that looks like a vacuum is a visual display of the player's hemisphere quality, which is enough to make any young man with strong blood hot mouth and throat sensational.

But Omer didn't!

He strained himself!

Although I haven't had any intimate contact with the opposite sex in 19 years, I'm still a young man. It was all a young man who stopped at online learning materials, but he withstood it with amazing determination!

This is not without the credit of recent cohabitation.

But more often than not, it comes from fear.

The people of the past lamented how distant the emotion of fear was, the unknown that could only be experienced in the Mewtwo experience.

But this year's experience of fear has been a bit more diligent.

There is even the fear of a glass of black slurry with a little soaking remaining.

made him never dare to make any action similar to swallowing saliva at this moment, in front of the other party.

Don't even dare to open your mouth!

I'm afraid that if I open my mouth, I will only be poured into my mouth if I smell normal coffee.

But at the moment, there is no way back.

Even the back of his body was sealed by Takumi Aiyu.

Although he could directly use the power of demons to break the countermeasures, that kind of flipping the table would inevitably be a bit in conflict with the intention.

He was supposed to thank the person who asked for help.

But how did it get to this point?

Omer's mind was racing, not only recalling the ordinary but steady enough process of visiting and thanking when he came, and the reception between the two parties was normal enough until ......

- The director walked abruptly towards her hand-ground coffee machine.

And Takumi Aiyu, who was asked for help by him, also told him that he had to sort out the information in this regard and asked him to wait.

So he took advantage of the tide and used this to transfer the mentality of sitting on pins and needles.

But in terms of results, it's obvious.

The so-called diversion of attention is nothing more than a cover for the butcher's knife to fall.

The breath of death finally came, and the executioner, who was holding the blade, was holding a coffee and approaching him, his smiling face full of hope and hope.

Ren still doesn't count his coffee, does he?

The quiet sacrifice of Sunday seems to be completely wooden.

So at this moment, how to break the situation?

Think about it!

Think about it! Omer. Linton!

If you can't think of it anymore, you're going to gag!

“master？”

The sudden suspicious greeting made the three parties turn their heads together, and Omo subconsciously looked at the expressionless Ma Niang and said:

"You're back Bourbon."

Expressionless? Machine?

No, the mechanics aren't stable – ah, there we are!

Ormer reacted with great speed, reaching into his pocket.

In the hidden card box, the black flow of cards on the home page surged, and there was a strange laughter in a flash.

But it doesn't matter!

Omer doesn't expect to use it to unleash any kind of power, it's just a kind of tone.

And then!

A handful of coffee snatched from the twilight apricot's hand, precise and smooth, without spilling a single bit, and as fast and decisive as instinctive action.

In the guilty, sympathetic gaze of the young man behind him.

When you look up, you drink it all.